10-01-2018, 12:11 PM
My heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see
He loves teasing her. Loves the flashes of the true Lynx he sees beneath her carefully crafted exterior. He can sense her discomfort, but that doesn’t stop him from wanting to break down all her walls. He wants the real her. Calm, ruthless, sad, lonely, aching. Every bit of her. He wants it, because it’s real. It’s his oldest childhood friend wrapped so carefully in that icy exterior.
Besides, he’s never minded ice.
He is grinning like a heathen when abruptly she stops, stilling her skittish feet as a new light brightens her eye, a new intent setting her features. Rather than retreating, she takes a bold step forward, and Fox lifts one brow in question. The grin slips into an easy smirk. Until her words escape her lips, causing every bit of that smirk to slip from his lips.
For a moment, he stares at her. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t surprised. He certainly hadn’t expected the abrupt aboutface. He had been certain he would have to tease and cajole until she once more grew comfortable in his presence. Instead, she throws down the gauntlet, a daring challenge staring him straight in the face.
And oh, didn’t she know how eagerly this is one challenge he would accept?
Eyes darkening with rakish intent, he too steps forward until they are nose to nose. “Is that so?” he rumbles in a tone that has dropped much the same way hers had. He is not the only one who talks a big game, it seems. The real question however, is whether or not she would follow through.
Slowly, he brushes his muzzle along the bridge of her dark nose before he traces his lips along the hollow just beneath. With an aching slowness, he follows the line of her cheek until her pauses just at the crease of her throat. Breath warm against her skin, he grins momentarily before nibbling lightly at the corner of her jaw.
Abruptly, he withdraws, amber eyes heavily lidded as he seeks out her gaze. “Are you certain this is actually what you want Lynx?” His voice is low and husky as he speaks. Let her say the words aloud. She might be privy to his thoughts, but he cannot hear hers. And if she were only teasing, he would much rather know now.
Besides, he’s never minded ice.
He is grinning like a heathen when abruptly she stops, stilling her skittish feet as a new light brightens her eye, a new intent setting her features. Rather than retreating, she takes a bold step forward, and Fox lifts one brow in question. The grin slips into an easy smirk. Until her words escape her lips, causing every bit of that smirk to slip from his lips.
For a moment, he stares at her. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t surprised. He certainly hadn’t expected the abrupt aboutface. He had been certain he would have to tease and cajole until she once more grew comfortable in his presence. Instead, she throws down the gauntlet, a daring challenge staring him straight in the face.
And oh, didn’t she know how eagerly this is one challenge he would accept?
Eyes darkening with rakish intent, he too steps forward until they are nose to nose. “Is that so?” he rumbles in a tone that has dropped much the same way hers had. He is not the only one who talks a big game, it seems. The real question however, is whether or not she would follow through.
Slowly, he brushes his muzzle along the bridge of her dark nose before he traces his lips along the hollow just beneath. With an aching slowness, he follows the line of her cheek until her pauses just at the crease of her throat. Breath warm against her skin, he grins momentarily before nibbling lightly at the corner of her jaw.
Abruptly, he withdraws, amber eyes heavily lidded as he seeks out her gaze. “Are you certain this is actually what you want Lynx?” His voice is low and husky as he speaks. Let her say the words aloud. She might be privy to his thoughts, but he cannot hear hers. And if she were only teasing, he would much rather know now.
Fox
