If I never wash the sand from my feet...
Well, she was just charming, wasn't she? He was delighted. She's dazzling and cryptic and he was going to figure her out at leisure. Take as long as he wanted and have a grand old time while he was at it, too. She'd enjoy it.
"Deiti," he repeated with a gleaming grin. "Not an angel at all, but a goddess!" He didn't bother to feign shock, look at her. He wasn't shocked. She had a body like a goddess and that was good enough for him. And those eyes, man. Weird but kinda cool, like glittery gems and all sparkly.
Heyyy! And then his brother was there and he grinned wider. "Fancy seeing you both here on my island," he'd said and Lochwood was prettyyyyy proud that he was still here, just saying. He could get sick and die and everything but here he was staying to be with his brother! That's a real friend, you know. They're real close. Or maybe will be. One day.
Bro's gotta lighten up a little first.
He watched Ivar drag his muzzle up the chick's back, and he tilted his head. He couldn't tell if this was his girl or not. If she was Ivar's, then no way no how. Goddess or not, that's his bro, man. Bros before hos and such, completely. He's all for that. If he weren't his brother, then maybe. Or even like a 3-bang. He could probably go for that or something. He never has but maybe it was only a matter of time.
That's his brother though, so.. No, though.
He lit back up, eager to show his loyalty to the only family he knows. "I wouldn't leave you, bro! You kiddin?? If you're here to stay then so am I! This is our jam. It's perfect, ain't it beautiful?" He turned the last question to Deiti, the lovely goddess on earth, grin wide. "Oh, hey, I'm Lochwood, by the way," he added with a wassup nod of his chin and a lift of his brows.
"Deiti," he repeated with a gleaming grin. "Not an angel at all, but a goddess!" He didn't bother to feign shock, look at her. He wasn't shocked. She had a body like a goddess and that was good enough for him. And those eyes, man. Weird but kinda cool, like glittery gems and all sparkly.
Heyyy! And then his brother was there and he grinned wider. "Fancy seeing you both here on my island," he'd said and Lochwood was prettyyyyy proud that he was still here, just saying. He could get sick and die and everything but here he was staying to be with his brother! That's a real friend, you know. They're real close. Or maybe will be. One day.
Bro's gotta lighten up a little first.
He watched Ivar drag his muzzle up the chick's back, and he tilted his head. He couldn't tell if this was his girl or not. If she was Ivar's, then no way no how. Goddess or not, that's his bro, man. Bros before hos and such, completely. He's all for that. If he weren't his brother, then maybe. Or even like a 3-bang. He could probably go for that or something. He never has but maybe it was only a matter of time.
That's his brother though, so.. No, though.
He lit back up, eager to show his loyalty to the only family he knows. "I wouldn't leave you, bro! You kiddin?? If you're here to stay then so am I! This is our jam. It's perfect, ain't it beautiful?" He turned the last question to Deiti, the lovely goddess on earth, grin wide. "Oh, hey, I'm Lochwood, by the way," he added with a wassup nod of his chin and a lift of his brows.
Lochwood
