our demons are all around us; rodrik

[Rodrik]

His initial existence came because of two others that shared something powerful and everlasting. Rodrik was created and shaped by the very being of love itself. It was not out of political alliances or selfish reasons, but the purest form of all that existed on this world. His parents loved flows through every fiber of his being. It imprinted into the very core of his heart, despite all the darkness that surrounded it. He was capable of showing loving emotions but so very protective of what he offered to those he loved. When he loves, he gives all of himself away. It was unlike of him to do so willingly and not even an act that would be shown so easily. Loving another was a the only selfless act he was capable of, raised to and believed in entirely. He knew one day such a love wound find him—just as it hand found his parents. But, never did he know, it would turn out to be like this. Rodrik has never shown such affection like this to anyone so openly. There had been such behavior with his parents and siblings, but nothing like this with another. This was the first time he insisted on it. The very heart of his craved for her touch and love for so long. He can feel her resistance at first. It was something he expected to likely happen with his bold actions. The devil knew the warrior woman was never so open about such things before. Brunhild was closed off and kept her playing cards hidden well. It was simply a game at first when he met her, but now he wishes more than ever for her to let it all go. There was nothing to be afraid of, he wanted to say. Rodrik wanted to promise her everything—his protection and her safety she would always have with him. He would do anything for her. Eventually, she does let it all come down. Every fiber in his body is lighted on fire as she explores his body. Her touch is more intoxicating than he imagined it ever would be. This forbidden fruit he has finally taken a taste of is sweeter than ever. He wants more—more of this very moment, more of her. She confesses she should have stayed. He growls softly at her, agreeing more than ever at her statement. “You will stay now,” he demands as he traces his muzzle along her neckline and to her cheek. He can feel the heat between them growing hotter. The intensified heat does not bother him though. Every moment in her touch was worth it. Rodrik feels her body pull away. A feeling of overwhelming worry catches his breath short. His heart drops into the pit of his stomach. His nutmeg eyes meet her own dark blazed gaze. “I never been in love but I think that this is it,” she confesses. His heart drops again, almost ready to explode from his chest. A smile grows across his lips quickly. It is a smile that often does not touch his lips, one that expresses the very feelings he is feeling now—love and happiness. “I thought I’d never hear that from you,” he says, “because I love you too.” He loved everything that made her who she was—every part that was good or bad.

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