05-04-2017, 02:32 PM
do something about it
Our baby. Yes. Theirs. He watches the smile spreading those sweet lips of hers and lets it warm him. It doesn't even matter to him that Dov may or may not be a part of this, or so he tells himself now. This precious child would live and grow with them, beloved by them, and Zoryn would be damned to hell if he let anything happen badly to it. Not if there was ever a thing he could do about it. He had to look away from her as he spoke, not wanting to see the softness in her eyes nor for her to see the deep anger growing well inside his own. He has matters to attend to if Dovev indeed was going to be a continued part in their lives. This was his fault, his doing. And he would see to it that it didn't get any worse.
Later, though. After he has had plenty of time with his Dizzy. "Oh, Zor." Gods, his whispered nickname on her lips.. He turns back to her in answer, sliding amethyst-flecked brown eyes back to her face. She leans into him, and he welcomes the pressure of her against his chest once more, tilts his head to return her sweet kiss. Oh, how he aches to deepen it and take it further. He groans, a soft rumble of a sound- like distant thunder- savoring the warmth of her against him in every way. Too soon, though, she breaks her lips from his, but at least she does not break contact. Her cheek brushes along his and he can hear her soft inhalation of his scent, closes his eyes as shivers creep up his spine with her exhale. Mm, yes. He is hers, always and forever. If only it could be the same for her. But that is his fault. The cost of his own selfish actions. One he must pay, and oh precious, he will pay his dues. Cheek pressed to hers, he stares out over her body into the wood, eyes going hooded and glazed as he imagines--
She is speaking softly in his ear, pulling him back from the edge of darkness where the red beckons him beyond, and quieting the snarling beast in his mind until it is just a bundle of restless energy shrinking back into its dark little corner. Such power she holds, as she steps further into him and embraces him once more. Mm, her woodsy scent fills his nose until he is drunk with it, pressing his lips to the soft edge of her throat under the corner of her jaw. His teeth scrape there, a light pinch before he kisses and lets his tongue soothe the pain. "Yes, my love. Everything will work out." He purrs the words into her skin, lips traveling up to her ear and up to brush her hair from those beautiful brown eyes- warm like a cup of hot cocoa on a chilly night.
Peering into them from under lowered lashes, he smiles and kisses the bridge of her nose before moving down to her neck and shoulder, nuzzling and loving every bit of the way down to her belly where he caresses and places a warm kiss there again. "Precious, you will be." Just but a whisper against the flesh of the curve protecting the very thing they'd never once contemplated having. The thing he couldn't wait to see now. "Everything will be just fine." If it's the last thing I do, I will see to that. Beyond where Diz can see, his eyes go dark again, just for a moment, and then he closes them and sinks into her. Feeling his way to her back, he goes to rub her, massaging muscles that are surely aching from the extra weight. Up and down her back, caressing and kissing now and again. Working the knots and working to prove he could love her without having to be inside her.
Later, though. After he has had plenty of time with his Dizzy. "Oh, Zor." Gods, his whispered nickname on her lips.. He turns back to her in answer, sliding amethyst-flecked brown eyes back to her face. She leans into him, and he welcomes the pressure of her against his chest once more, tilts his head to return her sweet kiss. Oh, how he aches to deepen it and take it further. He groans, a soft rumble of a sound- like distant thunder- savoring the warmth of her against him in every way. Too soon, though, she breaks her lips from his, but at least she does not break contact. Her cheek brushes along his and he can hear her soft inhalation of his scent, closes his eyes as shivers creep up his spine with her exhale. Mm, yes. He is hers, always and forever. If only it could be the same for her. But that is his fault. The cost of his own selfish actions. One he must pay, and oh precious, he will pay his dues. Cheek pressed to hers, he stares out over her body into the wood, eyes going hooded and glazed as he imagines--
She is speaking softly in his ear, pulling him back from the edge of darkness where the red beckons him beyond, and quieting the snarling beast in his mind until it is just a bundle of restless energy shrinking back into its dark little corner. Such power she holds, as she steps further into him and embraces him once more. Mm, her woodsy scent fills his nose until he is drunk with it, pressing his lips to the soft edge of her throat under the corner of her jaw. His teeth scrape there, a light pinch before he kisses and lets his tongue soothe the pain. "Yes, my love. Everything will work out." He purrs the words into her skin, lips traveling up to her ear and up to brush her hair from those beautiful brown eyes- warm like a cup of hot cocoa on a chilly night.
Peering into them from under lowered lashes, he smiles and kisses the bridge of her nose before moving down to her neck and shoulder, nuzzling and loving every bit of the way down to her belly where he caresses and places a warm kiss there again. "Precious, you will be." Just but a whisper against the flesh of the curve protecting the very thing they'd never once contemplated having. The thing he couldn't wait to see now. "Everything will be just fine." If it's the last thing I do, I will see to that. Beyond where Diz can see, his eyes go dark again, just for a moment, and then he closes them and sinks into her. Feeling his way to her back, he goes to rub her, massaging muscles that are surely aching from the extra weight. Up and down her back, caressing and kissing now and again. Working the knots and working to prove he could love her without having to be inside her.
