walk that mile until the end starts; Wolfbane

[Wolfbane]

My dreams have all come true

Come on, now … by this point in their ever-strengthening relationship Wolfbane really shouldn’t find himself so surprised by her more ‘sultry’ demands. He should be expectant of her desires and needs, being her counterpart and all. Lepis was liquid fire that he drank in with his eyes, watching the contemplative shadows of her face turn into coy, sharp edges that made him swallow hard. How was it that only she could knock him off his game like this?

Softly, her lips come to rest on the rigid skin of his cheek. He melts under her touch, visibly sinking into the pressure without daring to blink or breath for fear of missing a single moment. It still seems so unreal - this passion they mutually share - powerful enough that she could demand just about anything right now and he’d gladly move heaven and earth to make it true. Pteron is all but forgotten, the poor boy, resting quietly beneath them. “A crown and another baby? What next, the moon?!” He toys quietly with his wife, though his tone suggests something altogether different.

He’s practically vibrating, yet motionless. Anticipation buzzes up from somewhere inside of him, the dark secret of his limitless affection thundering loudly in his ears. It was his heart, beating erratically and straining to connect with hers, longing for its other half. Wolfbane curls his short neck, letting the wide flare of his nose drag down the bowed arch of her throat until it comes to rest atop her breast. He lingers there, planting soft, wanton kisses overtop her criss-cross scars before he finally mutters, “Nothing would make me happier.”

She always managed to take him by surprise, and Wolfbane doubted he’d ever tire of that.

Like all good nightmares do

@[Lepis]