P a n g a e a
in the morning, i thought of you
i look out the window, i thought of you
Progress! The low rumble in his chest, as primal as that first night in the cave. It sent a shiver of desire down her spine, eager suddenly to feel that rumble breathed against her skin. Wondering if the touches would be soft and sweet, or desperate and possessive. Somewhere in between.
He stumbled over his words and her smiles starts to grow until something passed between elk and horse. Noor's reaction seemed to switch her stallion off again, his words found, despite the embarrassment. But still she could tell he had shut it down again, and she couldn't stop the pout, pulling away from the direct touch. But she doesn't give up the space.
She was doing beating around the bush. So she kept close enough for the occasionally brush of pelt on pelt as they walked, "It is getting late . . ." She agreednwith a soft pout, "And I am feeling tired . . . Let's hurry home, so you can put me to bed, yes?" Shw suggests, with that same slow, rumbling purr, her gaze cutting playfully to the stallion, her smile tantalizing now that the kid gloves where off. And in the comfort of home, she wouldn't even have to behave like she did out in public either.
"Speech"
Thoughts
@Gareth
Notes: <3
would you think about me
i thought about you
everything around me gets
coloted by you with familiar scent
