Devilwing~
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"Kukulcan: Small purple wolf with kickass power. Noun."
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Post by Devilwing~ on Jul 21, 2009 15:40:50 GMT -5
Max lays his head back down after a moment, his hand moving a little when she grabs it, so he can clutch it more easily. His eyes slide shut in a relaxed way, since there's no point in him keeping them open and his mouth stays curved upwards in a faint, contented smile.
"Ahh.. Good. I don't really feel like getting up, at the moment."
The sun was stronger now, it being almost midday; the heat is making him sleepy, while when she shuffles closer, his heart beats erratically and his cheeks flush a little. He can smell her, too. While he smells of soap and lavender clothes conditioner, she smells much more subtly of some soft fragrance and he smiles more from the scent of it.
"I will.. as often as I can. My parents are a little protective, at times. I understand why."
His free arm, the one not holding her hand, slowly moves towards her and slides around her in a chaste, innocent hug, rubbing her back as he feels her shivering.
"Are you cold? I think it's pretty warm up here, but then again, I've always been quite immune to the cold."
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Post by The.Lady.Inky on Jul 22, 2009 11:47:08 GMT -5
Milly lightly placed her head on his chest and sighed. She was always cold, there was no avoiding it. her skin tingled with every movement of his. She felt his hand rubbing her back slowly and closed her eyes. The breeze chilled her in places the sun did not hit and she shivered once more.
"I can understand them being protective. If my father was still alive he would be the same." She mused lightly. She frowned then, thinking of her dad. She swallowed her sadness and decided it was over, no reason to let it linger. She began tracing a finger over the dragon on his shirt lightly. His shirt was warm and it felt good on her face. She nuzzled his chest and slowly breathed in his scent.
"I am a bit cold, not as much now." She smiled, her eyes still closed. He felt so warm, that she couldn't help but want to be as close as she could. She opened her eyes a tad and looked at his face. His eyes were closed too. She smiled brighter at the thought of him enjoying himself. This is perfect..
"I might just have to stay here longer then I planned.." She said lightly. Opening her eyes again to see what his reaction was.
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Devilwing~
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"Kukulcan: Small purple wolf with kickass power. Noun."
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Post by Devilwing~ on Jul 29, 2009 8:18:28 GMT -5
Max flushes a little, when she places her head on his chest, but keeps rubbing her back very gently. Feeling the soft breeze on his face, he lifts it to the sun and 'looks' upwards, though of course he sees nothing. He can smell the grass in the wind, and the wild flowers, yet he's more preoccupied with the scent of her perfume.
"I'm sorry.. Did your father pass away recently?" He asks quietly, feeling a little guilty for bringing the topic of parents up. He spends a lot of time complaining about his parents, he realises, and there's plenty other things he could be talking about that aren't so annoying.
Feeling her nuzzle into him, and her fingers trace the slightly raised pattern of the dragon that he cannot see, he sighs and lays his head back against the grass, his messy brown hair like a halo for his head.
"I don't really want to leave. I've got nothing else to do for the rest of the day, and you're the nicest person I've met in this godforsaken town..."
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