Dolly was walking through the woods, very early in the morning. She did return home, but it was very brief. She just couldn't stand the thought of facing Dylan again, as she was still hurting within her beating heart.
She felt Domino's words replay in her head.
Domino had mocked her internal turmoil and it was enough to make Dolly want to have a meltdown.
However, she was still strong enough to try to figure out her own feelings, and just hate Domino.
Dylan wasn't the one at fault. Domino was.
…. And that fact alone drove her.
Within in the woods was a large river, and a small park. Within this small park was the wild gang.
She was on the search for this gang. Dylan and Dolly knew this group for a good long while now.
Sure, it was a small group of wild creatures, but to Dolly and her family, they were a kind and good hearted group of stray animals.
Dolly was in the middle of the park now. She kept her head low as tried to ignore her stomach. She hadn't even eaten anything that morning. She was so focused on avoiding Dylan to really focus on herself.
She kept thinking about the night before and of Dylan. She began to wish she hadn't ran from him last night. She just didn't know what was right and what was wrong anymore.
She just needed to find the answers….
She needed someone else's opinion….
Not a family member, or one of the street dogs' opinions….
An opinion from a friend…..
From someone who wouldn't judge them too harshly…
From someone who actually cares…..
Dolly still had her head down. She was becoming depressed and sad. Last night had put a toll on her emotions. She was still so confused.
She just wished… that things were easy…
"Yo! Dolly! Over here!
Dolly's head perked up slowly. She took a quick look around, searching for the voice. She looked around shortly, before her eyes brought her to a large cottonwood tree.
By this cottonwood tree, was the gang of wild creatures that she had come to know as her close friends. They were all hanging around the tree, doing nothing in particular.
Dolly inhaled slowly as she slowly approached them.
Dolly could see three of them.
There was Sid the squirrel, a nut carved squirrel that was always crazy about any sort of nut.
There was also Big Fee, a quiet, but large rat that always hung round the group.
Then there was Fergus, an average sized fox with black paws. He saw Dolly and he smiled shortly, revealing a single large golden tooth.
Dolly soon walked up to them, seeming quite nervous.
"O-Oh, hey guys…. I was just.." Dolly started to great before she felt her nerves take over. "... looking for you guys…."
Fergus smiled at this before he used his hind legs to scratch the bottom of his chin. He got up to move closer to the female dalmatian.
He had this great smile that seemed to put Dolly at ease.
"Hey! Good morning! That's cool but uh…" Fergus started to greet, but a thought made him wonder. Sid and Big Fee approached as well. Fergus took a small look around, before turning his attention back to Dolly. "Isn't it a bit early for you to be out here….?"
Dolly didn't quite catch on to what he meant, but she could feel the lingering guilt settling in before she knew why.
"Don't you and Dylan usually take care of your younger siblings this early?" Fergus asked calmly, seeming to be in a great mood. Dolly wanted to take a step back, but she tried to be confident around her friends, but that proved to be very difficult.
She just simply looked away.
"... D-Dylan…. has it covered…." Dolly told him, Fergus could see that something was bothering her. "And well…. I just….. have a lot on my …. mind….."
Fergus turned to exchange a small glance with his fellow wild strays. He let himself smile again, and he turned to Dolly with a soft and welcoming expression.
"Wanna talk about it….? Fergus offered. Dolly nodded shortly after. She moved herself to the large cottonwood tree. She leaned her back on it.
She watched as Fergus, Big Fee, and Sid gathered around her. This made Dolly take in a deep and shaky sigh.
"This….. isn't like….. easy for me to talk about…" Dolly warned as she slowly stroked her arm nervously. Fergus was kind enough to lift a paw in a soft and gentle way..
"Take your time …. And if you truly don't want to talk about it…. we really don't have to.…" Fergus assured. Dolly let herself shyly smile, before it faded away slowly.
Dolly shook her head.
"N-No … I need….. to ask you guys…. your opinion about…" Dolly twirled her arm nervously. "... about uh….. this…."
Fergus smiled softly as he slowly laid down near her. He took in a small, but confident sigh. He pressed his paw on the root of the tree.
"Okay …. then just take a moment….. gather your thoughts…. and when you're ready….. ask us what you need to ask us….." Fergus explained in a calm, and collected way. Dolly was indeed becoming calmer by this. She was glad she was going to ask their opinion out of everyone else's.
Dolly closed her eyes, and she let herself smile. She took a moment to let her mind settle.
There was a moment of silence.
Soon enough, Dolly spoke, keeping her eyes closed.
"Okay…" Dolly whispered, before she opened up her eyes and looked at the others.
"I'm…. in love with someone…."
"Oh..?" Big Fee sounded upon hearing the news.
"Is that it?" Sid asked, uninterested. Sid wasn't really excited so he didn't say much.
However, Fergus seemed to be happy to hear that from his friend.
"Oh! Good deal, Dolly!" Fergus said to Dolly, sounding excited. However, this made Dolly want to sink into the bark of the tree.
"If it was only a…. " Dolly made a couple of air quotations. "... 'good deal'..."
Dolly sat up straighter, even though she kept her head lowered.
"Well! Who's the boy? Do we know him?" Fergus asked, seeming a bit too excited. Big Fee crossed her arms slowly.
"And…. What's the real issue Dolly?" Big Fee asked her slowly.
Dolly could feel her butterflies tie up her stomach into a bunch of knots. She rubbed her arm very nervously.
She started to feel really uncomfortable.
"The issue is….. Mmmm!" Dolly rubbed her arm so much that they could tell that she was fighting against herself.
"I….. can't tell you who it is….!"
Everyone looked at her, confused. Fergus tilted his head.
"But why can't you tell us?" Fergus questioned quickly. The three of them kept their eyes locked on Dolly. She couldn't bear the thought of looking back at them.
Dolly felt the need to back away from this conversation, but she was backed against the cottonwood already. She leaned fully back instead, and she looked away; ashamed of herself.
"Because….."
Everyone waited for Dolly to speak, but she hesitated, causing everyone to wait in her silence.
After a bit, she let out a sad and defeated sigh. She clenched her eyes shut.
"... If …. Anyone found out who I'm in love with…" Dolly opened her eyes slowly, for she felt her sad and painful guilt reappear. "... I would….. be considered a freak…. A weirdo…or- or….. a monster….."
Fergus exchanged concerned looks with his two friends, even Sid the squirrel looked a bit concerned. Dolly closed her eyes and waited.
She waited for a bit for this wild gang to collect their thoughts.
Fergus eventually turned slowly.
"... And what would make you think that they would…..?" Fergus tried to question, but Dolly flipped her head towards him harshly, causing him to stop in his tracks.
"Because they would!" Dolly lashed out, almost too angrily. Dolly then let out a whine as she turned and laid on her belly, onto the tree root. "Oooo! I don't know what to do….. !"
The gang watched her as she began to cry.
"What does it matter if he feels the same way…..?" Dolly cried out. Fergus' ears perked up a bit upon hearing this. "E-E-Everyone will hate us! They'll make fun of us…! They could even run us out of town…."
Fergus sat up. He stared at her. Dolly began to sob a bit. He felt bad, but he was beginning to have a curious thought.
He tried to step forward, but he did it so slowly, he wasn't noticed.
"So this… Guy, you're in love with….." Fergus started to ask, trying to regain her attention. "He….. uh…. He loves you back?"
This made Dolly's sobbing slow down. She barely even turned. She let out a few more sobs.
"... 'Sob' …. Y-Yeah….. H-H-He does …." Dolly managed to answer through her sobs.
Fergus slowly let himself smile empathetically. He slowly shook his head.
"If you are in love with this guy …. And he loves you back….." Fergus started to explain. "... Then you shouldn't….. like... care about what other people think….. What they think shouldn't matter…."
This thought made Dolly panic slightly more as she thought about it. She tried to wipe her eyes hard.
"B-B-But what about my parents!?" Dolly asked in great panic. She rubbed her eyes harder. "They'll-They'll hate me! They would be sooo disappointed….!"
Fergus' ears folded back. He looked around, as if he were looking for the answers. He lightly stepped closer, and Dolly even noticed this time.
"Oh, come now Dolly….." Fergus softly spoke, sounding as if everything was going to be just fine. "They're your parents! … I'm sure they'll understand….."
Dolly shook her head with fright amongst her expression.
"B-B-But, they won't!" Dolly objected in great panic. Fergus, however, put up a paw and he spoke with his calmest voice.
"Okay….. Okay…." Fergus tried to sooth gently. "So maybe….. they wouldn't understand…."
He slowly stepped forward, and he rested his shoulder on the tree trunk, as he smiled at his depressed friend.
"But…. They are your parents….." Fergus reminded Dolly, before he shook his head softly. "... And it's not like….. they'll stop loving you… I'm positive they'll always love you….."
This slowed down Dolly's depression. Her heart started to slow down and she could feel her tears begin to calm down as well.
She looked towards the ground, letting a couple of sobs escape.
"... You …. You really… think so…?" Dolly asked very quietly. Fergus didn't know how to answer, so he just slowly shrugged.
"Your parents deeply love you guys….." Fergus told her as he gently let down his shrug. "... I don't think that'll change very easily….."
Dolly laid there, trying to gather her thoughts and regain control over her very raw emotions. She felt her breath become quite shaky.
She looked down. The wild animals politely waited for the upset dalmatian.
She began to wonder…..
…. Could everything work out?
… Was it possible?
Eventually, Dolly sat up straighter. Fergus and the others watched her carefully. Dolly was still deep in thought.
She didn't know how to feel anymore…..
Then Dylan appeared in her mind….
She saw his smile….
That confident glare he's been using recently…
His ….. everything….
How did he feel about all of this…?
She needed to know what he was feeling…..
Dolly got up. Fergus could tell she was still deep in thought. She stood there for a moment, before she smiled and turned to her wild friends.
"Thanks guys….. really…."
Fergus lost his smile, but he tried to recoil and smile back.
"O-Oh…. No uh …. No problem…." Fergus nervously replied. Dolly slowly made her way past them.
….. Then she took off running.
She began to growl at herself.
"You idiot! How could you leave him behind like that!?" Dolly asked herself angrily. She was sprinting really hard.
She just wanted to talk to him again….
… And make this right …..
In one of the many rooms in the house on dalmatian street was Dylan. He was lying in the dark, on his side as he faced the wall. He wasn't asleep, for it was still in the middle of the day.
However, ….. Dylan had no intention of facing the day. He has been depressed all day and he was still very, very upset on how the night ended….
He had her….
She liked him too….
They were almost together….
And Domino had to go and ruin it all!
Dylan was filled with bitter hate. He was sad, and angry at himself. He felt like he had failed Dolly. He just couldn't get the night before out of his head.
The pain he had felt in the previous night was too fresh….
Too new….
Dylan curled himself deeper into position. He tried not to cry, but every now and then he couldn't help but to release a tear or two.
Why did Domino have to laugh at them….
Why couldn't he stick up for Dolly better….
Why couldn't they….. be together…
Dylan felt like everything was against him all of a sudden. Every inch of happiness that Dylan had enjoyed during the festival was stripped away in a manner of minutes.
Dylan clenched his eyes shut, trying to not hate himself.
But how could he….?
Domino and his gang had destroyed his confidence, his bravery…..
His chances with Dolly …
"Dylan….?"
Dylan didn't move. He didn't turn. He didn't have to. He knew who it was…
It was Dawkin. He had slowly peered into the room. He saw how defeated his big brother seemed to be. Dawkin was a bit concerned.
Dylan had not spoken a word to anyone since he had returned home. He knew Dolly had made it home safely as well.
However, when Dylan tried to approach her during the morning, Dolly had avoided him and she left the house, leaving Dylan on pup duty.
Dylan had fed the pups, did his chores, and quickly escaped to his own private sorrow.
Dawkin walked in slowly, making sure to close the door behind him. He slowly approached the lamp that was on the other end of the room, which was next to Dylan.
"...D-... Dylan?" Dawkin called again, sounding quiet, and very worried for his brother.
He clicked the switch and the lamp turned on. Dawkin was peering over at Dylan, who still didn't bother to give his little brother his attention.
"Are….. you okay?" Dawkin asked, as he tried to move a bit closer to Dylan's bed. "How….. How was last night?"
Dylan's stomach clenched to the question.
How was last night?
What was he supposed to tell him?
That it was amazing?
That Dolly actually likes him?
That it was ruined by street dogs?
Not knowing what to say. Dylan just curled his head deeper into his position.
Dawkin fell silent. He was a bit confused. He had assumed from what Da Vinci told him; that Dylan should have had a good night…..
Did Dolly reject him….?
"Is… Is this about Dolly?" Dawkin asked, feeling a nervous cold chill down his vein. Dylan didn't shift, but he seemed to respond with the pace of his breathing.
"... S-Sort of…." Dylan whispered, sounding really sad. Dawkins' ears fell lower. He started to feel bad for his brother. His eyes seemed to search the carpet for answers.
"... Did you tell her….. about…. ya know….." Dawkin started to nervously ask. He felt his voice get a tiny bit shaky. "About… your…. your f-... feeling's?"
Dawkin wasn't surprised when Dylan failed to answer at first. There was a silence that followed. Although Dawkin was patient, the silence was only making him feel even more concerned and worried.
"Dylan….?" Dawkin called, but much quieter this time.
Dylan shifted his body. He wasn't wanting to answer, he was ashamed.
….. But he knew that Dawkin wouldn't budge or stop pressing the issue, so he felt like there wasn't too much of a choice.
"Y-Yeah…." Dylan finally answered. This made Dawkin fear the worse for Dylan's emotional state.
Dawkin felt his gaze lower to the floor again. He felt like his was about to tread into a very sensitive subject for Dylan.
"Oh… I-... I see…." Dawkin nervously responded. He was finding it hard to look over at his brother, even though Dylan was still facing the wall. "Then….. she uh… she rejected you….?"
Another silence loomed. Dawkin waited patiently. However, Dawkin assumed his brother was unsurprisingly rejected. Dawkin let his head fall a little lower.
"No….. She didn't…." Dylan told him with a very sad voice. This caused Dawkins's head to perk straight back up. His eyes widened.
"Wait! S-She didn't?" Dawkin repeated in utter surprise. This only added to his confusion. He stepped closer. "Then…. Then what happened!? ….. W-What did she say?"
Dylan finally lifted himself up. He still didn't turn to Dawkin. He rolled over and he laid on his stomach. He stared at the corner of the room.
Dawkin waited for a proper answer, but Dylan didn't answer. Dawkin tried to step to the side to regain his attention.
"But wait…. If you told her your feelings and she didn't reject you….." Dawkin started to analyze. "... Then why do you seem so… depressed!?"
Dylan grunted a bit. Dawkin could barely make out his expression, but he seemed mad.
"... Look….. I….. just don't want to talk about it…. Okay?" Dylan told Dawkin, sounding upset and angry. Dawkin stared at him, almost nervously.
Dawkin walked around the bed so that Dylan could see him. Dylan looked away as Dawkin lifted himself halfway up the bed.
"But….. " Dawkin said, wanting to push the issue. "... I'm like the only pup you can actually talk to about this….."
"... Doesn't mean I have to…." Dylan remarked back. Dawkin's head lowered in a sad way.
They fell silent. After a small moment, Dawkins's worries were only growing.
"But…. I care about you…." Dawkin reminded Dylan in a sad, and quiet voice. Dylan's angered expression softened.
There was another small silence.
"I know….."
Dylan looked at Dawkin without turning his head. He looked down, then back at his younger brother. He started to feel guilty.
Dylan lifted up his head, keeping his gaze to the sheets of the bed.
Dawkin was watching him patiently. The two remained silent as Dylan attempted to gather his thoughts.
"Well…." Dylan began. Dawkin lifted his head a bit to listen. Dylan took in a very sad deep breath. "... It was actually a really wonderful night…."
Dawkin nodded slowly, allowing Dylan to gather more of his composer. Dylan looked away with a very sad smile.
"It was the best night of my life….. or at least… it …. was …" Dylan added trying to not sound so depressed.
"Yeah….?" Dawkin replied, allowing Dylan to know he was listening well.
Dylan seemed to draw his gaze towards the side of his bed.
"... Dolly and I…. We eventually did talk….. We were alone…. The moment felt right….. and I confessed my feelings to her." Dylan explained, describing just some of the the details.
"And….. What did she say…? H-How did she react….?" Dawkin asked, eager to know. This made Dylan look up, with a very sad, and disappointed expression. He tried to smile, but his heart wasn't in it.
"She….. feels the same way I do….." Dylan told him, only feeling a small amount of joy of that fact. It was unfortunate, however, that this feeling was replaced with sorrow and that hopeless feeling when Dylan couldn't end the night happily, with Dolly…
Dawkin looked down, to ponder this information. However, this left him with only more questions. He lifted his head up.
"T-Then….. W-What happened?" Dawkin asked, wanting Dylan to continue his story.
Dylan looked down again, with an expression of deep in anger.
"We…. we're allowing ourselves to get closer to one another…but…" Dylan started to continue, but his sadness and his anger started to resurface. Dylan bared his teeth in anger.
"... But then…. That street dog gang showed up….." Dylan growled under his breath. He clenched the bed sheets tightly. Dawkin eyes widen, he seemed to hide a bit, using the bed to crouch into a fearful expression.
"Oh man…." Dawkin gasped quietly. He lifted him back up. "Th-They didn't hurt you two? Did they?"
Dylan seemed to harden his depressed expression. He looked away again.
"They…. caught on to what me and Dolly were doing there together….. " Dylan started to say, but his voice was beginning to crack. "... And…. they made us feel like…. fools…. He…. laughed at us…... He made Dolly cry…"
Dawkin's expression was becoming sad. He started to feel very empathetic for his eldest siblings.
Dylan felt his ears dangle a bit, and it shadowed his depressed expression.
"Dolly ran….. I-I- I tried to follow….." Dylan continued, even though Dawkin could hear how hard it was for his brother to go through this conversation. It was almost like he began to sob or shake through his words. "... But…. They-They stopped me… I got pushed down a ditch….. a-a-and…. they made me feel so much like a fool…"
Dylan put his head down and he put a paw over his snout.
"In the end….. Our night was ruined….. a-a-and I couldn't protect Dolly….."
Dylan started to shake in sadness as the fresh memories of those events had begun clouding his heart all over again. Dawkin watched Dylan almost cry in silence. There wasn't much Dawkin could say.
After a moment, Dawkin crossed his arms and closed his eyes. Dylan didn't even notice that Dawkin started to walk a bit away.
Dylan hated this….
He felt so weak…..
He only wished things could have ended differently….
After a moment, Dylan heard Dawkin's voice.
"So….. what? Is that it?"
Dylan uncovered his eyes. He slowly lifted his head.
"W-What?"
Dawkin was sitting in the middle of the room with his arms still crossed. He turned his head to Dylan slowly.
"Look, Dylan…. I may not approve of your feelings….." Dawkin started to reinstate before he turned around with a very serious expression. "But….. Is that it? Is that really all the fight you have left!?"
Dylan stared at him. His expression was both serious and surprising. Dawkin had never acted this way…
"Dawkin…. They…."
Dawkin rolled his eyes. He then got up and he jabbed a finger towards Dylan's.
"I told you how I felt! I told you that I didn't like this idea of you- you…. and Dolly! Liking each other this way!" Dawkin started to lecture harshly. Dylan's ears dropped a bit. Dylan's expression looked upset as Dawkin continued. "But no! You pressed on and on! You fought for her! You didn't listen to me at all! You didn't take my warnings or my concerns! You ignored me!"
Dawkin angrily marched closer. Dylan started to feel bad. He wondered if Dawkin had been right all along.
"You refused to listen to your very own brother!" Dawkin yelled out angrily. Dylan let his gaze fall.
"Dawkin…. I…."
"So if you're not going to listen to your own brother….." Dawkin crossed his arms. "Why in the world… Are you listening to those mutts for!?"
Dylan eyes opened a bit more. That last line had a different meaning. He had to take a moment to examine Dawkins's expression. He looked mad…. but…..
"Why are you listening to people, who don't even care about you or Dolly!" Dawkin repeated in a different way. Dylan's mouth opened to speak, but he didn't think of any words to respond with.
"They're nothing but a bunch of bullies! Hoodlums! Mutts!" Dawkin continued to explain angrily. Dylan started to realize that Dawkins's anger wasn't because of his desire to have a relationship with Dolly. Dawkin was clenching his paws tightly. "Allowing them to affect your life like that…. You're way better than that!"
Dylan actually didn't know what to say. Dawkin might be showing signs of anger and disapproval…
But he really did care for Dylan's feelings….
Dylan tried to reply, but he struggled to find the word's…..
"... I….. uh….." Dylan began to stutter. He felt his eyes searching around for his thoughts. "... What … do you think….. I should….. do…?"
Dawkin didn't answer him at first. Dylan looked upon his younger, but wise brother for answers. They stared at each other for a moment.
Dawkin eventually broke the stare by rolling his eyes. He looked towards the ground. He shook his head slowly.
"Look…. I still don't approve…" Dawkin admitted slowly. He then took in a large sigh. He then looked back at Dylan. "But…. If I were you…. And just as stubborn and…."
He had to pause to twirl his paw, looking for the right word.
"... Love stuck….." Dawkin continued. He put his paws down. "... I would….. talk to someone who cares about you….. instead of letting some street mutts affect your life…"
Dylan looked away, trying to think what that meant.
Dawkin was becoming frustrated and he used his paw to pinch a bit of skin in-between his muzzle.
"I can't believe I'm about to say this…." Dawkin mumbled under his frustrated breath. "... Why don't you try….. talking to Dolly?"
Dylan shifted a bit. He was deep in thought about that.
"I would, but… I think she started avoiding me….." Dylan explained. He was trying not to lose hope, but it was becoming more and more difficult. "... She hasn't spoken a word to me since…. last night…."
Dawkin let himself shrug.
"She won't ignore you forever…." Dawkin promised. That was when he got up and he started to walk towards the door.
Dylan looked down. He felt like his spirit was returning, but he was still very afraid. He still wasn't sure what he should say to her, or if he should continue to follow his heart.
He was so confused…
Dylan lifted up his head..
"Da-Dawkin…?" Dylan called as Dawkin was opening the door to leave his room. His younger brother turned.
"Yeah…?"
Dylan let out a small sigh.
"... Thanks …"
Dawkin smiled, even though he rolled his eyes. He turned to leave once again.
"I just hate seeing one of my brothers upset….." Dawkin explained before leaving the room. "Be sure to get something to eat…. Don't think I didn't notice…."
After his brother left the room, Dylan stared the door for a long moment before Dylan looked down to think.
Many thoughts began appearing in his head. Dylan wasn't too confident about approaching Dolly.
However…..
Dawkin was right about one thing….
If Domino was going to play his games…..
Dylan was going to win….
He won't let Dolly get hurt again….
Only he could protect her…..
He just had to believe in that…
Dolly had finally returned to their home an hour later. She stopped by the sidewalk and peered up at the house.
She took a deep breath before she turned to the door and she approached it.
She used her paw to open the door and she slowly made her way inside. Upon opening the door she heard the blissful joy of her many siblings.
There were many pups playing near the entrance of the house. This made Dolly's spirit lift up quite a bit. She even almost smiled to the joy all her young siblings were having.
She was watching them for a moment, but her attention was drawn to the stairs. She had seen Dylan come around the corner of the hall, just above the stairs.
Dylan had his head a bit low. However, Dylan's eyes widened when he saw her. He stopped and he stood straight.
The two of them couldn't help, but to awkwardly stare at each other for a moment.
The two felt odd. The two wanted to talk to one another.
There was a small silence between them as the pups were playing.
Dolly stepped forward, and she felt like she needed to make the first approach, to make Dylan feel at ease, however right as she stepped forward, she nearly kicked a pup.
"Woah!" Diggs, the pup that likes to dig, barely managed to slide under her lifted paw, and a trail of dirt slid with him as he slid into the next room.
Slowly, both Dylan and Dolly eyed all the puppies that were running amok.
Dylan sighed a bit. He knew this wasn't exactly the right place to approach Dolly for what he wanted to talk to her about.
Dolly smiled at Dylan. Dylan tilted his head slowly.
"Dolly's home! Dolly's home!" The pups seemed to cheer. Dolly turned and she almost gasped in a burst of laughter as a flood of furry puppies tackled her with love and affection.
"W-Woah!"
Dylan couldn't help but to smile as he watched Dolly get smothered by the love of their many, many siblings.
"Woah! Hey! That tickles! Ahaha!" Dolly laughed and giggled as she tried to withstand the weight and love the pups were delivering to her affectionately.
This made Dylan smile, and made him feel a lot better. It made him happy to see her smile again.
Dylan took his time to descend the stairs. Once he finally made it to the pile of puppies, Dolly sweetly laughed as she emerged from the fluffy pile of affection.
Her laughter did slow down to a stop, for she looked to the side of her and she saw that Dylan was giving her a small, shy, and very nervous smile.
Her smile shortly faded. The two knew they couldn't talk about what they wanted to talk about.
So the two just sat there, awkwardly staring at one at another. It was almost as if they were having a private conversation by just using their eyes.
Dolly eventually looked down shyly. She started to feel guilty for leaving Dylan behind during those final moments of the night. Dylan could tell she was struggling to smile. Dolly seemed to bite her lips slowly.
"Are you hungry….?" Dylan eventually asked her. Dolly's head perked back up. She didn't know what to say.
She was feeling her heart throb all over again. Although their night was ultimately ruined, Dolly still had that same raw emotional passion that ran through her feelings…
"Dylan …. I…." Dolly started to say without realizing, however, one of the smaller pup hopped up with blissful joy, trailing her out of her thoughts.
"Hey! I'm hungry!"
"Yeah! Me too!"
"Me three!"
"Don't forget me!"
Dylan felt his smile grow a bit. Dolly looked around the pups slowly, trying to smile
Dylan let out a small laugh. He shook his head. He turned.
"I suppose I could give you guys another helping of food…. " Dylan told them with a soft voice. He looked back at Dolly. He gestured towards the kitchen. "C'mon,… let's go get some kibble…."
"Y-Yeah…." Dolly agreed with a nod. She watched Dylan slowly lead the way to the kitchen. All the pups left Dolly's side. She watched all the pups enter the kitchen as well.
Dolly sat there for a moment. She could feel her heart throb and throb. So much do, that she slowly felt her chest with her paw. She could feel her heart pulse really hard.
Yup….
She still felt the same way about him….
She knew that most likely that may never change….
Dolly felt herself blush as she looked back towards the kitchen
Dolly took a deep breath and she slowly got up and entered the kitchen as well.
Dylan was passing around dog bowls of kibble to the many, many pups. Dolly was watching Dylan take care of the pups so well.
….. And from what Dolly could tell…
Dylan was enjoying the labor
Dylan seemed to enjoy taking care of his family. This was something that began to draw Dolly in. She found it very attractive….
She loved his caring attitude…
The soothing voice he gave to the very young pups….
The love he shared…..
Dolly couldn't help but to blush. Dylan looked over. Dolly seemed to panic with shyness and she couldn't help but to smile. She tried to look away.
Dylan stared for a moment. He began to wonder what was on her mind. He could see her shy smile. It made him curious.
Eventually, Dylan grabbed a bowl using his mouth. Dolly looked back over, and saw Dylan was approaching her. She couldn't help but to grip her own arm…..
Dylan stopped next to her. He slowly put the bowl down next to her.
"And…. Uh…. Here's yours….." Dylan served her slowly. Dylan stood straight and looked at Dolly. Dolly was blushing and she seemed to be a bit nervous. As she held her arm she slowly looked downward shyly.
"T-Thanks….."
"You're…. Uh…. Welcome…" Dylan responded, trying to act a bit normal, even though he could feel his heart trying to escape his chest.
Dylan and Dolly started to get lost in their own thoughts as the two found themselves staring into each other's eyes once again.
Dylan opened his mouth to say something to her, but he heard someone else's voice.
"Hey! Dylan!"
Dylan and Dolly looked over Dylan's shoulder. It was Dawkin. He sitting next to Da Vinci. Dawkin and Da Vinci both had their bowls in front of them, but Dawkin slowly revealed a third bowl he slid it to an empty space near them.
"I know you haven't eaten anything all day…." Dawkin reminded. Dylan started at the bowl for a small moment. "Eat up…."
Dylan felt his stomach growl, but then he looked back at Dolly. He really wanted to squeeze in time to talk to her. It was as if his stomach and heart were having an argument.
He found himself looking back and forth between his food and Dolly. Dolly found this kind of funny and silly, she let out a small giggle.
"You should go eat…." Dolly insisted, Dylan turned to her. She gave him a soft smile. Dylan didn't want to leave her side, but he knew was overthinking this.
He looked down, he tried to smile, but he knew he was a bit disappointed.
He wasn't being patient at all. He just wanted to talk to her. He felt that need and he knew that he would continue to feel this way until he got his chance to talk to her,
He walked over and he sat down next to his bowl. Dylan and Dolly looked at each other again, before they leaned down to eat.
It was quiet as all the pups ate happily. They were all wagging their tails.
Dylan and Dolly were the ones who were eating the slowest. Their minds were not on food. The two couldn't help but to keep glancing at one another.
Dylan didn't know it, but Dolly was wanting to talk to him as well. The two way for a small moment. Then, they peered over at one another again.
After a minute or two, when Dylan took another glance, Dolly was glancing over as well. That was when he saw Dolly scoot her bowl over a tiny bit, just enough to not get noticed.
This made Dylan smile a tiny bit. He looked around to see if anyone was watching them. No one was paying attention, so he none noticed anything.
Dolly felt her heart throb. She wanted to get even closer. She looked at Da Vinci, and she jumped when she saw her staring at her.
Da Vinci, however, had a smile. She rolled her eyes with a small giggle, as she turned to Dawkin.
"So! Dawkin, is that a new collar?" Da Vinci surprisingly chimed, making Dolly blink. Dawkin seemed to jump in joy, as it was a new collar he had just made.
Dolly wagged her tail, and used this chance to get even closer to Dylan.
Dylan and Dolly felt their hearts racing as they were once again, for the first since last night, side by side.
Dolly just stared at her food, as being around her other brother and sisters made her face flushed with embarrassment.
Dylan smiled and went down for his food, knowing why she was embarrassed. He giggled and talked.
"You know, your food might get cold." Dylan mumbled in the coolest way he could muster. Dolly blushed more, and she felt her heart thump.
How could he do that? Act so cool, when their hearts were racing a marathon. She knew that Dylan must have felt this way too. Trying not to blush too hard, Dolly slowly went for her food.
Eventually, when the pups were already full, and Dolly and Dylan weren't hungry anymore, the family slowly went over towards the living room.
Dolly felt nervous. She wanted to get this talk over with, as her heart was beating heavy with desire.
Dylan felt the exact same. The two of them couldn't help but to feel light with butterflies. The two might know that they're in love with one another, however, their thoughts were tangled with thoughts and feelings that fought against their desires.
They both wanted this to work…
The two wanted to fix the things that Domino had shattered between them.
They just had to wait for the right time….
Even though the two of them were becoming increasingly inpatient as time went on….
….. And time just wasn't passing by fast enough….
Almost the entire family went into the living room to find themselves a comfortable spot in the living room. It was about to be late in the afternoon, so most of the pups grew tired and nearly all of them had found a comfortable spot to sleep.
Dolly managed to claim a spot on the couch. Dylan was the last dog to enter the living room.
Dylan had stayed behind to clean up the bowls. Dolly asked if she could help him, but Dylan had declined her offer and allowed her to merely relax.
When Dylan did make it to the living room with everyone else. He scanned the room for any empty spot to relax.
The room was filled with puppies.
He saw Dolly had claimed a spot on the couch. They saw each other pretty quickly. Their hearts started to beat rapidly once again when they caught each other's stare. For a moment, they seemed to freeze into place.
….. While their hearts pounded in their chests.
Dylan soon broke free from his own spell. He turned his head slowly, looking for a spot. However, it was really hard to find a decent spot when the room was filled with nearly a hundred puppies.
Dylan continued to scan the room, until eventually he had found a spot near one of the walls furthest from the couch. Dylan took a small breath and he walked over there, and some of his brothers and sisters all let out happy barks as they scooted over for the eldest brother.
Dylan laid slowly down. He tried to get comfortable and laid his head down.
….. But it wasn't for long.
As soon as everybody seemed to settle down, Dylan lifted up his head and gazed over to the couch.
He could see Dolly's head resting on the arm chair, in such a way, so she could see Dylan with the corner of her eye.
She was staring over towards him as well and it didn't take long at all for the two to realize that….
Just knowing the mere fact that neither one of them couldn't keep their eyes off each other, made their hearts soar with desire.
The two tried to make it not so obvious to the other pups in the room that Dylan and Dolly were knowingly eyeing one another.
Dylan could from time to time see Dolly lift up her head to get a better view of Dylan.
…. And Dolly could from time to time see Dylan lift up his head high enough to get a better view of Dolly.
The two could feel their hearts beat faster and faster.
Eventually it came to a point where neither one of them could withstand their desires much longer.
They sat this way for what seemed like forever.
They wanted each other so bad….
They couldn't help but to long for each other's comfort.
They waited for a while. The fast paced beats of their unsettled hearts made it impossible to rest. The two remained wide awake for an hour.
Their hearts never ceased.
Eventually, Dolly got fed up with her own feelings and desires. She laid there impatiently.
Dylan's head was resting on his arm and he was beginning to become inpatient too.
He knew the day was drawing to a close. He knew that with these heightened feelings…..
…. He didn't really want to wait much longer.
Dylan's ears perked up. He heard Dolly shift in her seat. Dylan saw her paws lift her more on the arm rest. She peered over to Dylan slowly. His heart skipped a beat.
Dolly examined the room and saw that a majority of the pups were fast asleep.
She knew this could be her chance…
She laid back down for a moment. She waited a few minutes, then she slid her front paws off the couch and onto the floor.
Without standing up, she slid off the couch and she crawled onto the floor.
She laid at the foot of the couch, making sure that the pups wouldn't really catch on to what she wanted to do.
Dylan found it hard to breathe.
Was she trying to sneak her way over to him?
He wasn't sure, but his already unsteady heart started to beat at a new rate. He found himself overwhelmed with adrenaline from his overwhelming emotions.
He watched impatiently as Dolly started to crawl, inch by inch, his way.
Dylan waited to be sure that Dolly was actually coming towards him. Once he knew for sure, he started to feel his heart become drawn to her as well.
Before making his move, he looked around to see if there were any pups that could possibly wake up if he tried to make his move.
He took a deep exhale when he was sure his siblings were still asleep. Afterwards, Dylan used his front two paws to start crawling towards Dolly.
Dolly saw Dylan start to crawl towards her. This made her stop in her tracks.
Was he actually trying to crawl towards her too?
Her heart started to pound in a heavy rhythm. She almost smiled, which caused her cheeks to become flush with a soft pink color.
The two were becoming increasingly excited and desperate. However, they knew it was going to be a tedious process to make their way to each other without waking up their siblings, but they couldn't help it.
They wanted to try…
Inch by inch, the two dalmatians slowly crawled silently towards each other. The two made their way through their obstacles and piles of adorable puppies.
They were nearing each other. Dylan could see Dolly's expression as they neared each other. She was blushing and Dylan could see it clearly. To Dylan her smile was really, really cute. He had no idea he was blushing as well.
They were close now….
A few more scoots and they'll be near one another. This made them crawl slower. They didn't want to wake anyone up.
They crawled closer and closer. They just about done it. They could almost reach each other.
With one more scoot they'll be paw to paw.
Dylan and Dolly were in scyh as the two pulled themselves to one another.
The two dalmatians moved together. They were close to each other.
Dolly's chest was almost pressing against his. In this position Dolly had to look up at Dylan.
The two didn't say anything as they stared deeply into each other's eyes.
They both could feel it again…..
The love that was almost destroyed…..
Their hearts were beating so fast, that they couldn't think….
There were no thoughts at this moment. All they could do was be in this moment.
They started to lean closer without even thinking about it…..
"Hellooo! …I'm HOME kids!"
Their eyes widened.
Dylan and Dolly freaked out so hard they slid away from each other instantly. They looked away from each other, just in case they were going to be seen.
It was a good thing too, cause their dad walked straight into the room.
Doug looked around, his smile faded.
"Oh…. Oops…. They're all asleep…." Doug whispered, realizing he was a bit too loud.
Dylan was freaking out in his head. He didn't want to be out of place so he nervously spoke up.
"O-Oh! H-Hey… Dad…. You're back early…" Dylan nervously whispered, trying to act normal. Dylan even wagged his tail a little. Dolly eventually turned too.
"H-Hey, Dad…." Dolly greeted. Doug quietly walked in. He looked around. He had a small smile on his face.
"Wow…. How did you two get all of these guys to fall asleep this early…?" Doug asked them. This made Dylan and Dolly calm down quite a bit. The two of them sat up slowly. Dolly merely shrugged.
"I don't know…." Dylan answered honestly. He shrugged himself. " ….. We did give them warm dog food before we decided to come in here…."
Doug went to a coat rack and he put up his fire fighter's helmet.
"Well…. Yup! Warm dog food would do it….." Doug assured happily. It seems that their dad was in a really good mood. He yawned a bit, then he started to walk towards the kitchen. "... Speaking of which, I'm actually starving…."
Doug stopped before the door. He smiled and he turned to them.
"Well, I guess since I'm back early….. I suppose you two can take a break from babysitting for today…." Doug suggested. He then began to walk into the hallway to make his way to the kitchen. "... I can take it from here…. do whatever you guys want."
Dylan and Dolly sat up slowly. They watched their dad leave the room. The two of them slowly exchanged expressions. They fell silent for a moment.
Dylan looked down to think. The silence lingered for a moment longer.
…. Until, Dolly stood up. Dylan turned slowly, but before he could turn to her.
….. He felt her small muzzle in his ear.
"... Meet me in your tree house….."
Dylan's fur slowly pricked up, and his heart skipped a beat. He almost forgot how to breathe. Dolly didn't turn to Dylan as she left.
Dylan felt his ability to reply leave him. All he could do was watch Dolly leave the room quietly.
He was left there speechless…..
….. And very, very hopeful…..
Dylan was at the base of the tree. He stared upwards to where he saw the entrance, above. His heart was making itself known. It was pulsing with fear and desire. It was as if his heart and soul was colliding.
Dylan slowly climbed up the ladder. When he reached the top he slowly peered inside.
Inside was quiet and damp, and he liked it this way.
Dylan felt his heart thumping when he saw Dolly messing with his telescope.
She was nervous, but she tried to hum, in an attempt to act natural. She was really still afraid of her own desires…..
But she knew that she loved him, and she was okay with that.
….. She figured out a new motive that could help her push them along.
Dylan took a deep breath. He then climbed up the ladder. He slowly made his way into the tree house. He walked a bit forward, keeping his head down low. He was nervous.
"H-...Hey…." Dylan greeted slowly. He stared up at her slowly.
Dolly slowly pushed the scope down, and pondered for a mere moment.
They both felt their hearts racing.
Dolly, however, wanted to be comfortable, not nervous.
She turned her head to him.
"... So….." Dolly wanted to start this deep conversation, but she never did. She had too many raw emotions.
Sadness, guilt…..
….Love, desire, and a weird gut feeling.
These kept her from speaking.
Dylan stood there. He stood straight. He knew this was the time. He wanted to be confident…..
He wanted to be brave…
He stared at her. She looked at him slowly. She watched Dylan look two of them stayed this way as they tried to gather their thoughts.
Dylan's eyes slowly lowered towards the floor.
"About…. Last night…."
Dolly turned around a little sharply, fully turning to him. Dylan was so surprised how calm her expression was.
"What about last night?" Dolly asked in a very cute, and very sweet tone. Dylan's heart raced as his face was flushed with a blush.
How could she do that? Be so calm when both of their hearts were racing? Dylan slowly backed up one step. He felt his heart make himself nervous, his voice was short of shaky.
"... Well…. We never talked…. About what happened…. At the end…." Dylan explained slowly. He looked down again. "You….. ran…. And….. you….."
Dylan looked up slowly.
"You…. were crying… and I…"
" 'You'...didn't do anything wrong." Dolly reassured in a very calm posture.
Dylan slowly stepped back, and he sat down slowly. He could feel the comfort of his many pillows behind him.
Dylan looked down, trying to feel better about that, but he just didn't believe that it wasn't his fault. He didn't keep her safe…
He wanted to keep her happy.
"But…. I should have…. did more…. I….." Dylan shook his head slowly. "... and the way it ended… It…"
Dylan brought his head down in defeat.
"... It scared me…."
Dolly felt remorse for her brother, knowing how her actions scared him. She knew Dylan only wanted what was best for themselves.
However….
"But Dylan…..!" Dolly surprised Dylan, as he had jumped a little back when Dolly approached fast. She slid right next to him, sinking into half of the pillows with Dylan. Dolly felt her heart beating out of chest. Dylan felt nervous that she was so close. "Don't you understand that this entire situation scares me?"
Dylan's heart started to beat incredibly fast. His emotions were going crazy and Dylan felt his body acting weird. Dylan felt his breathing slow down when Dolly slowly brushed her paw over his chest.
"... Yeah…. Me too…." Dylan felt his voice become shaky. He felt his heart begin to melt. Why was Dolly acting this way if she was scared?
He felt his heart fly in this moment….
The way she looked at him…..
"... I just don't…. Want to see you get hurt….." Dylan slowly felt the need to look away, from his own fears. "And…. I certainly don't…. Like seeing you cry…."
Dolly frowned hard.
"You don't want me to cry…..?" Dolly suddenly hinted. Dylan felt his heart skip a beat when he realized she was wanting something. Dylan could feel his breathing become heavy and heavy. Dolly seemed to even crawl a bit closer to him, making Dylan shift in shyness…
"... No… I…. want to keep you safe…." Dylan told her, as he felt his paw long to hug onto her, but he held back.
Dolly seemed to roll her eyes, and she suddenly stood up, and her paw was still on Dylan. She pushed him deep into the pillows with her shove.
"Urgh! Dylan! You're not getting it!" She insisted as she had her back to Dylan, with her head low. "...We still have to think about this still! Even if we're going with it ….!"
Dylan blushed hard. He stared at her. The way she was acting was…. really attractive.
As if she was trying to draw him in on purpose….
Dylan's blush grew even deeper when he thought about this.
"D-Dolly…. Are…. you okay…..?" Dylan asked quietly.
Dolly turned her head. She giggled as she cocked her eyebrow at Dylan.
"More okay than you, apparently…" Dolly teased. She slowly was catching on how much Dylan was wanting to get closer to her. However, Dolly seemed to be more closed about this. Although, She still had feelings to sort out.
Dolly pointed at the spot next to her.
"Sit." Dolly demanded.
Dylan sat back up slowly. He then scooted near her and he sat next to her, feeling shy as he turned to her.
Dolly frowned at him.
"...We talked last night about these weird feelings, and its still weird as hell …. I mean…." Dolly twirled her arm hard, and turned her head. "... Isn't there some other girl….. out there…..?"
Dylan stared at her. He looked down trying to sort that question in his head. Was there any other girl out there…?
He wasn't sure….
But he was sure Dolly existed….
He let this sit in his head for a moment, wondering if she had a point….
But….
"But…. They would never…. Really…. Understand me…" Dylan told her. He looked at the ground hard, and deep in thought. "And….. There….. Isn't going to…. be anyone as… amazing as you are…."
His head lowered as he closed his eyes.
"Or… as sweet…. Or caring….. You…. … You make me want to be more like you…."
Dolly turned her body, making Dylan turn to her worried with fear. She was looking away.
"...Hansel….. one of the most cutest dogs in the world, that was both handsome, and very cool… didn't think I was anything special….." Dolly held her paw up as she looked up. "And I can see why! I don't do anything but try to act cool! I don't help my brother, I've mocked my very own mother before, and I am very immature!"
Dolly dropped her head.
"I'm a nobody…."
Dylan slowly took a deep breath in. He slowly brought his paw up to hers and he gently held it.
"... Not to me…."
Dolly felt her heart thump. Dolly felt a smile lift her face, and she slowly grasped his paw too.
"... Thank you Dylan….. You….. really are my hero." Dolly finally admitted. Dylan felt his ears perk up. He didn't expect her to say that, especially considering what happened last night.
He didn't feel like a hero….
…. But did Dolly really feel that way?
Dylan's thoughts and desires were beginning to rise. His heart started to race. He didn't know what to think or how to feel. Dylan looked down and he was feeling odd.
Dylan looked at Dolly for answers.
"So…. What happens between us now?" Dylan asked her, finally wanting to know how she truly felt.
As Dylan kept his eyes on her, Dolly stared at the feeling, truly searching her heart and feelings for answers to her heart.
While her heart was aching for his affection like no other, her heart also held fear of the consequences to come.
"... If we do this….and we don't turn back…" Dolly slowly slapped her paw on his shoulder and eyed him hard with conviction. "...We will have to tell mom and dad eventually….."
Dylan stared at her. He was hesitant to reply. His heart sank deep. This idea hit him pretty hard. Dolly could feel him take in a deep breath.
"B-But what happens…. If they… they….."
He could barely bear the thought. His voice grew quieter.
"What if it puts us to shame….."
Dylan only looked up when Dolly shrugged, almost calm, but also almost worried about it herself. Dylan could tell she was worried about this outcome as well.
"...Then….. Our parents can fix us…" Dolly looked down at her paws as she held them up to examine herself. "... I mean…"
Dolly was about to express her true feelings, but she couldn't. She couldn't do it.
….. Not with words….
Dolly blushed as she clenched her paws.
"I-I mean…I…" She started to shake as her heart started to beat.
Was it hot in here? She was starting to sweat, as her butterflies all decided to race alongside her heart. She clenched her eyes, and winched at her own shyness.
"... I ….."
Dolly seemed to give up, and Dylan dropped his shoulder, thinking Dolly had given up trying to express herself.
However, what he didn't expect….
….. Was Dolly hugging his waist, and burying her head into his chest. Dylan jumped, as he felt his fur stick up. Dylan felt his fur settle when he saw her expression.
Dolly seemed to be in slight tears.
"...I …. I love you Dylan…."
Dylan felt himself shiver through his shock. He didn't know what to think. He knew that Dolly had always loved him….
…. Even before all this….
But to have her love so deep. He just…. didn't know how to feel….
He just knew he felt the same. This made it to where Dylan couldn't help it anymore.
"... I …." Dylan slowly hugged her around her shoulder slowly. He almost wanted to close his eyes. " …. I love you too, Dolly…."
They stayed in this one position for the longest time, as they only heard their own breathing, and felt each other's heart beat as well.
They felt bliss, in the moment and they felt…..
…. Love.
Dolly smiled, and she slowly giggled as she leaned into him.
Dylan felt a smile on his face as she felt him lean in. He turned his head. He felt her weight and upon doing so they both fell into the many pillows behind them. With an odd feeling of happiness…..
The two giggled sweetly to one another.
Dolly lifted up, and she soon stared into his eyes as her paws pressed against his chest. She felt shy, and happy at the same time, making her feel….. awkward.
However, that was mostly because most girlfriends and boyfriends hang out and…
Dolly felt her smile fade only a little.
Could she really kiss her brother…..?
Dylan was still letting out his joy, before he realized Dolly was having a thought. His smile slowly went away when he was beginning to read her. He felt himself tilt his head.
"... You… okay?"
Dolly put a paw to her chin and she sat up, feeling only her feet paws touch his legs. She looked away, blushing, wondering if she should change the subject to something else…
However….. she remembered what he felt like to have his lips on her….and she did like it.
And Dylan wasn't that horrible looking, nor would his breath be bad …
Dylan wanted to sit up, but he knew Dolly was still near him so it would be awkward to try to get up at this angle. He laid there on his back looking at her. He tried to smile shyly.
"Dolly….?"
Dolly dropped her paw in a ponderous way. Dolly let out a hint of a giggle. She felt her shyness hit an all new high…..
… And she liked the feeling of being weak towards Dylan.
"... Why not sit up for a moment ….?" Dolly asked oddly quiet. Dylan looked to the right as he scratched his chest in thought. He nodded once and then he proceeded to get up.
…. And as he thought, Dylan rose himself up, and his chest pressed against hers as he stood a little to close.
"Ah- uh, sorry…." Dylan said as he tried to scoot backwards.
Dolly giggled, and as Dylan tried to scoot backwards, Dolly caught his paw, and pulled him back gently.
They stayed chest to chest. Dylan felt his heart race, and his wants become even more heightened.
Dolly felt heart racing even further, as she felt her wants become heavier, and her guilt strengthened. However…. She didn't want to stop.
"...Dylan….." She tilted her head down, and kept her eyes on Dylan, in a shy, cute manner. "...How much do you like….. me?"
Dylan stared down at her. His face was shy, and his blush was apparent. He smiled gently, as he turned away slightly.
"Uh….. Maybe…. A little…. Too much….. Heh…." Dylan admitted honestly. He didn't exactly know how much he liked Dylan….
…. He just knew it was a lot….
Dolly slowly leaned in, and this time Dylan didn't move.
Dolly booped his nose with hers.
"... Did you know… I think you're cute…?" She flirted as she tilted her head.
Dylan stared with a blank face at first. He was wondering why she thought so. Catherine wasn't so interested in him.
He began to wonder all the many ways that could of made him cute…
"You…. You do?" Dylan shyly replied.
Dolly nodded, knowing it was true. Now, with him being her hero, she saw him in an entirely new light. Sure, Dylan was a nerd, but he was brave enough to protect her, and caring enough to take care of their brothers and sisters.
Dylan wasn't bad looking. He looked cooler and cooler each day, as she knew Dylan would try to win her heart more and more… For she knew how he felt now.
Dolly didn't say anymore words. She moved her head closer as she lost her smile, and her blush became intense. She touched his paw, in case he wanted to back away.
Dylan felt her intentions. He clenched his paw tighter, trusting her. He felt his nerves linger in his body, and his heart raced.
Dolly felt her nose brush against his, and she almost closed her eyes. She felt her shyness almost make her want to stop alongside her guilt, but her wants…. her wants were real.
"...W-Will you always….protect me….?" Dolly asked in a sweet, seductive way.
Dylan felt his body find composer when she asked that.
Of course he would….
He knew that in his heart, there would be no other choice.
Dylan slowly hugged her.
"... I will always protect you….."
Dolly felt her heart waiver, and she felt her head move on her.
She felt her eyes close, and she touched her lips upon Dylan's lips.
Dylan felt himself hold back, he withdrew for a moment, making Dolly look up at him.
He saw her expression. She was begging for him. He saw that hopefulness in her eyes. He had never seen eyes look that way before. He felt his heart soar with desire, and his instinct told him to keep her and to protect her as she neared his heart.
He slowly hugged her tighter, and he began to lean in….
Soon, they let their kiss take over, as their kiss deepens, and they felt their love finally be tamed within that kiss.
All their feelings….their worries …. wants ….. guilt ….. slowly disappeared.
Dylan held the kiss to her lips for as long as he could. They were kissing, something Dylan had only hoped would happen, once or twice. He felt Dolly breathe a very shaky breath as they went to turn their kiss. They turned their kiss slowly as they tried to deepen the kiss a bit further.
In which the kiss deepened as Dolly felt her desires fulfilled. Dolly smiled as she kissed.
Dolly soon leaned forward, letting go of the kiss for a moment, and pushed Dylan once again into the pile of pillows. Dylan felt himself laugh as they hit the pillows, with Dolly landing on top of him.
Dolly felt once again her shyness hit her as she was laying across his entire body, but her want was even stronger now.
It took no effort for her to lean in hard, and plant a kiss on Dylan, on which she held. Dylan slowly hugged her head and he enjoyed the love that she was sharing.
The two felt so much at this moment….
They felt so much…..
….Internal Emotions.