Been a while but here I go again. This one is short but sweet.
Get Out Alive - Three Days Grace
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Present.
It itched.
This new loincloth, it was a dark red and black color that she had picked out he noted, it itched and made his balls want to squirm if they could. Thank Paya for cod pieces to protect his family treasures. He had been watching her closely and it seemed these aggressive changes in her were perhaps her expressing her own feminine claims. Over him? He almost smiled as he stretched his limbs, tinkering with the obsidian and ruby collar he was putting together for her. It was ringed by hard one teeth, his mandibles clasping softly as he heard movement behind him.
"What are you doing?" He spoke softly, for such a large creature he was sure it was her and by the freezing of the footsteps he knew for certain.
Certain that it wasn't those pesky things feasting at the back of his mind.
"I wanted to see you." Her voice was soft for one who had tasted blood for the first time.
His little warrior.
"Did you?" He queried, amused as he leaned back and turned his head, his dreads clinking as he watched her set a leg of meat next to what he was working on.
"That's pretty…." She looked up at him with those big eyes and he preened at her praise as he lifted up the collar.
"You like it then? It is yours…" Delicately clasping it around her slender throat he watched her touch the jewel in the center of collar. Her smile shining like starshine as she stood on tip toe to kiss his cheek, nuzzling his cheek with burning lips. His purr was cut short by the piercing agony in his side, right under his ribs. Looking down he could see her sticking a blade thin as a needle into his hide. Perfect placement. Eyes going to her expression he felt the burning intensify as she spoke quietly.
"You took everything from me." She whispered and Nydeki licked her lips as he slipped off his chair onto the ground as she stepped back. "I feel you crumble in my arms down to your heart of stone, you bled me dry just like the tears you never show…."
"No!"
He sat up straight and looked to his side, the covers of the finest fur all rumpled as he looked at her sleeping form. Her collar was there, as was her defenseless self and he inhaled sharply, touching his side to feel no wound. No blade puncture.
Just a dream.
Sighing he swung his legs out of ed and put his head in his hands and he gripped his dreads, his long beautiful dreads that meant he was a powerful male. Females hated short dreads. She hated short dreads. Exhaling he looked over his shoulder at her as her long lashes fluttered.
"What's wrong?" She reached out, touching his broad back and she rubbed at her eyes as he watched her.
"Nothing. Just a dream. Sleep now, little one." He brushed his thumb over her lips and she withdrew her hand, turning onto her back and smiling before closing her eyes.
Looking at the window into space he examined his thumb, wet from her lips, his own tongue touching the pad of his thumb as he stared off into space.
Just a dream.
