Dusk
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Post by Dusk on Jan 9, 2011 13:34:17 GMT -5
Bastian lay in bed, shirtless, eyes glued to the TV. He was bored, and it was one of those action movies, which he loved. He wasn't really paying attention, however.
His mind kept drifting to Aislynn. He was thankful to have her. They'd been through a lot, but they were still holding strong. His eyes drifted closed.
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Post by Shifter on Jan 9, 2011 16:07:29 GMT -5
Aislynn was dirty.
The poor thing had been out running, trying to get home, when it had started to rain. In her panic, she had morphed into the first cat that crossed her mind. Unfortuantely, the cat her body had chosen was also probably the worst one possible: the tiny, Egyptian Mau kitten. It had stumbled and fallen all the way home.
At one point, Aislynn had even been up to her back in a mud puddle.
Now she walked inside, crawling through the cat-door she had made Bastian install, and wandered into his room. Then, sitting on the floor, in the doorway of his room, the tiny kitten let out a pitiful mewl, then another. Her ears pressed back, against her skull.
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Dusk
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Post by Dusk on Jan 9, 2011 16:14:44 GMT -5
His eyes flew open, and he looked down at the kitten. He chuckled. "Aislynn, Aislynn, Aislynn..." He scooped her up, holding her close to his bare chest. Then, he cleaned her up, dried her off, and took her back to his bed.
Lying down, he set her on his chest, which had a faint, mud body print of the cat on it. "Well hey there," he joked lightly.
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Post by Shifter on Jan 9, 2011 16:27:01 GMT -5
The bath felt really nice, she had to admit.
Only in cat form would Aislynn have ever let someone clean her like that. Cats trusted each other with that sort off stuff; humans, on the other hand, were modest. Aislynn was the same way, now more then ever. After Switchblade... After Switchblade, Aislynn was lucky she was still living with Bastian.
Maybe she just really trusted him that much. That had to be it. She trusted him, even if she didn't want to admit it to herself. Hell, she loved him more than anything. Trust wasn't exactly an option...
As soon as she was pressed against his chest, Aislynn morphed, back into human form. She snuggled against him, closing his eyes and sighing softly.
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Dusk
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Post by Dusk on Jan 9, 2011 19:08:42 GMT -5
He smiled when she turned human. This felt so much better than having a cat on his chest. His arm gently wrapped around her, running through her hair and rubbing her back.
His eyes slowly opened, planting a kiss on her forehead. This was as romantic as they got, but he didn't care. After Switchblade, he was glad to have her.
He just wished he could have avenged her better. He could have easily taken Switchblade, but he hadn't counted on Pyromaniac, his muscle...He stood toe to toe with Markus for a while, but in the end almost got himself killed.
He clung to her, just thinking about it.
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Post by Shifter on Jan 9, 2011 19:16:07 GMT -5
When his fingers ran through her hair, and his hand down her back, Aislynn could not help but purr softly. The cat inside was happy, delighted by the gentle touch. It was sweet and warm, comforting almost. It made her smile, and she nuzzled her head against his chest.
Her arm moved to lay across his stomach, and she closed her eyes, pressing her body against his. She sought out his warmth, the sense of protection she got whenever she was around him. Even when he tightened his grip on her, a move that almost made her tense, she found herself, instead, relaxing.
This was Dusk; this was her Bastian. She had to remind herself of that.
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Dusk
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Post by Dusk on Jan 9, 2011 19:21:31 GMT -5
He moaned, enjoying the moment. The contact. She was so warm, so comfortable. And she was his. All his. He shifted his weight slightly, just looking into her eyes, taking in her beauty.
The purring was adorable; he loved it. "I love you, Lynn." He leaned in, kissing her gently as his tight grip loosened but still held onto her. His eyes closed as he pressed into her.
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Post by Shifter on Jan 9, 2011 19:27:37 GMT -5
"I love you, too," Aislynn murmured, just as Bastian's lips touched hers. Her eyes fluttered close, and she sighed softly. This was as close as they ever got, this kissing. She wasn't sure if she could handle the touching yet, and Bastian never seemed to want anything more than she did. She knew he wanted it, but he didn't want to force her.
That warmed her heart. He loved her enough to wait, to not pressure her into that sort of thing. He had fought the monsters for her; he was fighting his own desires for her. He truly did love her.
She reached up, gently touching her hand to his face as she kissed him back. She was shy, unsure at what to do. Not just because of Switchblade, though that did play a huge part of it, but she was also naive in this sort of thing. She did not kiss too often, and had never kissed before she had escaped her father's lab.
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Dusk
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Post by Dusk on Jan 9, 2011 19:33:52 GMT -5
He pressed into her. They were going at a rather slow pace, compared to others, but he was willing to wait for her to be ready. He wanted it so bad he could sometimes taste it, but he loved her enough to wait.
He felt her hand on his face, and wrapped his other arm around her, running through her silver hair. He deepened the kiss slightly, a little more than she was used to. But he'd back off at the slightest whimper of protest.
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Post by Shifter on Jan 9, 2011 19:39:19 GMT -5
She felt him take the kiss a bit deeper and nearly pushed him away, but forced herself to stop. She needed to test the waters, if only just a little bit. She was never going to heal if she did not show herself that she could handle it, that Bastian was not going to break her. He knew her well enough to keep far away from that.
She gently traced his jaw line with her finger, then ran the back of her fingers down his cheek. The purr in her chest grew just a little louder, telling him that she was enjoying it - telling herself that she was enjoying it. This was fine. This was okay...
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Post by Dusk on Jan 9, 2011 19:51:18 GMT -5
Purring. That was a good sign. He held it a little while, ignoring his body's urges and taking it slow and easy. Besides, if he didn't make it all the way tonight, they'd gotten comfortably farther.
They had their entire lives to go all the way. He pulled back, looking into her eyes and smiling. His hand rested gently on her cheek. "I'm proud of you, Lynn."
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Post by Shifter on Jan 9, 2011 19:55:39 GMT -5
She leaned into his touch, eyes fluttering open softly. "I'm... Thank you." She murmured, letting her tail extend to wrap around his legs. Her body pressed against his, seeking the warmth she had lost when he pulled back slightly. It was odd how quickly she could miss something like that.
"I love you, Bast," Aislynn whispered, leaning up to peck a gently kiss on his chin, right on the jaw. Her tail twitched at the very end, a lazy sort of twitch that said she was comfortable, happy.
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Post by Dusk on Jan 9, 2011 20:01:30 GMT -5
He chuckled. "I love you too." He leaned in and kissed her again. It was perfect, the two of them side by side, her tail around his leg. He scooted as close as possible.
Sex or no sex, this was perfect. He just enjoyed being with her. His hands went back to running through her hair and down her back respectively.
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Post by Shifter on Jan 9, 2011 20:07:07 GMT -5
When he kissed her again, she was a bit quicker to respond this time. Her mouth moved with his, her kisses hesitant, but still wanting. His hands moved down her back, and her tail stiffened slightened. She wanted him; her body wanted him, but she wasn't sure if her mind or heart could handle it.
She knew he wouldn't hurt her. But... that didn't mean anything, not to her instincts. Not to the fear that gripped her tighter than the love for him. Her body gave a soft shudder, and she closed her eyes again.
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Post by Dusk on Jan 9, 2011 20:11:01 GMT -5
He sighed happily, loving her new reactions. He held it a little more, then slowly, carefully testing the waters, his hand slid under her shirt. He shuddered slightly as he rubbed her bare back.
He remained gentle, showing her he'd back off if she wanted, if she wasn't ready. As it stood, it seemed like she was, at least to go a little farther. How far was the hard part.
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