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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 19:17:00 GMT -5
He couldn't help but lick her cheek teasingly, the feel of her fur against his tongue soft and velvety. "Not perfect, but I'm me. That counts for something. Or last I was told it did." The brute jumped up onto the rock with her, prancing around her before lowering his skull to hers.
"What do you think is going through the mind of this demon?" he asked her in a whisper, trying to make it sound dark, alluring.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 19:41:45 GMT -5
"I wouldn't think I'd become an Alpha just for being the mate of an Alphess," he murmured, nuzzling her. He settled on his pistons, laying beside her on the boulder. "What if my hunting skills make it impossible to lead?" he joked evidently, his gaze holding onto hers. He wondered faintly what in the name of hell he was doing, but knew the answer. He was making a choice, thought whether it good or bad he had no idea. However, he hoped it was more in a favorable light than not.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 20:09:16 GMT -5
"I might have." Gently, he licked her muzzle, a sort of "kiss" to her. "But I don't want to make you have a mate if you would like to keep your freedom and independence." Now the hessian studied how she would react to that, wondering if the fact would make her reconsider and say she'd rather him continue being a hunter. It wasn't a position he preferred, but he wasn't sure he'd do well as an Alpha. But confidence is the first step -- or something like that.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 20:33:35 GMT -5
"Mm..." For a while, the brujo pretended to contemplate the values of each option, even though he knew what he was going to truly say. After a moment, he laid his dial across the nape of her neck, telling her, "Whatever you wish, my Alphess." That was his language for acceptance, though he still felt a bit edgy on the fact he wanted to be her mate. Why? He hadn't a clue. He merely knew it was happening.
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