Hushed Willows Kissing up on fences and up on walls on the way home

The grip he’d achieved had earned him a yelp, which caused for his ears to fall back. He hadn’t meant to do anything that would hurt her in any way, he’d simply wished for her to bear witness to the outside world. To see how bright everything was, and to feel the sun as it washed over the entirety of her body. The moment had been one that he’d wanted to share with her, but it quickly became apparent that she was not as interested as he. And whilst this should have prompted him to release her—the shake of her head, too—it’d only served as fuel for his need to drag her forward. Upwards had his ears then popped, his hold on her ear tightening. Again had he yanked on it, urging her to join him in the world beyond the den, having convinced himself that he knew what was best for her. The fact that she wasn’t yet ready to behold the unknown was lost on him, deemed unimportant and cast aside because, as the eldest, he clearly knew best.

Rather than moving forward with him, there had come from her another whine, accompanied by the lowering of her form. The action had appeased some part of the boy’s mind that he’d never known himself to have unlocked, but had been unable to affect his views. Still did he intend to drag her out, and so Eros braced himself before yanking backwards. This time, he had used as much of his strength as was physically possible. Previously, he’d been reluctant to do anything that he was sure would harm her, but now nothing seemed to matter. One way or another, the imp would show her all that was outside, and she would be happy after he did so.