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Thwump!
Szymon produced a sound not unlike a balloon swiftly — and noisily — deflating as the air was knocked from his lungs in a dizzying rush. “Mm,” he murmured pleasurably as he propped himself up in the gloom, his mouth clumsily finding Doe’s ear. Carefully rearranging his limbs, he hooked a foreleg over her hip and made to draw her tight against him — and he was sorely tempted to christen the new and exciting discovery he’d made with an act far darker than the cavernous hollow they found themselves in.
He knew they ought to explore the area — there was merit in moving the pack and the surviving children further inland, especially now that Qilaq had come home — but Szymon had more selfish things on his mind at present. He’d been worried about Doe, especially in the wake of the awkward meeting with Arturo’s wolf, and the renewed light in her eyes made the stony-faced Leviathan feel unusually frisky. “Were you following me, minx?” he questioned teasingly, recalling how swiftly she had come to his aid.
It soon became apparent that she was, and after some vigorous reaffirmations of their affections for one another, Szymon and Doe returned home to their children and their niece.
[/td][/tr][/table]Szymon produced a sound not unlike a balloon swiftly — and noisily — deflating as the air was knocked from his lungs in a dizzying rush. “Mm,” he murmured pleasurably as he propped himself up in the gloom, his mouth clumsily finding Doe’s ear. Carefully rearranging his limbs, he hooked a foreleg over her hip and made to draw her tight against him — and he was sorely tempted to christen the new and exciting discovery he’d made with an act far darker than the cavernous hollow they found themselves in.
He knew they ought to explore the area — there was merit in moving the pack and the surviving children further inland, especially now that Qilaq had come home — but Szymon had more selfish things on his mind at present. He’d been worried about Doe, especially in the wake of the awkward meeting with Arturo’s wolf, and the renewed light in her eyes made the stony-faced Leviathan feel unusually frisky. “Were you following me, minx?” he questioned teasingly, recalling how swiftly she had come to his aid.
It soon became apparent that she was, and after some vigorous reaffirmations of their affections for one another, Szymon and Doe returned home to their children and their niece.
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there’s a sky underground - by Szymon - January 23, 2017, 09:17 PM
RE: there’s a sky underground - by Doe - January 23, 2017, 09:40 PM
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