Greatwater Lake Not the Man I Once Was

For a moment he thinks everything’s going to be alright and he’s finally settled the anxiety within her. Though he quickly finds out that isn’t the case. He takes a mental note to not joke around when she’s in a serious mood, or they’re speaking of a serious subject — especially regarding their relationship. He can see the anxiety burst within her and he knows she’s gonna get him now. Rather after a roll of her eyes and a scolding she’s cuddling against his neck and chest. Donovan doesn’t miss a beat before he’s easily craning his head over her own and as he speaks his voice reverberates through him.

“I can guarantee you that unless we were actively at each others throats, as in killing each other, I would still want to see you. And I can bet even if some crazy shit happened, and I’m say if, I wouldn’t even want to lay a tooth on you, darling.” Then he sighs. “I know it’s not something to joke about but I can guarantee you it wouldn’t happen.” 

Angling his head downwards he begins licking and nibbling down her neck, stopping at her shoulder then smoothing the roughed you’re area over with a black tongue. “I would never want to see that happen with us.” He hums seriously.