Hideaway Strath we don't know when to quit no no

If she told him the truth would he stay with her? She needed him to stay, she hadn’t felt so relaxed or happy in a long time. White blues slid open slowly to look up at him, She wanted to take his leg in her maw and hold him though this she knew would send him over the edge. She would be content with the contact between her cheek and his leg, it was much but it was enough. She looked up at him, her pink tongue slipped between her lips and laved across her nares nervously.

Heart pounding so loudly she thought he might hear it, she swallowed before asking softly “I can’t leave … Will you stay…. Here… with Me … and Kynareth Deagon…” Her breath caught in her throat, her eyes pleading. They had been nothing more then friends thus far and she had enjoyed every moment of it. So why did it seem her heart was to be laid out just for him, just for Charles, and his next words might determine the fate of her poor battered organ. Whrist knew not to open her heart not like this yet here it was and for some reason she couldn’t help it.