the blinding light that plagues their dreams

Morgan · March 16, 2019, 12:29 PM

And that was just that. Lil Bonnie shut Clyde up with no more than a kiss and an assurance that she was perfectly fine. That was what mattered to him, and his heart slowed a bit. He could relax. Sorta. "Still don't want nobody touchin' you," his baritones were muffled by the lavish purl of fur and culling rubbin' she was bestowin on him.
Why was he so worried somebody would snatch her away from him? Was it cause he was happy wit' a gurl for once? His own girl that he worked at keepin? A girl who was carryin' little them now?

Coulda been. Or coulda been some kinda lurkin' selfishness that he actually had a prize worth keepin, now. A showpony that he ain't want nobody touchin, lest they was willin' ta draw a pair and get dropped. But nah , he knew he loved his lil gurl. Wasn't nothin' ever gonna get between them.
Well, unless'. she ran out on him. That wouldn't be too fun. Or nice.

While his mind ran around in circles, he kinda just stood there like a block of brown cheese, enjoying being smothered in the soft dove of darkness.