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 Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 9:05 pm
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She was silk in his arms, quicksilver or liquid heat and it was perfect. Merry with his pin, Merry clinging to him and purring against his mouth like there was no other place she'd rather be right then. Ahm knew that things were going to be so much better with her at Amityville Academy; they were so fond of her, there hadn't been a ghoul (or otherwise) for the twins that affected them like she did.
It had been unanimous, to see if they could keep her and nothing more than the best of luck that the ghoul had not only been amiable to the idea, but excited.
When Merry pulled back, Ahm watched her through half-lidded eyes though he kept his hands close and supportive, not wanting to release her completely but also not wanting to stop her from doing as she wished. He felt the gathering of fear and twitched his tail - was she? Oh, she was. "I'll treasure it like I do you." The chimera's pin rested in her pale palm, a brilliant offering of affection and trust that he took solemnly. "Pin it for me?" Certainly he would have taken it and affixed it to his cowl himself, but for some reason the wont to have Merry do it flared in his chest.
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2015 6:52 pm
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Flushed was not a state the chimera often found herself in when not engaged in some manner of vigorous activity, but flushed she was as the grue murmured those sweet words. She blinked up at him, lips parting, and seemed lost in pale glow of his eyes. They'd wanted to keep her, and they had her. Mind, body, and core.
At the request she leaned in again, and this time the brush of lips she offered was a sweet thing, almost chaste. Because she could, because now they really could be together with nothing but a flimsy wall standing between them. It had been so hard when she'd lived in the town. The twins had their classes, they had homework, and Ahm had his duties to the clan. There were long stretches of time that ached between meetings, but now? Now they had all the time they wanted.
Small fingers closed in the front of his robe briefly, and she kissed the side of that wide mouth, rubbing her cheek against his chin before looking down at the pin in one hand so she could, very carefully, affix it to the bottom of his cowl.
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