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 Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 12:25 am
Ehrek smiled, not just any smile, but a very special one that many come to find but never find however when they do, they never forget it. His eyes were closed, his maw pushed back to his cheeks, his head tilted just slightly, and his ears perked up (one lowered a bit). Something seem to radiate from him that just messaged 'sincerely'.
"Truly. Every word you spoke about, was truthful. Everything about me, led back to you some way or another. It's obvious that you like me too, I do not care if you don't love me, but at least you know I love you, Deimos. I really do," that little talk felt like his heart had attached itself to a balloon and was starting to drift off with the wind. The air around them was still cold, but the warm that emanated from Deimos' body was becoming a sanctuary for him. With Deimos' step backwards, it felt like it was moving out of reach once again.
Ehrek could say more about them, bout him, but he felt it was time for Deimos' turn to talk. He must have something to say after that, otherwise he'd be hurt. Anyone would after admitting such a heavy feeling. His golden eyes opened up and he just grinned innocently.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 12:51 am
He couldn't help himself anymore; pointing his muzzle to the sky, he let out a short, joyous howl before toppling Ehrek head over paws into the snow. His eyes were bright with happiness, and he dipped his head to lick lovingly at Ehrek's muzzle.
"I've loved before, but not like this. With you, it's so much more. I love you, Ehrek. It doesn't matter if we've only just met. It feels like I've known you since time began." Worried that he would start babbling, he just stopped. He didn't think any more words were needed, except three. "I love you . . . "
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 1:01 am
Ehrek flinched when Deimos pounced him, it is quite a frightening sight to havea large, 'unnaturally' large male jump at you for the first time. Ehrek yelped before falling down into the snow, crunching under him, and have his paws pushed out to the side. His eyes grew wide, for an instant, he was afraid. That was until the barrage of wet kisses hit against his muzzle. That made him laugh. The wolf reached up and returned a few himself before nuzzling cheek to cheek.
"Love is a special thing, it has a way of tying things together," he lickked him again. "I am glad it was with you."
Looking around to see if there was anyone around or anything for that matter. They were alone, that was good. Snow, sky, sun, trees, and them, just them. He smiled and pawed at his vulnerable chest.
"So... what does this make me? Your mate? Heh, if I were to join the pack, what rank would I be?" he chuckled, his voice hinting of sarcasm and joking. "I don't really care what rank or whatever I get, as long as you around and I can come to you (and vice versa), then i am happy."
"Guess we aren't loners anymore."
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 1:13 am
"Yes." He nodded so hard his ears flopped. "We're mates. Everyone will know that you're mine, and I'm yours." The vehemence in his voice surprised even him; but he would be damned if anyone stole Ehrek from him, or made some comment. If they did, his teeth would part their flesh.
He was suddenly running in the snow around Ehrek, who was sprawled in it, his voice echoing loudly over the empty forest. "See this wolf? This little bit of Northern Lights? He's mine! You hear? Mine!!"
Flopping down beside his mate, he smiled like a lovestruck fool, tongue lolling. His tail wagged lip it wanted to get free of his body.
"No, we're not loners anymore. We're mates."
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 1:34 am
Ehrek laughed as Deimos ran about, shouting to the high heavens of his new mate, firend, lover, and "property". He giggled when he flopped down beside him. His heart was still racing inside his chest. He took a deep breath and shouted just the same.
"Do you see this wolf? This piece of Adonis? This Alpha? He is mine! Do you understand!? MINE!!"
He laughed again at their foolishness and lovestruck immaturity. He turned to his new mate and licked him softly, "All mine..."
"We are mates, lovers, and friends. We aren't loners anymore. We have each other."
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 1:55 am
"And we have a family," he added softly, pawing at Ehrek's shoulder.
Ehrek. His mate. Oh how Deimos liked the sound of that. As a pup, he had known that he was one of the unlucky ones. A mother who didn't want him, a father who did, but was too weak to protect him. A sister who was after his blood . . .
But all of that paled in the presence of the perfect wolf before him. Everything seemed right in his world now.
Now, he had Ehrek. "Ready to go home?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 2:17 am
"A family..." that sounded nice. He did not want the burden of having to create one, but having one already was a new feeling. He smiled and looked up at the sky.
Deimos. The alpha of a pack was his mate... he could have anyone, absolutely anyone as an alpha, the highest rank of a pack and he chose an outsider... He never thought about this path in his life, he liked females until a certain point until the power of males swayed him. He was happy that he found the prime of his desires. Right there, right beside him, smiling, and wagging, and loving him.
"Sure. Mind if we take it nice and slow?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 9:44 am
"As slowly as you wish, my love. But whether slow or fast, it'll be nice to have you by my side." Pressing his snout into Ehrek's neck ruff, he inhaled deeply, committing his mate's wonderful scent to memory. No matter what happened, he would never forget him.
Deimos had thought that because he liked males, he would never find anyone. He had feared that he would always be alone, and shunned like poor Kekarn. Yet the fates had shined on him again, blessing him with a mate all his own, who loved him for him.
He wondered when his luck would run out . . .
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