|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 11:03 am
She looked out from behind the open door, a smile curling at the corner of her mouth.
'Enjoying the view?' she shut the door, a slip of black silk draped over two arms.
'The stitches are fine. You did a good job...' she stood before him, then slid the dress on. The material clung to her curves, and she adjusted the thin straps on her shoulders. She joined him, leaning against the desk next to him.
'You have a gentle touch,' she breathed near his ear.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 11:05 am
Smirking faintly, Feles narrowed his eyes. "Of course I'm enjoying the view," he said, the tip of his tail flicking back and forth idly. He wanted her change... and watched her walk closer... then felt every hair on his body stand on end as she spoke near his ear. It brought a faint purr from him as his eyes slitted. "Well, I suppose that's a good thing in this case, yes?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 11:16 am
She smiled slowly at the sound of his purring;
'Yes,' she breathed.
'For me..there was pleasure in the pain. Your hands,' and she put one of hers on his, stroking the back of his hand with a light touch.
'I like them..' and the unspoken words were 'on me.'
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 11:31 am
Leaning forward slightly, Feles placed a soft kiss against the back of her hand. When he rose again, the faint flush had returned, and he continued to look downward, his ears fallen slightly into his hair almost sheepishly. "I only wish that you hadn't been hurt."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 11:38 am
'And if I hadnt you wouldnt have seen me,' she teased slightly, trying not to let his sweet gesture affect her.
'It will heal - leave a scar possibly. But maybe it was worth it,' and she nudged him a little, grinning impishly. She reached up and stroked his ears, moving his hair to touch them.
'Do you think it was worth it?' she asked slyly.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 11:40 am
The cat's ear twitched against her hand, the soft fur tracing over skin as he smiled and nodded. "I... I guess I am. It meant that I got to be here again." He liked spending time with Aranea... no matter the circumstances.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 11:49 am
She was charmed - despite herself. Moving her hand back to her lap, she leant her head on his shoulder. Aranea simply didnt know what she felt for Feles right now. Who she was - well that part of her had hoped to seduce him a little. But his admission that he liked being with her. It touched her. The poisoner was falling - and she didnt care.
'I like you Feles,' she said carefully.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 11:52 am
Smiling, Feles moved forward, seating himself in the chair in front of the desk and winding his arms around Aranea's waist lightly, he rested his head against her lap, cheek on her leg as he let her continue petting him. "For a while.. I was afriad that you just tolerated me because I was so small..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 12:03 pm
She wondered for a moment where he was moving to, but she relaxed as he realised he wasnt going, and was in fact showing great trust in her as he hugged her waist and rested his head on her legs.
'I liked you when you were a child because you were so eager to be - to help me. And you liked my spider,' she smiled at the memory, her fingers sliding through his hair, letting the strands fall as she stroked his head.
'You always strive - despite you thinking you are weak.' she rubbed his ears again, hoping to hear his purr again.
'And you arent weak - I've never thought you to be.' she paused.
'And now - now I like you more. You've awakened something within me. And it scares me because I dont understand it. But I like how I feel when I am with you.'
Aranea hoped she hadnt said to much, and she fell into a thoughtful silence, still gently running her fingers through his hair.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 12:21 pm
The purr returned as Feles let his eyes slip closed, his fingers instinctively kneading against the small of Aranea's back as he rested half draped across her lap. "I like it too," he said, feeling a bit like a parrot, rather than a cat. He did enjoy his time here, and even now, despite the reason he'd been made to come here, he didn't really want to go just yet. " 'Nea..." he said softly, using the 'nickname' he'd given her as a child when he couldn't pronounce her full one. "Would you mind if I stayed here for a bit?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 12:29 pm
'You can stay here as long as you like,' she said, her voice sounding calmer then she felt right now. His fingers on her back sent shivers along her spine, she smiled a little. She didnt want him to leave.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 8:20 am
A soft smile crept across the cat's face as he stayed there, nuzzling for a moment beofre just letting himself drape across her lap. He felt comfortable... a lot moreso than when Youko would cuddle him as a child. That felt stifling, damn near. This felt... good. "Thank you," he said softly.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 8:26 am
'Of course,' she said, her fingers continuing to run through his silken hair. She loved the sound of his purr; his nearness. She let out the breath she had been holding, and slipped into silence for a moment. Then she spoke again, softly, tentatively.
'You know, we could be more comfortable...on my bed.' the words hung in the air.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 8:34 am
Twin ears pricked up, the white furred tips brushing against Aranea's stomach. "Alright," he said, pulling away reluctantly. She was right, after all... it WOULD be more comfortable, especially with her wound.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 8:41 am
The muscles on her stomach twitched reflexively as his ears brushed her. A ticklish spot obviously. She stood, walking over to her bed, smoothing the coverlet down, and sliding her legs onto the bed. She flinched slightly as her movements tugged the stitches, and she moved down to the head of the bed, propping up the thickly stuffed pillows and leaning against them. She looked over at Feles, waiting for him to join her, one hand twirling the fine strands of the end of her hair.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
