DRABBLES AGAIN! Starring:
Fate: aka, "Yes, I DID enjoy my reward, thanks."
Darkblur: aka, "I promise, this time I won't forget my own anatomy."
Milly:, aka, "I'm just here for the challenge rounds!"
Raptor:, aka, "That's VELOCIRAPTOR to you
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Auron drew himself nearer to her, unwilling to let the opportunity slip by yet again. His hands were warm upon her arms, her breath tickled his cheeks - their faces were only eight inches apart. “Forgive me.”
The words were not a plea, but a softly spoken, almost sensual command. Lancaster was drawn in by the words, but her anger had not fully subsided, and her instincts told her to resist. “N-No.”
Auron drifted nearer still; his single eye was dark with desire, his voice husky when he whispered, “Forgive me.”
Lancaster grew very still, terrified yet invigorated by his proximity; he bent his head toward her and closed his eye, his lips just barely brushing over her own. Lancaster stood frozen to the spot, her heart galloping in her chest, her blood rushing in her ears -
“This is all I want from you,” he murmured, and she could feel the light, teasing brush of his lips with every inflection he spoke. “Will you refuse me?”
His dexterous fingers skimmed her upper arms, and she shuddered; the sight made Auron’s stomach plummet with pleasure. She was so sensitive… even the very lightest, most innocent of teasing touches was enough to set her nerves on end and her breath quickening.
Lancaster’s voice was feeble when she managed to stammer out a response. “Please… not now. Don’t… don’t do this now…”
Auron didn’t allow himself to feel rejected; he could tell that she wanted him, with every fiber of her being. “Why not?”
“Because… if you do this now, I will stop caring. I will give up everything to be with you. And we can’t… Seymour… Yuna’s pilgrimage…”
Reluctantly Auron drew back, lifting one hand to trace the delicate curve of her lips with his fingertips. Lancaster swallowed hard. “You’re right. There’s too much at stake for us to abandon our summoner. But know this…” Auron’s hand cradled her face tenderly. “When this pilgrimage has ended, I will make you mine forever.”
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Very much what they need. ::nods::
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Sorry, I'd say more, but I'm having a hard time focusing for some reason.
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