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Post by Kouichi - Yami No Kuro Raion on Oct 19, 2009 21:33:28 GMT -5
"I don't know," he admitted, resting his head on her shoulder. "But... I'm not sure I really care, as long as what happens involves both of us."
He stressed the both, slightly, as if attempting to make a point.His ears were relaxed in contentment, like the rest of him, and his tail flicked happily. No matter what he claimed about his feline traits, he seemed altogether a lot more like a housecat than a lion at that moment, and for once, he didn't care - he was happy, he felt good, and he was sure that whatever this was, it was something that would go on, and he liked that idea a lot.
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Post by lana on Oct 19, 2009 21:53:23 GMT -5
Lana sighed deeply again as Kouichi put his head on her shoulder. Instinctively she reached up and lightly touched a few strands of his hair, hesitating for only a moment before taking her fingers and running them through...ignoring the cat ears, of course.
"You're not allowed to do anything stupid to get yourself killed, though. No dying allowed," Lana mumbled in response.
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Post by Kouichi - Yami No Kuro Raion on Oct 19, 2009 21:55:36 GMT -5
He chuckled happily. Somehow, it felt nice to have her stroke his hair like that... some detached part of him wondered if it was the cat instincts coming out, but the rest didn't care.
"I don't wanna die yet," he mumbled into her shoulder. "Although I'm not sure I haven't... this seems like Heaven to me."
He blinked. Had he really just said that?
Yep. And he'd meant it, too.
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Post by lana on Oct 19, 2009 22:03:22 GMT -5
Lana continued to stroke his hair and smirked to herself.
"Heh. You're a long way from Heaven, I think. They'd never let me in," she answered with a slight chuckle herself, "but this...is nice all the same."
She probably could have gone for the "maybe you're an angel who fell from Heaven, hahaha~" but somehow that seemed a little embarrassing. Lana wasn't good at...well, this type of stuff.
Though, now that she was comfortable and had him so close to her, it seemed to feel only too right for her to run her lips along his neck and gently bite it. In some odd way, it almost felt like it was her way of 'claiming' him for herself.
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Post by Kouichi - Yami No Kuro Raion on Oct 19, 2009 22:05:45 GMT -5
He felt the nip and started a little, but then shook his head - mentally. The part of him that had given way to instinct understood it... and as uncomfortable with both pieces of himself as he was right now, understanding was at least a good thing.
"You really think I'm an angel?" he asked sleepily. He felt a little tired, now that he'd gotten over te initial shock of... what was happening.
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Post by lana on Oct 20, 2009 20:23:19 GMT -5
Lana nodded.
"Of course. You're only mine, though," she mumbled again, scratching his head lightly and leaning back against the wall.
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Post by Kouichi - Yami No Kuro Raion on Oct 20, 2009 20:25:38 GMT -5
He leaned against her, feeling his eyelids droop in a kind of content tiredness that came from the core of his very soul. Something in him had claimed Lana as his, and he was okay with that. One ear twitched slightly as he succumbed to a light, happy sleep.
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Post by lana on Oct 22, 2009 0:14:49 GMT -5
Lana relaxed, leaning her back against the wall behind her and sitting in a long silence before she realized that her 'fuzzy' partner also had quieted down, his movements turning into nothing more than the odd twitch of his ear or tail, and the rising and lowering of his chest as he inhaled and exhaled.
Lana tilted her head slightly, trying not to make big movements in case he really was as she had figured, sleeping. She stared at his face, taking in the sweet scene of the innocent boy curled up in her arms...she felt important, like she had to look after him as though he were some precious artefact.
She didn't mind that, not at all. In fact, the thought of it like that made her twitch out another honestly content smile as she ran her fingers through Kouichi's hair once more, leaning in once more to gently kiss him on the forehead.
"Good night...my...angel..."
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