07-30-2018, 05:02 AM
Morgan melted inside at the sound of his partner's purring. Between licks, he whispered, "I missed that noise..." It spurred him on to lick faster, passion increasing with each one. The samoyed shifted back as he felt the other male rest against him, hoisting him up onto his belly as he fell onto his back in the shallow water. Once the feline was on top of him, he tried his best to give a tight and loving bearhug.
The canine's breathing grew more erratic as thoughts flew through his mind, the intimacy of the situation getting to him. "Vigenere," he mumbled, stopping his licking at last to stare into his eyes. The dog's heart pounded as he hugged tighter than before; his grip strengthened for just a moment before he let himself relax fully. "I... Mmm..."
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It took far too long for the joyful samoyed to realize the vehicle was falling toward the surface below. His eyes widened as he found himself unable to move for fear of throwing his companion off the edge. He turned and opened up a small window for himself, some water spilling out the hole as he looked for a good landing point. As luck would have it, the couple seemed to be flying above the same flower field they had visited just a day before. "Just stay close to me, my Vigenere." He gave his partner a quick lick on the forehead before holding him tight against his warm chest, taking deep breaths to keep the boat afloat.
Morgan's focus finally shifted from his feelings to his landing plan. As he closed his eyes, he found himself able to see all the water in the vicinity: tiny flowers, the boat around them, and most importantly, the pond in which they bathed before. His breaths turned sharp as he turned down the high speed of the vehicle, simultaneously keeping it safely out of free-fall.
Once the boat was slow enough, the samoyed let it hover downward toward his target with calm breaths. "Just... a little... more... now." He tried his best to curl up around Vigenere as he let them drop; they hit the water hard, but not from high enough that it would be painful. The samoyed let all the water and ice melt into itself as he let go of his yellow companion with a sigh. "We're nearly there, my Vigenere. I hope you're doing alright."
In an effort to recuperate from the stress, Morgan heated the water around them once more. "We won't be here long. I just thought it'd be nice to rest together again..." Steam began to rise from the still surface, and the canine gave a wink before stepping out for a moment to look for something. He came back after a short few seconds with some tulips in his maw, which he brought to Vigenere with a samoyed smile. "For you."
He inched closer until they were touching once more, and then made a sound as if to clear his throat. "Vigenere, I have one more question for you. I'm sorry if this isn't a good time." He had to force himself not to look away, keeping his gaze as steady as he could on the feline. "What did that strange cat from the Ascendants mean when he spoke to me?" His breathing stopped as he waited in pure unadulterated suspense.
The canine's breathing grew more erratic as thoughts flew through his mind, the intimacy of the situation getting to him. "Vigenere," he mumbled, stopping his licking at last to stare into his eyes. The dog's heart pounded as he hugged tighter than before; his grip strengthened for just a moment before he let himself relax fully. "I... Mmm..."
...
It took far too long for the joyful samoyed to realize the vehicle was falling toward the surface below. His eyes widened as he found himself unable to move for fear of throwing his companion off the edge. He turned and opened up a small window for himself, some water spilling out the hole as he looked for a good landing point. As luck would have it, the couple seemed to be flying above the same flower field they had visited just a day before. "Just stay close to me, my Vigenere." He gave his partner a quick lick on the forehead before holding him tight against his warm chest, taking deep breaths to keep the boat afloat.
Morgan's focus finally shifted from his feelings to his landing plan. As he closed his eyes, he found himself able to see all the water in the vicinity: tiny flowers, the boat around them, and most importantly, the pond in which they bathed before. His breaths turned sharp as he turned down the high speed of the vehicle, simultaneously keeping it safely out of free-fall.
Once the boat was slow enough, the samoyed let it hover downward toward his target with calm breaths. "Just... a little... more... now." He tried his best to curl up around Vigenere as he let them drop; they hit the water hard, but not from high enough that it would be painful. The samoyed let all the water and ice melt into itself as he let go of his yellow companion with a sigh. "We're nearly there, my Vigenere. I hope you're doing alright."
In an effort to recuperate from the stress, Morgan heated the water around them once more. "We won't be here long. I just thought it'd be nice to rest together again..." Steam began to rise from the still surface, and the canine gave a wink before stepping out for a moment to look for something. He came back after a short few seconds with some tulips in his maw, which he brought to Vigenere with a samoyed smile. "For you."
He inched closer until they were touching once more, and then made a sound as if to clear his throat. "Vigenere, I have one more question for you. I'm sorry if this isn't a good time." He had to force himself not to look away, keeping his gaze as steady as he could on the feline. "What did that strange cat from the Ascendants mean when he spoke to me?" His breathing stopped as he waited in pure unadulterated suspense.