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RE: Мои руки только гладят тебя Но тебя уже трясёт - Creole - 12/29/2024
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I do...He replied to her with a warm smile crossing his maw and he gazed down upon the small child. He remembered when his children were young and curious like she was, when they were allowed the freedom to be themselves and grow into the shape they wanted to be. Not a mold they were expected to fit into, Creole never had heavy expectations for his children other than be who your heart desires you to be.
A deep chuckle passed through his chest as she leaned into him, he expected she didn't get this much at home if she was soaking it in like she was and he allowed her to have as much of it as she needed...
Plus he missed puppy cuddles, they were oh so sweet...
Oniria questioned if Reign had ever left them like this and Creoles heart sank through the warmth that had broken through.
Not like this...He replied with a small shake of his head, cirtrine eyes not leaving her own as he spoke.
We were separated before but... This is different... Before was out of our control... This time she just... Left...Onyx lips spelled out for the puppy, a feeling of an icepick driving through his chest came with the words and he huffed a heavy breath.
Forget my troubles Oniria... What causes you to come to the riverside alone...?Creole asked her, his eyes warm and inviting as he tried to change the subject on her, a small breeze rolled through and ruffled the mans fur as they sat, a chill running down his spine... A welcome feeling, a nice change of pace from what he was feeling inside...
RE: Мои руки только гладят тебя Но тебя уже трясёт - Oniria - 1/4/2025
"I do... " she smiled, genuinely smiled for the first time...ever she thought. She was able to uplift someone, to do some good in this hell family. That had to mean something, right? Maybe there could be more to her than what her family demanded, more than violence ─ maybe strength wasn't what they said it was.
"Not like this..." soft brown eyes flickered back to him, ears falling. "We were separated before but... This is different... Before was out of our control... This time she just... Left..." ❝ Well... ❞ she began. ❝ I'm here ─ I could be here more...if you want ❞ here. With him. This was way better than her dad, her brothers.
"Forget my troubles Oniria... What causes you to come to the riverside alone...?" she sighs heavily, eyes falling to the water. ❝ I told you... ❞ she would mutter. ❝ My family sucks, ❞ she said. ❝ They're stupid ─ they don't love each other they just...fight. It's fun sometimes, playing...but every once in a while it would be nice to have this... ❞ she laid down then, curling her small body into his ivory fur, burying her face.
She would soak up the warmth and the love like she was starving and this was the first and last time she would get it.
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RE: Мои руки только гладят тебя Но тебя уже трясёт - Creole - 1/5/2025
Smiling a little at her words Creole continued to look down at her with a loving look in his eyes, having a soft spot for puppies, and it seemed he had a soft spot for this particular Drazen... She explained she could be here more and the man smiled wider, if that was even possible,
Oni... I'd like that... And if you ever need me I'm just a howl away... I have good hearing so I'll hear you...He spoke back, his heart swelling with warmth.
She solidified that it was her family that brought her here an he frowned, shaking his heavy head,
I... I'm sorry... Sometimes... Sometimes Family isn't what we want but it's what we have... We should cherish what we have while we have it for it will not always be there...The Dragon explained to her, hoping that his words of wisdom might help her just a little in her current pain.
She laid down beside him, burying her small face into his plush coat and the man slid down beside her, curling around her in a fatherly fashion. If she needed this comfort he would give it to her, for he thought Satan may not have been the most attentive father... Not the way a soft babe like Oniria would need... Sighing he would lay there with her for as long as she needed, or until she was summoned/Physically removed from their location on the shore.
He spoke no words for he feared he would unsettle her from her placement and that was something he didn't want to do.