cai
she/her
twenty-three
may 15
fortree
bisexual
herbalist
civilian
slithers of wistful window gazes glint in borrowed light
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POSTED ON Feb 25, 2021 17:56:47 GMT
she was silent for a moment, taking the time to run her fingers through her curly mane and wipe away the bit of drool that had clung to her jaw. that familiar stirrings of lust came about from their newfound position, but cait stemmed the flow of need in favor of focusing upon her own thoughts. once she felt at least somewhat presentable, she offered him a little smile.
"only yours," she promised.
the sacrifices were minimal, at the very least. in exchange for being his, she'd never again boast the title of being 'promiscuous'. not with men at least, as sénon still held the mentality of a pyroar from her perspective; which she found utterly endearing.
'that's the only trade-off, i think?'
there were far more pros than cons to being bound to this man in particular. the promise of a family being one of them - actual children to eventually fill the empty rooms of her cabin. she had a potentially good future with sénon, but there were still obstacles in the way.
'the league being one,' she thought. 'and rocket being the other.'
sénon was intent on aiding his comrades in the rangers. and there was likely nothing, to her chagrin, that could convince him otherwise.
"i wanted to ask," she said, as though it was naught more than an afterthought. "what do you expect from me? there's no point in avoiding the topic now. we've joked about it before - but communication in this regard is key, isn't it?"
cait tilted her head lightly to the side, verbally prodding at her mate.
"we could make it a back and forth, if you like. for example - i'd like children. a minimum of three. and at least one boy."
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