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Post by Basil<< on Aug 28, 2007 16:42:22 GMT -5
Fang glanced up at the harsh crow-call, catching a strange emotion hovering in Passion's eyes.
" Hmmm, I know you are not going to tell me, but I will ask anyway; What's on your mind?"
Fang smiled lazily, a rather rare occurence; there was no emotion, but rather something to do with his face while he was processing her words. He thought carefully about what she'd said. He himself was not sure what was going through his mind. It was not that his mind was muddled, really, just... thoughts were such mediocre things, distracting threads of awareness that held reality close.
He noted with silence the soft feather light touch of her tail brushing his thickly muscled shoulder. She spoke up once more, and he focused on her words. "Take heed, don't take my compassion lightly..."
Fang quirked his head slightly, his smile quiet and ever present.
Compassion, for a cad like me? My dear lady, you should not waste such emotions like that on me. His words were quiet, careful, and even mildly concerned. He'd never had this kind of love in his life, not since...no, he couldn't think of that time in his life. He'd spent the last few months trying to rid himself of those hard months.
He sat up, a lazy, sinister, and mildly suggestive look glittering in his eyes. His dark past was forced back, his troubles forgotten in the presence of the lovely white she-cat who sat, looking concerned and...something else, something he couldn't quite pin. Not even Fang, who was fairly good at assessing situations.
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Post by ghost on Aug 28, 2007 16:51:52 GMT -5
Passion's ear angled twords his words. Just as she thought her compassion was not noted.... Compassion, for a cad like me? My dear lady, you should not waste such emotions like that on me.
She saw his body rise, the ripple of the strong muscles in his body, sent a shiver down her spine. Ecstacy filled her emotions, and her eyes flashed with a loving tone, not matter how she tried to hide it, it showed... " Well, you are the first one I ever showed compassion to... Her fur bristled lightly as she sat up and licked a paw carelessly, but a drip of water formed in the corner of her small eyes. How could she expect Fang to care, when she didn't even care about herself?
Loved by nothing, and hated by all.... That's the way Passion lived...
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Post by Basil<< on Aug 29, 2007 23:35:17 GMT -5
Fang noted the shiver of her lithe white body with a silent glance, and watched her bright eyes curiously. There was a flash, an emotion he was not used to..love. Love for him, he whom she had known for only hours.
"Well, you are the first one I ever showed compassion to..."
Fang sighed, watching her fur bristle as she sat up. She was hurt, angry even. Fang rolled his eyes, her antics erratic and frustrating. Her eyes glittered with a soft mist, a tear forming in the corner of her eye. His frustration welled up, but he forced it down and fixed his gaze into blandness.
He could feel things he hadn't felt in a long time forcing their way out of the steely prison his heart used to be; and for some cat he barely knew. Maybe this was what she wanted, he could not be sure, but for some reason he felt just a bit more than the normal rough primal attraction. More for this lovely she-cat he had known but for..a day it had almost been.
Stars were beginning to blink in the slowly fading light, and the quarter moon hung in the sky. The glow was surreal on Passion's soft fur, and her beauty struck him hard. He knew he couldn't have fallen in love with her so fast, but there was definitely something about her that intrigued him.
He let his caution go for a moment and lifted his tail to her small chin. He stared deep into her eyes, his like a fading storm, a calm silver lake in pale moonlight. They didn't radiate emotion, just calmly stared into hers.
You must know I have not felt emotion like this in many moons, Passion. I lost my heart a long time ago. It is not usual for me to stay in a cat's presence for so long without leaving.
He shifted, staring deeper into her eyes.
Even though it might not seem it, Passion, you are special to me.
The words he spoke only seconds ago were as soft as the warm breeze that shifted his thick silver fur. They were gentle, yet as emotionless as ever. It was not that he didn't mean them, but that he was unused to using any emotion, feeling anything.
This she-cat in front of him had clawed her way past the iron bars he had put up around his heart. She hung there, holding on to his stone heart like a thorn, like a desperate weed hanging on for it's lonely life. Her roots dug in, cracking the surface and getting a stronger hold every moment.
He blinked and took a step back, his eyes dull and his paws working on the ratty old couch. Bits of moldy damp stuffing ripped out beneath his silently working claws as he stared up at the starry sky.
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Post by ghost on Aug 29, 2007 23:52:02 GMT -5
She felt her hear pound, so hard, it would surely burst out of her chest. Her eyes glittered, they greew soft, and all the hardness, stubborness, had left them... only leaving her eyes filled with love, WAIT! Love?
You must know I have not felt emotion like this in many moons, Passion. I lost my heart a long time ago. It is not usual for me to stay in a cat's presence for so long without leaving.
Hmm, what was so special about her? A lone she-cat with no life.. in love? How was an indivualist to survivve with mate? Key word; Individualist, alone, one. Her eyes glittered softly as she stared into Fang's eyes, why did she feel so compelled by him?
Her fur flushed as his tail graced her chin, her body stiffened, as his tail controlled her body for a moment, and then she heard the words... The words that made a rare feeling appear in her eyes... She loved Fang from the moment to words crossed his lips.
Even though it might not seem it, Passion, you are special to me.
She felt the rough couch exterior grace her paws, and she drew them away, his words sent her back spiraling into a whirlwind of memories....
They told, they loved her, why did they die? He told her, he would always be there, but his heart turned...
" F- fang.... I just want to say somthing.... But, I fear that... it may be the wrong time..." She was being such a FOOL! Why, how could she expect to love him? She didn't know, she had captivated his heart....
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Post by Basil<< on Aug 30, 2007 0:30:24 GMT -5
There was so much love in Passion's eyes, it was unbearable to his crumbling heart. He couldn't think straight, couldn't look at her. He fixed his eyes on the lonely moon as she reacted to his words, his claws still working the couch to shreds.
She seemed lost for a moment, he could feel it, a vagueness that lasted only a second. He didn't know what he was still doing here, trusting his heart to this she-cat he had known for so little time..She just had something, something Fang had been looking for. He didn't know what it was, but she had it.
" F- fang.... I just want to say something.... But, I fear that... it may be the wrong time..."
Fang snapped his eyes down to hers, foolishly. He'd let his emotions run rampant while his eyes had been fixed on the moon, turned away from her face, and he had not schooled them to blandness. In them burned a ferocious hunger, and a pain that glowed like silver fire in his stormy gray eyes. It was intense the way he looked at her now, and his paws grew still on the rough upholstery.
I have spent a lot of my life hearing things at the wrong time. I can't imagine anything coming from your lovely mouth being the wrong thing to say.
His soft words hung in the air, gentle, sweet as he had ever been. His heart crashed around in his chest and his soul screamed with all the pent up emotion he had been holding in since the fateful day he'd met his son, only a year before this day.
He wasn't going to hold back any longer. Not with her. She was the part of him that had been missing from his life...his emotion..his passion for life. He'd been missing his Passion for so long, he hadn't recognized it until now..but here she was. He felt a rough, strange feeling run through his body with the intensity of ice water.
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Post by ghost on Aug 30, 2007 0:39:56 GMT -5
Wait, what did he just say? Was that acctauly a nice, sweet loveing comment from the mouth of the rouge cutted male...She could see it in his eyes, the hesitation, but the burning passion in his eyes. Passion, was she now his passion? But the words he spoke, so soft, welcoming. It made her want to fall into his open paws, to finally be loved...
I have spent a lot of my life hearing things at the wrong time. I can't imagine anything coming from your lovely mouth being the wrong thing to say.
Alright, want to hear what Passion has to say, prepair for utter shock.. Her fur bristled as she gathered up the courage... the only shyness she had ever shown.. Her mouth opened, and out poured her love for him..." Alright Fang, I love you...I loved you to first moment I saw you, you light up my day, and make even the most deary times seem wonderfull. I knew I had met a jewel when I met you...." she panted, her eyes flashing with many diffrent emotions... Her paws worked the couch, would she be rejected? Or, would he learn to love her? Love her for her, rough nature, and her sharp tounge?
Her body shivered, it sent rippled of ecstasy down her spine... A deadfull conciquence was to come, to all if her heart was broken... She bore it, a pure heart, would he stamp it to the dust? Her eyes closed for a moment, her heart pounded, as she awaited his responce.
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Post by Basil<< on Aug 30, 2007 0:55:11 GMT -5
Fang watched in silence as her fur bristled, as she worked up the courage to say what she wanted; it was cute in a way, the way she drew herself up to speak.
" Alright Fang, I love you...I loved you to first moment I saw you, you light up my day, and make even the most deary times seem wonderful. I knew I had met a jewel when I met you...."
Fang's ears flicked, and his eyes flashed, unreadable. He glanced down at his paws, his tail twitching. It took a moment to absorb her words. NO cat had ever said such things to him, the silent, rough cat he was. The cat who slept on graves, the gray cat whose home was in the local cemetery...whose heart used to be as cold as the marble which usually surrounded him..
He felt the vibrations of her paws on the upholstery, felt her fear in waves, like a sharp tang in the air. He kept his eyes on his rough furry paws for a moment, the silence giving him a chance to let his mind clear, and his heart crumble the last little bit.
He couldn't believe he'd fallen for this beautiful mess, this lovely passionate cat. He'd never felt like this before, this...love. It was the only thing it could be, quick as lightning and heavier than stone. It pressed down on his soul yet he felt lighter than air.
He looked up slowly into her eyes, his bright silver orbs burning with fiery emotion. He did nothing but stare into her worried eyes for a moment, then spoke up quietly.
Passion.....Do you believe in love at first sight? He stood and moved closer, sitting down close. He lifted a paw to her face, resting it gently on her sweet face. He leaned close, and put his mouth to her ear. I do. he whispered.
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Post by ghost on Aug 30, 2007 1:04:38 GMT -5
The words that Fang spoke, were filled with what she wanted to hear, love, they were words that made her melt, into the mess that she was named; Passion...
His body, muscles rippled so powerfull as he moved twords her, it auraed heat, his body she could tell was tence, he seemed so unsure of himself... Then he spoke. She could tell by his eyes, the words were genuine...
Passion.....Do you believe in love at first sight?
His paw reached up to her face, and her fur flushed, she felt as if she would burst. Her eyes flashed with so many diffrent emotions, all showing her love for this tom... She was unsure of his words untill he whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine..
I do...
That was it, the barrier had broken. Passion's whole demenor collasped, and she nuzzled under his chin with so much love, her purr so loud it alerted a group of crows... Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at the sky, the stars shone, just for them... She drew away, her eyes questioning as she awaited his responce.
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Post by Basil<< on Aug 30, 2007 9:57:50 GMT -5
Fang watched in silence, lost in Passion's eyes. He was nicely surprised by her sudden movement, and leaned into her as she nuzzled him. He chuckled quietly at her loud purr, his gray orbs flicking up to watch a cloud of crows flap away loudly. He looked down at her, a ferocious passion burning in his eyes. Her own eyes sparkled as she sat looking up at him..
Then she pulled away. Away from his side, like the warmth leaving him. He looked over at her, a curious look on his rough gray face. She seemed to want a reaction from him, a reaction for her bold moves. He only grinned, full of happiness and curiosity.
Why did you move from my side, my lovely Passion? I grow cold without you near.
Did the words sound as strange to her as they did to him, so unlike him? So full of emotion, so foreign on his lips. This cat before him bewitched him, created feelings in him he couldn't blot out. He wasn't going to try any longer, not with her. He'd be the same for any other cat, yes, same as always, but there would always be a secret part of him that would be for Passion, his love, his emotion.
He knew falling in love like this was unlike him, was foolish..He didn't know too much about the lovely she-cat..He only knew she was beautiful, intelligent, and passionate. He knew she completed that empty part of him that had been missing for so long. He knew that every day he went without her would be just another day without love in his life.
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Post by ghost on Aug 30, 2007 11:59:02 GMT -5
Passion's eyes widened, as he looked at her, was that a grin she saw on his rough features... Then he opened his lips, and out poured the most sweet honey to Passion's ears... Why did you move from my side, my lovely Passion? I grow cold without you near.
Those words... they made Passion's heart jingle. She couldn't beleive she had fallen for such a rough cutted handsome tom. Her eyes sought out his, and she gave a tiny feminine mew of suprise... There it was, emotion in his grey eyes, they made Passion melt. Those eyes so seducing, she would be ready to go anywhere and do anything for him... She loved Fang, a tom she hardly knew, but wanted to know everything about.
Before she had met Fang, she was so lost, with out a cause, a broken tool. But, now... she felt needed, she felt loved... Her past had taught her not to love, but the emotion broke through, and love conqured all...
Passion's demenor returned to the flirty she-cat, she silthered her tail over to his and wrapped around it like a snake... Her body moved closer to the tom, as she did so, she felt the heat vibrate from his body, she moved even closer, untill their pelts mingled.
" My dear Fang, I justed wanted to see, if you felt the same way... I- I love you..." she purred her head nuzzling his chin, her body so close to his... " Never let me go..." she whispered, her eyes tearing with a happiness she had never felt before....
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Post by ghost on Dec 12, 2007 10:03:25 GMT -5
( I 'd like to continue this, when ever Basil gets on.... =[[)
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