Yes, the season is hard to resist. Oh, how I want to take her to a deep dark place and devour her, but alas, she brings out more control in me than I ever thought I could possess. I can look at her and only think about making her happy, not just myself. All my life its been about taking what I want, when I want it. With Rose, I've learned about patience, something I didn't even think I had.
I have a feeling there's something she's not telling me, something that upsets her, but I can't bring myself to ask. That's not like me at all. Usually I say what I'm thinking without hesitation. I keep glancing at her but I mostly keep it to myself. She'll tell me when she's ready. I just hope I have the answers she needs when she does come to me.
I honestly don't mind sharing her with children someday. From the short period of time that I was a father, I couldn't get enough of watching the kids that came from me. I never thought I could create children, I never thought I'd want to even if I could. Looking at Rose though, I couldn't think of a happier ending.
We head into the forest and I start looking but I'm mostly admiring the deterimination in Rose's eyes as she looks too. She is a sight to behold, no longer young but still so innocent, still so beautiful. She is like a flower who has finally reached full bloom. I notice the old den at the same time she does and I smile back at her when she says it's perfect. I watch her move inside to check it out, looking back to tell me that she wants me to come in and tell her about everything. I look down and shuffle my paws. Where to begin? I look back up when she tells me how she missed me. I give her my full smile with teeth and all, my tail wagging as I head into the den to curl up beside her.
I reach over to nuzzle into her fur.
"And I've missed you. I want to know about you, where you've been, what you've been doing, who you've met...if there's any males I need to go back and take care of."
I lift a brow teasingly, eyes twinkling playfully. I'm trying to distract her from asking about me but I do really want to know what she's been up to. I just don't know how to explain my maker. Godric was everything to me, just like she is now. How can I put that into words?
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so just bite me baby
and drink all my blood
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