[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed]

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[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Angel Kimmi - 04-26-2015

<img style="max-width:35%;float:left;margin:0 18px;" src="http://i1248.photobucket.com/albums/hh490/Kim_Irvine/sidebar-1.png" style="avatar] <font color="9ce619] Saydri had stilled, almost unnaturally so when his brain caught up to what his instincts already knew – that their game had progressed unknowingly to something more than purely playful. His body had already begun to respond to her sweet scent of arousal, he could feel the start of it, a tightening and hardening in his groin. A part of him wanted to continue stroking the soft skin and gentle curves for a different reason now, but he was also concerned – and that part won when she coughed.

 It did not seem normal for her to be shivering and her skin was definitely warm and flushed, the night before Seri had seemed cooler than normal and unfazed by it. Perhaps she had gotten sick from getting drenched first in beer and then water among other things the night before…he had tried by removing her wet clothing but obviously that had not been enough to deter the sickness.

 He met the pale blue eyes until small hands slid over his shoulders and over bare skin causing Saydri to shudder slightly at the mix of almost ticklish pleasure the touch gave him. Silver eyes closing momentarily as the hands moved onwards before settling at his waist, once there his eyes opened again and in response to Seri shifting he finally slid his hands away from the soft skin beneath the shirt.

 Saydri nodded and shifted from his position over her, instead sitting once more on his side of the bed so as to allow her the room to sit up if she wished without loosening her grip around his waist. Once more he rested his palm against her forehead this time before letting his hand slide down her cheek and to her neck. Her skin was not ‘hot’ to him, but he had a higher body temperature and when compared to the cool sensation her skin had given him the night before she felt warm.

 "I think you are sick," he said simply.

 Gently he detangled her arms from around his waist so that he could get her a drink. Saydri detangled the sheets from his long legs before he slid from the warm bed completely nude. A soft sound of displeasure leaving his throat at the cooler air. One of the problems with living in a big lofty cathedral, it got cold – and he didn’t know how to work the air conditioner. Still, if Seri was watching the move gave a good view of the muscled back, firm buttocks and long legs that were scattered with small scars from old injuries. He walked towards his chest of draws and pulled out a pair of comfortable black pants and put them on, it was too cold to walk around naked.

 Moving over to the side table he picked up a glass he always kept there and walked into the bathroom, getting a glass of water for her before walking back. Handing the glass to her before picking up the plate of sandwiches that he’d made the night before covered in gladwrap, removing the plastic wrap before placing it on the covers before taking one of the triangles. Taking a bite before saying, "You did not eat last night."
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[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Hobo_Bob - 04-26-2015

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Just a brief moment, a small stretch of time that made Seri think that Saydri was going to continue with where his hand was going. To touch more of her body and perhaps delve into that bliss of physical contact that she and her creature both wanted. It wasn't that she would push him into doing something he didn't want to, but the sudden jolt of a certain part of him against her leg was a sign that perhaps he was not as against it as she was thinking he was. Part of Seri wanted to grin and play a little more, touch him a little longer. Yet it didn't seem as if that was where things were leading to at the moment.

His hands retreated from under the shirt she wore. Her lips parted just enough to voice a sound that could have been meant for words, however nothing more was said.

They both moved. He and then she. Sitting up, her hands on his waist till he was out of her reach, Seri looked to the bedding and it's disarray. Her hands moved to settle them in some kind of arrangement, but she felt the need to say something to Saydri before she did. It was his room, his things so to speak, so if this was how he liked his bed then why should she change things?

But who could speak when witnessing the skin and body of that shifter? Even with his scars, he was a sight to behold. Legs longer than her entire body - not really, but perhaps nearly - a bottom part of her longed to grasp or bite and a back with such strength. Tanned skin, bare for her eyes to see and Seri knew that to stare too long might make her act the way she wasn't entirely prepared for.

Coughing once more, she looked away and set the blanket wrapped around her legs to the side to straighten out the rest of the bedding. Bare feet touched the fluffy carpet under the bed, delighting in the warmth it gave her toes. Pillows were set back into place and sheets tucked under the mattress so once she slipped back into the bed, he returned with a glass of water. Her pale silver eyes looked up into his and she nodded a thank you before downing the whole thing rather quickly.

The liquid calmed her heart as well as helped the cotton-ball she felt in her throat. But the scent of food made her stomach growl a little. There was perhaps enough sandwiches on his plate to help, but not enough to keep her fulfilled for very long.

<font color="#5aa2f3]"No I-....I didn't, did I. Thank you for the drink. I'll get more since you're eating." [/font]standing from the bed once more, she got water from the bathroom sink and returned to sit with Saydri on the bed. Sitting close to him, her hip against his leg so she was nearly leaning against his side, stealing more of his warmth. The food he offered her was enticing, a snack before any real meal. And to stop the need to put her lips on something of his other than the food or the glass of water, she ate.

[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Angel Kimmi - 04-28-2015

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 <font color="9ce619] On closer inspection the room around them was quite large like most of the ones within Inverted Cathedral, the thick forest green curtains blocked the majority of the sunlight from falling directly onto the bed though some of the golden light pooled over the furniture and walls. The walls were a light cream while the floor was one of Saydri’s favourite features in this room, the golden wood was stained and polished, though he had purchased deep green and white fluffy rugs to spread across it in some areas – he liked fluffy things and while he liked wood he didn’t enjoy cold feet.

 There was a sitting area away from the bed with a black lounge and armchairs with emerald green pillows. They were set on one of the rugs, glass and dark wood made up the coffee table and side tables and it was in front of a large television. On closer inspection the whole room held a multitude of modern appliances that most could only crave – there was an in-built music system, a coffee machine and bar fridge built into a small alcove as well as an air-conditioning unit built into the wall above the bathroom door.

 Even the black and white tiled bathroom wasn’t exempt from the technology, though it had a similar pattern of green and cream in the towels, taps in the bathroom glowed depending on which tap he had on or how hot or cold the water was – both shower and basin, it was like a light show but at least the furnishings were relatively simple besides that (or so he thought though there was more hidden technology like the bath being a hot tub with changing LED lights and that there was a television that came out of the end of the bath).

 At least the furniture appeared simple, similarly stained dark wood was chunky with a simple design making up his chest of draws, as well as his bedside tables – though those housed both an electric clock as well as chrome and white touch lamps. A chest that sat at the base of the bed which held a lot of his personal belongings, where the glass ‘floating shelves’ on the far wall were empty of trinkets. The large king sized bed that Seri was currently sitting on, was wood as well with a headrest and the sheets, pillows and comforter were a mix of green, silver and black – ones that had been brought back to semblance of order by the young woman in his absence.

 Saydri opened his mouth to protest the idea of Seri getting out of bed when she was sick but she was already up, so instead he took another bite of his sandwich. Silver eyes watched the woman, drawn to the sight of her figure was shown off in the oversized shirt that skimmed over slender thighs and showing off long legs. When she came back and settled back beside him, he accepted her choice to lean against him without complaint – she didn’t weigh very much really, though his attention continued to shift back to her for two reasons.

 “Are you sure you are alright?” He was still concerned about her, though it’d be a lie to say his gaze didn’t sometimes detour. Taking in the swell of breasts against the soft green fabric and the silky silver strands that were still for the most part in the braid he’d done the night before other than a few strands that had escaped around her face. Saydri had definitely been tempted to continue, the proof of that was hard within his pants and an uncomfortable reminder as well as the reason he had skipped boxers when he’d gone looking for clothes. Unfortunately he wasn’t the most talkative person which meant that while Saydri did think those things, he didn’t always express them.

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[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Hobo_Bob - 04-28-2015

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For a moment, as she walked away, her body gave a little sashay as she moved into the bathroom to get more water. Her hips swayed this way and that, a bounce in her step so her body bounced with her. Hair - still in the braid from last night albeit messy - swayed heavily behind her like the hand of a large clock. Seri did not see his silver eyes watching her or the way they lingered on her legs and thighs, but she was hoping he was or the show was for naught. The part of her that didn't ache, that is. If she had noticed, perhaps the restraint she had on her desire for him would slip that much more and threaten to force her to pounce onto the gentle giant. But once she settled to his side, leaned up against him, more of her wanted Saydri to notice her.

The feel of his skin through the fabric of the shirt, the memory of their almost kiss and those calloused hands on her stomach and ribs but minutes ago. Seri's mind wanted to play that feeling over and over again, but the smell of food made her too hungry to fantasize much longer.

Swallowing those thoughts with a bite of her sandwich, a nod of her head was given as an answer.

Speaking with food in her mouth was very rude.

The question hung in the air for a period of time as she finished her bite of food. Letting the flavor settle on her dry mouth and turn into mush as she took her time before it was down her throat.

Head tilted back, she gave him a gentle smile while her head found a spot on his shoulder to rest on. Eyes settling on his own. if she realized it or not, she was also giving him more of a view of her chest since her head was not in his line of sight anymore. The shirt was not buttoned completely. Perhaps it was at one point but most had come undone in their play or while they slept. Still, she was covered if not just barely. <font color="#5aa2f3]"Mmmnn~....a bit achy and warm. But I think I have you to thank-...for...that..."[/font]

Blinking a few times as her mind processed the words she said in every connotation, she attempted to play them off as nothing more than how she meant them to be said. He must know that he ran more warm than others, and she ran always on the colder side. Freezing, to be exact. Yet for now she felt much more normal.

She soon pulled her eyes from his, looking to the sandwich in her hand once more to take another bite to finish it off. <font color="#5aa2f3]"These are very good....and not too much condiment. Thank you for your consideration, Saydri." [/font]<font color="#ffffff]Seri sat up on her knees, resting her hand on his shoulder for balance and turning to face him as well as to lean over him a bit to rub her cheek against his gently. She felt strained like this, wanting to embrace him and yet unable to till she settled in his lap.

It was easier to slip her hands around his shoulders and nuzzle into his hair.

Not the only reason, she knew, but the one she would reply to if asked.

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[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Angel Kimmi - 04-28-2015

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 <font color="9ce619] Saydri was hungry as well, but he had at least eaten two sandwiches before he had joined Seri in sleep the night before whereas she had fallen asleep before he had been able to feed her. He ate, finishing the last bite of the half he’d been eating since he placed the plate onto the bed in front of Seri, taking another he took a bite of the chicken and cheese sandwich. Chewing slowly even as the silvery gaze focused on Seri – still concerned despite her protests at being fine.

 Still, he enjoyed her warmth, it was not like he wanted her to be cold. Perhaps she was right… perhaps it was merely from being in bed with him, she had been curled up with all that fur after all.

 He made a soft sound of enjoyment as she settled her head against his shoulder, enjoying the close proximity. He was quite affectionate, enjoying company and simple touches though as of late he had not had much opportunity for it. Meeting her eyes he reached up with his free hand and tucked a few stray strands behind one of her ears before letting that hand settle back on his thigh as he finished another bite of his sandwich.

 But Saydri was still male after all, and even if it was by accident at first he couldn’t help but peruse the bare skin that was bared to his gaze. She was at just the right angle that he had an uninterrupted view of the swell of breasts and the smooth skin he had been caressing only minutes prior, hidden only here and there where the buttons held their position. Even if it had been innocent at the time it seemed less so now when reminded of his morning wood.

 “You are most welcome, there is not much damage I can do with a sandwich,” he said softly in response.

 It seemed best not to comment directly on him being responsible for her being achy and warm, as it was her innocent response sounded incredibly suggestive to his ears. In turn it made him wonder what she would look like in such a position, which only increased his arousal and his fairly obvious problem.

 Confusion crossed his expression as she got onto her knees and shifted position, uncertain if she needed more water. Still when he felt the warm smooth skin against his cheek he made a soft almost purr-like noise. His sandwich was dropped onto the covers as his arms automatically came to her waist to support her in the position, some part of him recognising instinctually that it wasn’t an easy position for her to keep.

 He enjoyed the sensation of her cheek against his head and arms around his shoulders. The position was comfortable and he nuzzled his face against the soft skin and fabric as he held her. It was then that he realised what he was nuzzling into - both by sight and sensation. Despite the difference in their heights when like this his head was on direct level with the soft swells of her breasts and the skin bared by the buttons that had come undone.
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[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Hobo_Bob - 04-29-2015

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Softly, her body tickled from the inside at the feeling of his fingers grazing the shell of her ear. That tingling soared into her chest, making her lungs and breasts tighten and heat up. It was an innocent touch, her mind reminded her libido. Nothing to think on the way she was, but that did not stop her from doing so regardless of what her mind told her. In all respectful mannerisms, Seri knew that she should remove herself from being in such close physical contact with him. Slip her hands from around his shoulders and all together sit on the couch or a chair instead of his lap.

She should.

She knew it, yet that didn't help her in the slightest.

And it changed nothing.

<font color="#5aa2f3]"But a meal I didn't have to prepare myself is very much welcome."[/font] A little joke to poke at the large cat while they held each other. Her lips - a breathless whisper away from his ear - pulled into a grin as Saydri's strong arms encircled her waist and pulled her closer to him. Arms tightening about his shoulders as her legs found themselves on either side of his body to effectively straddle him as well as to allow him to nuzzle into her.

Perhaps not where she was expecting him to nuzzle into, but what was done was done.

Swallowing thickly, Seri rested her cheek to the top of his head, a hand scratching lightly at the back of his neck. The sensation of his lips, nose and mouth directly on the skin of her chest both sent a bolt of heat directly to her stomach and caused her heart to skip a beat. He no doubt would notice at least one of these changes in her body. If not for her heart, than the red hugh of her neck and cheeks. Despite how she tried not to make a sound of pleasure at the feeling of his breath tickling her skin to cause goosebumps, the heat pulled a little whimper that echoed in the room.

Or was it just in her head that it did?

Either way, the room was still as she sat on his lap. An obvious bulge against her leg to show his carnal wants and his head nestled between her breasts that tightened her nipples under the shirt barely hanging on by two buttons just at her naval.

[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Angel Kimmi - 05-06-2015

<img style="avatar" src="http://i1248.photobucket.com/albums/hh490/Kim_Irvine/sidebar-1.png" style="max-width:35%;float:left;margin:0 18px;] <font color="9ce619] A shiver skittered down his spine in response to the breath that tickled his ear as slender arms tightened around his shoulders. Instinctively aware of those long legs as they settled on either side of his hips, reminding him of his problem and he felt her bottom against a sensitive part of his anatomy. He resisted the urge to shift, there wasn’t really any way to hide his problem.

 Saydri couldn’t find fault in Seri’s reasoning – it was nice when someone took the time to cook for you, and he found that it was even nicer when someone appreciated the time and effort that he put into making them. Even if it was as simple as a sandwich. There was always pasta that they’d half completed the night before.

 He seemed to remember she had a large appetite. He could make her soup perhaps… that was good for people who were sick, wasn’t it? He couldn’t remember where he’d heard that, maybe he’d need to ask Ruka.

 That was about the time his thought processes paused. A soft purr-like noise slipped from his lips and he tilted his head against the soft mounds as fingers scratched against his neck and through the auburn strands. Calloused fingers itched to slide over soft curves and silken strands, the urge to touch her again was strong and getting stronger the longer he remained nestled into her chest. She smelt so nice even if there was a hint of alcohol to the scent.

 The animal side noticing the way that her heart-beat was quickening as well as the soft sound that slipped from Seri. He shifted his head slightly to the side, the shift causing his cheek to rub against one of the sensitive hard nubs through the thin fabric. Awareness became stronger and he bit his bottom lip as the silver gaze honed in on the other peak.

 He wanted to take it in his mouth. Shouldn’t, but wanted to. Saydri wasn’t one to take advantage of others and it was wrong to take advantage when he was fairly certain she probably had a fever. He should put her in a bath and double check with someone the proper steps to provide to a sick person.

 Still...temptation remained within reach.
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[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Hobo_Bob - 05-07-2015

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While her fingers worked on the back of his neck - pausing to smooth his hair between her fingers before going back to lightly scratching - Seri focused on calming her body and her heart. The heat in her cheeks was from her cold, she told herself. How a creature like her got a cold was beyond her, and it hadn't happened in the past either. Perhaps it was something more than just a cold or a flu. None the less, she slowed her breathing and stopped the flutter in her stomach in order to be able to sit with him as she was and not become too excited. Or expectant.

Trying was one thing, doing was a whole other world.

Saydri nuzzled deeper into her chest, bringing his face that much closer to her skin and pushing the shirt that much further from covering her breasts. Her hands froze for a moment, grasping to the back of his head and onto his shoulder. She breathed deeply and held the breath a moment before releasing it, his name on her lips as she did.

<font color="#64acfd]"S-saydri, uhm-....."[/font] but it was already too late for words. The moment he brushed against her sensitive breast and his cheek seemed to stroke her already pert nipple, she was dying for him to touch more. Her hands clenched into fists as she held him, soft mint painted nails bit into her palms and another wanting sound fell from her throat.

Breathing became quick and quivered on her lips as she slowly pulled herself away just enough to press her lips to his forehead in a soft kiss. Her movements and her body quivered and shook slightly, not from fear but the force of her own will to maintain control. Hands moved to his chest where she felt his body and lightly pushed at him. More like a slight pressure to show him she wanted him to sit up so she could look into his face and see his eyes.

And help with that heat she felt in her body to remove what little she had on for his hands to do as he pleased.

[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Angel Kimmi - 06-08-2015

<img style="avatar" src="http://i1248.photobucket.com/albums/hh490/Kim_Irvine/sidebar-1.png" style="max-width:35%;float:left;margin:0 18px;] <font color="9ce619] Saydri enjoyed the sensation of digits against his skin and through his hair, causing the strands to tickle against his skin as it moved in response to her touch. It was soothing almost and he had a feeling that he could fall into a cat-nap if Seri continued petting him in such a manner for too long. Or rather he would if he was in any other position, though currently sleep was the last thing on his mind with a semi-clad Seri perched on his lap as he nuzzled into her chest. She smelled heavenly.

 Still silver eyes remained honed in on the tight bud beneath the thin barely buttoned shirt. Currently he was having a silent tug-a-war within himself on whether or not it was ok to take the hard nub into his mouth. Seri was tantalizing… and his nostrils flared slightly and he sensed the arousal flare in her. In his mind it gave the green light that she was willing and wanting. Fingers and nails digging into his skin only adding to the sensations and scents, creating an ache in his lower body that was difficult to ignore, especially when that hardening part of him was pressed against her bottom through his pants.

 Saydri’s attention snapped upwards once more when he felt the lips against his skin and the palms against his chest pushed him back slightly. He straightened his position, one hand behind him to helping to support his up-right position on the bed while the other remained on her waist. He gazed at her with still alertness, unmoving and not hindering any actions she wished to take after pushing at his chest. Taking it as a sign that she wanted to stop.

 Right…she was sick. He reminded himself firmly He needed to not take advantage of her person when she was unwell. Likely both Seri and Ruka would be extremely cross with him in the end if he was to do such a thing, that wasn’t even counting the fact he’d be disappointed in himself.

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[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Hobo_Bob - 06-19-2015

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Part of her was hurt that he was so easily removed from her. Showing no pain's to separate or sound of disapproval. Perhaps it was a good thing he did not. It was a hard thing to take when faced with guilt, even if that guilt was the temptation to enjoy the body of another.

But was that guilt that she was thinking of? or another emotion? Too many to keep track of, too many she hardly could feel anymore.

Still, Saydri didn't say anything more to her. Simply leaned back and looked up at her with the cool grace and indifference as any large cat. Would he miss her should she leave now? Not that she was going anywhere at this moment, but it was a nice idea. Needing to be wanted, like any other living being. Or un-living being, too.

Sighing softly, the breath a soft shiver on her pale coral lips, turned into a soft chuckle and followed with a gentle smile. <font color="#64acfd]"Saydri,"[/font] she whispered, <font color="#64acfd]"I would like to perhaps-....kiss you. But I do not want to give you any disease I currently-....carry. But-..."[/font] her pause almost made her freeze. Body poised atop his and hands in mid-caress - they had been smoothing over the muscles of his shoulders and bicep. Breath held in her lungs as she simply looked into the silver eyes of her companion.

Just a moment longer, maybe two moments, and she once more moved. Reanimated by an invisible force. Not that there was any, but something of the like.

<font color="#64acfd]"But....may I? One day, if not today?"[/font] her question could almost be heard as a request of innocents. Yet clearly it was not if the hunger in her eyes was any indication.

[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Angel Kimmi - 06-20-2015

<img style="avatar" style="max-width:35%;float:left;margin:0 18px;" src="http://i1248.photobucket.com/albums/hh490/Kim_Irvine/sidebar-1.png] <font color="9ce619] Saydri didn’t find it as easy as it may have seemed. It took self-control to stop though his lack of expression didn’t portray this, still it was more of an instinctual stillness that overtook him when he was pushed back. Being pushed away was something he was unfortunately quite accustomed to with women. He had learned quickly that continuing after a visible sign of refusal caused trouble, and Saydri preferred to avoid trouble when possible. Besides, one did not take advantage of sick women… even when they were petite and soft, and smelled of snow drops and newly fallen snow.

 If she made a move to leave it would be at that time a sound of displeasure would leave Saydri. He did not intend to let her go back to her room alone, but unless she made such a movement he was for the most part at ease at their current situation. Still at the sound of his name attention returned to her once more. Seeing the soft smile and meeting those pale blue eyes brought out a smile from him in response, one that reached the silver eyes and softened his usually serious expression.

 Saydri listened, his gaze had shifting momentarily to her lips at the word kiss before returning his attention back to her. He shifted his hand, threading his fingers lightly through the pale silken strands, his thumb lightly rubbing behind her ear as he leaned forward. Their foreheads resting against each other and their lips were not that far apart, but then Saydri was not concerned about the potential of catching anything from her. Instead he gazed quietly at her – his words were soft and inquisitive, “You want to kiss me? You don’t find me…strange?”

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[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Hobo_Bob - 06-21-2015

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The question she posed to make Saydri all the more curious as to her body was replied to with a caress. He touched her again. Or, he touched her hair. Caressed the white tresses and tapped the tip of her ear in the process. She watched him. Watched as he looked to her eyes and then her lips only to gaze back at her. His smile was warm and welcoming.

He moved closer, and Seri fought the urge to do the same and kiss him now. Instead, she merely slipped both hands from his chest down his body to settle on his hips where she shifted once more against his, moving closer to his body even as he rested his forehead to hers.

Just a breath more, a hair closer and her lips could be upon his. Melting that heat in her body to do more than want. It was an ache she knew too much about, and only because he spoke a question did she refrain from her own fantasy fulfillment. "<font color="#4891e4]Aye I-...I mean yes....I want to kiss you. And you cannot be so strange as to ask me. Do I....seem odd to you...?" [/font]

A loaded question one could say, but hopefully not too entirely without a ready reply.

[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Angel Kimmi - 06-21-2015

<img style="avatar" style="max-width:35%;float:left;margin:0 18px;" src="http://i1248.photobucket.com/albums/hh490/Kim_Irvine/sidebar-1.png] <font color="9ce619] Saydri sighed softly in enjoyment as hands slid over skin and settled at his hips as their foreheads remained pressed together. The warmth of her skin still not as warm as his despite her fever. Yet he gazed at her, silently inquisitive to her answer to his question as to whether she thought he was strange – but then Inverted Cathedral was a haven for those of them that were unique. It was the reason he stayed there with Ruka, that sanctuary. So it wasn’t unreasonable that Seri would accept rather than judge him for his unusuality.

 He blinked in surprise at the way she answered and yet almost twisted his question around, now to relate to her though perhaps he should have expected it. Likely she had similar experiences. His eyes were soft as he shifted slightly, dipping his head to brush his lips feather light across her lips in a whisper of a kiss before kissing her forehead. “Of course not.”

 Never had he thought of her as something unusual or strange, she was herself. A petite young woman whose colouring reminded him of the snow and snowdrops as much as her scent. Fear of what she might have and catching it was never a concern nor was there ever a question in his mind of -if- he should nurse her back to heath - only how to do so. Just as there was never a thought of her leaving and returning to her own room.

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[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Hobo_Bob - 06-23-2015

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The sweetness of his lips was felt for such a short time, Seri thought it hadn't happened at all. But the heat was there, a trail from her bottom lip to the top and leaping up to her forehead. It was not what she was expecting, but at the same it was fitting. The pair rarely spoke till now, much less were among each other for company longer than a moment or two in passing.

Yet the question and want to kiss him was beyond reasonable and apropos.

Her tongue slipped out to lick her lips, tasting what was not there and what was could hardly be felt much less tasted. Their conversation of who was odd to whom and why was a little lost on her - though her creature silently told her she was the strangest, unwelcome of all. His sharp tongue lashed out so suddenly, Seri hissed as if in pain and turned away from Saydri, yet leaned forward against him. Such a side comment ruined the mood, but not wanting to let it completely go she clung to him a bit more.

Legs slipped around his waist and her arms around his torso to cling to him. Seri pressed her face into his neck as she held him. Breathed in his scent and pulled him tightly to her. The strength she knew she had was nothing. Feeling weak and very tired, yet hungry. She whimpered against his skin, moving her head to press her lips to his neck and sighed softly at the feel of something cool.

How was he cooler in temperature than she? Maybe it felt that way, yet was not true.

[1x1] Cuddles and Colds [Closed] - Angel Kimmi - 06-25-2015

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 <font color="9ce619] Saydri’s kiss was gentle and brief, barely a whisper of a caress before he it ended. He wanted to kiss her more, to do more but he refrained from acting upon such a desire. Confusion caused his forehead to furrow slightly as she hissed and almost seemed to turn away from him as if hurt, but he was uncertain why. Additionally she made no move to escape from his presence the way most did when he had displeased them, instead she nestled ever closer to him only furthering his confusion as to whether or not he’d done something wrong.

 Once arms and legs were wrapped around him with surprising intensity he lightly nuzzled the top of the pale head. A soft purr slipping from him as she whimpered and pressed against him so that more bare skin met. He was surprised, she felt almost warm against his skin and he was not used to someone matching his heat…especially since the night before Seri had been so cool against his skin. Did he need to cool her down or keep her warm?

 “Seri is not strange, she is very beautiful,” he said quietly as though confusion caused a frown to appear. Why did everything have to be complicated? He wondered before he exhaled softly almost a sigh. “I think you feel too warm. I do not know if that is good for you, perhaps you should have a bath?”

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