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special announcement ;
So I’m officially off my hiatus since my personal life has eased up enough to where I feel confident to return back to RPing. However, I’ve made a new account and I’m officially over at [ ✖ ].
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special announcement ;
So I’m officially off my hiatus since my personal life has eased up enough to where I feel confident to return back to RPing. However, I’ve made a new account and I’m officially over at [ ✖ ].
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special announcement ;
So I'm officially off my hiatus since my personal life has eased up enough to where I feel confident to return back to RPing. However, I've made a new account and I'm officially over at [ ✖ ].
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He can’t help it. The brush of those hands against him, the trail of kisses. It all prompts soft shivers and sigh, gentle exhales against skin and teasing strokes of fingers of the other wolfs back. “Well, if it’s you?” His voice is the same as Scott’s, words little more than a rumble from his throat. “I’ll take romance for as many nights as you’ll give me it.” And then he’s leaning forward, just enough to slot their mouths together. Not a fierce, desperate struggle. Slow. Gentle. One to show just how much Scott meant to him.
Tiny quivers trickle down his spine from the nimble fingers along his back, bumps rising over his skin. Scott doesn't respond verbally—can't with lips claiming his own but he melts against the kiss, lets the familiar ride of Isaac so close to him quell the ache of longing. Despite the heat of wanting to push the kiss into something hotter, something with sharp teeth and bites, he lets his mouth work in sync with the pace. These are the kisses he craves late nights alone; kisses of them saying I love you. with their bodies entangled and mouths connecting, reconnecting.
you’ll never be the same
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He can feel the grin on the others face against his neck, shivers occasionally rocketing down his spine at the attention to his neck, each murmur of those three words like a promise. A reassurance. He’s safe here. He’s wanted. He’s loved. ”I guess I can deal with one night of sappy romance.” His tones pleased, arms curling further around the other wolf.
Fingers work upwards to curl over upper arms, a way to keep himself upright as lips begin to tease towards Isaac's mouth. "Just one night?" The question comes with the intention of a playful taunt but merely falls as a low mumble, breath skimming in the ghost of a kiss. "What if I wanted to romance you tomorrow night and the night after that?"
"Yes but it was still physical contact nonetheless. Without any connection. Which is why I consider it such. I was just curious is all."
"—just curious? That usually warrants some kind of suspicion."
“Just like I really like hearing you say it back.” He can’t help the slightest shiver at the trail of that nose, contently tipping his head back a little. Giving Scott all the room he might want. “Say it again.” He’s never going to get tired of it.
Scott doesn't bother with any attempts to cloak the stretching grin and lavishes the offering length of his neck with soft-pressing kisses, warm with his murmur, "I love you. I love you. I love you." Affectionate nips trail after each repetition, "I can go all night and be embarrassingly sappy if you want me to."
“—Marry me?”
"Yes." A teasing nip to the curling corner of his Alpha's mouth, "—really think I would say no? We are practically married anyways."
"The look on your face is worth a thousand words, actually."
"I was trying to go with something with a lower word count."