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Re: The Strongest Jerboa (Fish/Aust)
Yerak had given Lavinia an odd, questioning, look as she spoke of one day buying out her own family, and sighed heavily as she slowly shook his head, but didn't say anything about the matter, and had instead moved onto his little ploy regarding the water canteen. As amusing as Lavinia's reaction had been, he had to keep his laughter down, and as she finally closed her eyes and puckered her lips... He slightly tilted his head, rose one hand up, and as his lips touched against hers, his hand lightly placed against the back of her head. He was gentle and careful with her, his hand on her head was more so he could caress her then keeping her from pulling away, but she might be dissuaded from doing so out of fear alone. The kiss was light and tender, with tongues involved unless Lavi herself made an attempt at such, and even then he'd do so in a gentle manner. And he made the kiss last for some time before pulling away, and held up the canteen to Lavinia's lips.
Holding the canteen for Lavinia, he'd set the pace for the flow by angling it from time to time, letting the water flow in small mouthfuls at a time for the female jaculus to savor, while he spoke. "Listen, Lavinia, if I were you? I'd forget about my parents. Yer a bandit now. If you walked in with a purse of coins, they'd grab you for yer bounty, turn you in, and keep yer purse ontop of it. You turned to a life of banditry, and now, that life is over. Yer caught. And I ain't going to let you go.", Yerak kept the canteen to Lavinia's lips, making sure to pace the flow slowly, drawing it out so she couldn't talk back, and he certainly didn't seem to care that he was giving her far, far more than a single mouthful; she was getting half of a full canteen's worth of water, if she chose to accept it. "That fire in yer eyes earlier? That was real pretty. And right now? Dying embers is all I see. I certainly ain't rekindling them, but if yer handed to the hounds, so that they can do what they do with bandits like you? There wouldn't even be that left in your eyes. Real shame, if you ask me, since yer such a pretty lady.", he sighed quietly, and whenever Lavinia decided she had had enough water, be it once the canteen was empty, or she had finally had enough and wanted to retort, Yerak would casually pull the canteen away, and drink the last drops that remained if any did.
Yerak had given Lavinia an odd, questioning, look as she spoke of one day buying out her own family, and sighed heavily as she slowly shook his head, but didn't say anything about the matter, and had instead moved onto his little ploy regarding the water canteen. As amusing as Lavinia's reaction had been, he had to keep his laughter down, and as she finally closed her eyes and puckered her lips... He slightly tilted his head, rose one hand up, and as his lips touched against hers, his hand lightly placed against the back of her head. He was gentle and careful with her, his hand on her head was more so he could caress her then keeping her from pulling away, but she might be dissuaded from doing so out of fear alone. The kiss was light and tender, with tongues involved unless Lavi herself made an attempt at such, and even then he'd do so in a gentle manner. And he made the kiss last for some time before pulling away, and held up the canteen to Lavinia's lips.
Holding the canteen for Lavinia, he'd set the pace for the flow by angling it from time to time, letting the water flow in small mouthfuls at a time for the female jaculus to savor, while he spoke. "Listen, Lavinia, if I were you? I'd forget about my parents. Yer a bandit now. If you walked in with a purse of coins, they'd grab you for yer bounty, turn you in, and keep yer purse ontop of it. You turned to a life of banditry, and now, that life is over. Yer caught. And I ain't going to let you go.", Yerak kept the canteen to Lavinia's lips, making sure to pace the flow slowly, drawing it out so she couldn't talk back, and he certainly didn't seem to care that he was giving her far, far more than a single mouthful; she was getting half of a full canteen's worth of water, if she chose to accept it. "That fire in yer eyes earlier? That was real pretty. And right now? Dying embers is all I see. I certainly ain't rekindling them, but if yer handed to the hounds, so that they can do what they do with bandits like you? There wouldn't even be that left in your eyes. Real shame, if you ask me, since yer such a pretty lady.", he sighed quietly, and whenever Lavinia decided she had had enough water, be it once the canteen was empty, or she had finally had enough and wanted to retort, Yerak would casually pull the canteen away, and drink the last drops that remained if any did.