Inner Mind

"I think I am going to think on my reply a little and post tomorrow. I need to try to relax and get to sleep, even with the discomfort I am feeling right now."

I get to my feet, once again reluctantly.

"I know you will be working again and wont be on much, which is disappointing, but, I hope we have some time to write together soon."
 
"No matter how much time you have, it never seems like enough, does it?"

I regret her going, but don't try to stop her or even encourage her to stay. We all need our rest sometimes.

"I work fours and twos, so I'll be around. I'll try to post when I get home from work some nights, but no promises. Sleep well, lady."
 
I smile and head towards the door.

"Have a good night"

I disappear once again into the night.
 
Deciding I'm tired of being tired I get up and wander over to a pool table that distinctly had not been there before now. The lights don't come back on, but the fire grows lighting the room a little further.

Picking up a cue, I break and watch as the billiard balls spin across the table.
 
Pops in to leave a note. "Sorry I haven't been able to post in our thread yet. I havent been feeling well since the other night and I have been working as well. I hope to get a post done soon."
 
I wander into existence and pick up Kaena's note. I nod understanding that its hard to write when you feel like crap.

Tonight, I put my feet up on the couch, grab a mug of hot cocoa, and open a book. Bram Stoker's Dracula, I've been meaning to finish it for quite a while. I flip through it looking for where I left off and keep an eye out to see if any of my threads update.
 
A wolf? A woman? A small form...wanders ever nearer until she reaches the entrance. In one small paw? Hand? She holds a pale piece of parchment. Printed upon it are words~blood red.

The note is left, tacked to the door, a pale lilac tucked in the parchment roll.


E~

I have been moving, and working. Not a good combination but one that will end with me starting over, in a new place, surrounded by new things, scents, people. I know that I owe you (and many others)...and I have every intention of getting your response up within the next few days, as soon as the real world releases me.

Don't forget me whilst I am away.

L~
 
Another note? This one from a friend I've known a little longer.

"If I can disapear for months and months then she is certainly allowed to take care of life for a little while." The words aren't addressed to anyone in particular. I get up not having read a single word while I flipped through the pages. Its far too easy to get distracted. Instead, I take a fire iron and move the wood around a bit producing a larger flame. I'm patient, especially for her.
 
I enter my little sanctuary to find something is a little bit off. There is something here that I didn't mean to be here. It feels like I put it there, but ... not by my will. I search the area and quickly find it sitting alone on a little table at the edge of the room.

A key. No larger than my first two knuckles on my index finger. It pick it up and its ice cold to the touch. Glancing out a window into the stone labyrinth outside I know what door it opens, inevitably. I wonder if I'll ever use it though. Certainly not tonight, but its good to know that its there. The metal in my hand doesn't warm against my body instead keeping its icy feeling. I produce a thin silver chain to put the invader on and place it around my neck, below my shirt. I don't like what it might open, but trying to get rid of it would be much worse.

I lay out on one of the couches and some Pantera comes on in the background. Its so quiet that I can barely hear it, but its there.
 

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Soft padding footsteps lead me toward a friend's...abode. I sit, just outside his door and wait...
 
She's outside. I don't have the keen senses she does, but this place is mine, so I just know. Why wait out there?

I get up, go open the door, and look down at her with a slight look of confusion on my face.

"Luna, its lovely to see you, but what are you doing out here instead of inside?"
 
Wide smile, low giggling laughter

"Well I was waiting to see if you would welcome an old wolf inside, obviously."

Standing up, stretching. Muscles flexing. One small hand traces his arm from shoulder to wrist. Smile widens ever further.

"How you doing?"
 
My hand in the small of her back I guide the wolf inside and close the door behind us. As soon as it clicks closed I launch myself into her setting us both sprawling to the floor. Straddling her, I know its likely a short term situation, but I lean in close.

"If you aren't welcome here, dear wolf, I doubt I'd even be welcome here." The grin on my face is positively devious.
 
We hit the floor in a tumbling mess of limbs~tan and brown, tall and short, mass and curves. I grin up at him, light brown eyes sparkling happily.

"You sure do know how to make a girl feel welcome."

A slight wriggle, using powerful legs to propel me out from underneath the sexy man who thinks he has me pinned...

"However, for wolves tis best to simply allow us...to sniff you...maybe lick a few odds and ends..."

Sitting up, thighs still trapped beneath the weight of his body so that teeth and tongue can taste flesh there~at the elbow...and there...flat expanse of stomach.

"Though how you would be unwelcome in your own place is beyond me."

A blinding smile.
 
"Though how you would be unwelcome in your own place is beyond me."

"Precisely."

She's escaped partially, but I can't complain about the results. Teeth and tongue on flesh. I suppress a shudder.

"I'm doing well by the way. Settling into a new life rather well. Its not what I had aimed for, but its treating me fairly well so I can't complain." I keep my voice level and even shutting out the lust and everything else she's already evoking in me. Its the game I play. Seeing how long I can act nonchalant around her is a little challenge.
 
"I'm doing well by the way. Settling into a new life rather well. Its not what I had aimed for, but its treating me fairly well so I can't complain."

Words~low, fairly careless. Almost throw away remarks. Words that don't match the scent of rising musk, male sweat, the tang of excitement. He is teasing himself. Hell, I am teasing him too. He likes it. I know.

"Good. I am glad things are settling into some sort of happiness for you."

Voice is husky...teeth and tongue are tasting flesh~chest, collar bone. Strong, small fingers stroke and scrape sensitive skin. I like men who understand that if they are on top? It's only because I want them there. Maybe he doesn't KNOW it...but he accepts it, in an easy way.

"You gonna help me up, cuddle me on your lap, get me something cool to drink? Or am I gonna have to keep molesting you from beneath?"
 
"Of course," I say quietly, but hesitate to move. I know more is to come, but leaving her touch even for a moment feels wrong. Still, I get up and help the lovely lady to do the same and guide her over to a favorite couch.

I take a seat on the large forest green fabric and let her settle in as well.

"What did you want? What would really satisfy tonight?"

I let the words hang in the air for a moment before continuing, "lemonade, iced tea, soda, water?"
 
Laughter. He is the king of snark. I curl myself into his lap, hands twining behind his head, fingers stroking the nape of his neck. Soft lips find the pulse at the base of his throat, the one that beats with steady ferocity.

THUMP
*bump*
THUMP
*bump*

Teeth bite. Release.


"Ice water if it pleases you, sexy man."
 
I wander in the brief second I have available at work. "just want you to know at the moment I am feeling better so I hope to post for you tonight" I see he is otherwise occupied so I slip out once again.
 
My eyes flutter shut for a moment as I feel her bite down.

"Of course," I breath. One hand finds her hip to rest on without thinking about it and the other reaches behind the couch just out of view. It returns with a tall glass of ice water. The ice is still settling like it had just been poured, but condensation is already forming on the glass. I hand it to her.

Regaining my composure I pose a question to keep the veil of a normal quiet conversation.

"Seems like the move has been going well. How have you been? I haven't heard much, just seen bits and pieces."
 
"I'm glad to hear you are feeling well," I tell my brief visitor and then return my focus to the wolf in my lap.
 
As too often seems the case one of us has up and vanished again. I offhandedly toss the glass of water into the fire. No glass shatters and the fire doesn't shrink at the water, but it is definitively gone. I move to the leather chair and lay down in it sideways. The music from earlier has faded and I turned my attention to my laptop. Quietly, I wander the web looking for something to occupy me.
 
Wanders in once again, in search of a comfortable chair.

"Good evening. I hope your night has been treating you well"
 
"Very well. Almost too well, but not quite."

I slide further into my chair if its a possibility.

"Hope you're feeling at least a little better. Post when you can, I didn't mean to rush you."
 
"I didnt feel like you were trying to rush me," I reply, sinking into my usual chair. "I just wanted to drop by and say hi before heading to bed. Im off tomorrow, so maybe I will be able to post then"
 
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