The Darker Side of Nothing.

He watched her work a sighed softly. The elder voice that answered him belonged to an old woman. Sores covered her body, they deep and infected. She walked with a totter and a wince.

"Thank you dear demon child." She spoke softly and embraced him.

"Don't thank me." He slipped from her slowly, his voice genuine. "Thank her." With that, he pointed her way. His warm gaze studied the beautiful healing goddess. His heart both fluttered and broke as he watched her.
 
After the children she worked on the adults, easing their pain. She worked and worked, not stopping.
 
The sun quickly rose high and then died down to set. He talked with the children, told them stories, laughed and danced trying to uplift their spirits.
When the sun set, he helped with the fires to keep them warm through the night. He also helped to make meals for the people under the bridge. By the time the meal (a simple stew made of broth and potatoes) he approached the healing beauty.
"Its time to go..." his voice soft. "There will be more gathered here tomorrow, waiting for help. You need your rest, food, ana bath." He held out his hand to her.
 
She nodded and wearily took his hand and rose from her place among the rocks, dining alone. "Yes, love," she spwhispered. "That sounds lovely. . ."
 
As his sweet little lass softly moaned relaxing under the ministrations of gentle hands, the smile upon her lips against his skin brings a smile to his own. Leaning into her delicate touch upon his cheek, he turns his dark maned head kiss her palm.

As her body became heated he understood why, and to sooth her soul him arms wrap protectively about her. ''I'll patiently teach them to her myself either way...Aye my lovely lil Lass I know.''
 
The sky outside would flicker as the sun rose. Its rays would stretch to them, they would dance over her pale skin, causing it to sparkle faintly. A shiver would dance through her, and in the wee hours of the morning, she would drift off to.sleep in his embrace.
 
As soon as their hands touched, they faded from the presence of the sick. Soon they manifested in his kitchen. The warm air of the house touched their skin gently. "Are you okay?"
 
Snoring softly he still had his arms protectively about her, his higher body temperature radiated into his lass. The slight shiver only made him grunt in his sleep, nuzzling his face into her soft raven hair his scent covers her as his. He was just as much hers in Human form and Wolf, whatever it was that brought them together was powerful. Fate was acting on their side for once in the lives of two needy souls starved of love.
 
Nodding, she sat down. "Just weary is all," she said softly flicking her false green eyes back to their original violet. "It's been a long day, love."
 
Nodding he would leave for a moment, walking back quietly a smile would play on his lips.
"I've run you a hot bath love."
 
Smiling she gently got up from the chair. "Thank you, love," she said softly. She gently kissed his cheek in thanks before making her way to the bathroom, where she shed her simple clothes and sank deeply into the tub.
 
He then hesitated by the door, wanting to enter and show her that he did still hold a high interest. Finally he shed off his coat and entered in only a silken shirt. His muscles bulged slightly under its fabric. Quietly he walked behind her, his gaze studying her angelic form. His fingertips found her shoulders and rubbed them gently. "Just relax" his voice broke softly.
 
When she woke, the sun was high in the sky, and a slight warmth filled the cavern. She had dreamt that she was not saved and drown in that freezing water. Her hot tears fell softly onto his chest, as the fear and sadness of sleep vanished.
Her soft lips, timidly found his neck. Her voice, tender like a soft baby kitty spoke, breaking the quiescence of his slumber.
"Angus... We need to wake and venture to my home..."
 
He roused from his deep sleep with a deep breath, feeling her soft lips against his neck, noticed cool tears on his chest. The sweet delicate sound of her voice makes him smile, slowly opening drowsy eyes kisses her forehead. ''Aye lass?...mhm we do...'' His voice deep gravelly from snoring, hugging her close all he wanted was to cuddle a moment longer.
 
"A hot bath awaits us in my residence my love... If you rise quickly we can walk.their briskly nude, like animals.in the forest?" He voice allowing a soft teasing tone as she.snuggled into him, indulging in the comfort.
 
She felt his fingers on her shoulders, and his soft voice, breaking as it almost always did when she was near, and she felt herself relax, her eyes closing gently.
 
"Aye hot bath...'' he mumbles in her ear as he softly nuzzles against it, blinking sleep from his eyes gives her a lazy grin. ''Mhm...like the wild free creatures.'' They needed to go but he couldn't let go long enough.
 
His fingers danced closer and closer to her breasts as he pinched and rubbed her elegant shoulders slowly.
 
Rising slowly from him she would leave a coolness in her absence. "Come now love..."
Her silently playful steps would lead her nude body to the mouth of the cave. The sun would glisten on her soft flesh.
 
He would smile and lean down gently kissing her neck. Trying his hardest not to give into his primal urges.
 
She smiled as she felt his lips on her neck. "That feels really good, love. . . thank you," she whispered softly.
 
Nodding softly, his hands would tremble, for they almost slipped down to graze her beautiful breasts, but he stopped himself and shifted his hips. His shaft swelling.
 
Sitting up with outstretched arms he yawned like a bear, rising to his feet leaning back stretching his back. ''Aye wee Lass I'm a comin.'' Striding towards her he admires her beauty in the early morning light. He quints against the slight as he shields his eyes, taking her delicate hand in his large callused one. ''I'm up.'' That said he kisses her cheek and grin broadly.
 
She blushes softly and gently leads him.out the mouth of the cave. "There is a stable for.your horse there too..." Slowly she would.guide him.through winding trees, until their feet found a path. Leaning against him softly they would.follow it.
 
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