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Post by moondog__[இ] on Feb 16, 2009 21:04:03 GMT -5
I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears (no I'm not) But I'm scared of (loving you) I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair (that's right) But I'm scared of (loving you)
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When Ajax spoke, her auds twitched forward and she looked up at him, hardly believing what he had said. She blinked, and then let her usual trademark smirk reach her lips, and she nodded. "I'm glad that you think so. And no, I do not wish it to change anything. I enjoy your company." She admitted, though it wasn't grudgingly. She really did like Ajax's company, which was saying much. She usually couldn't stand the company of another dog, but this brute was so interesting. She liked listening to what he had to say, and also liked how accepting he was, oddly. Normally, she wouldn't care. No, Narcissa wouldn't have given a damn how other dogs acted or what they thought of her. But in this case...
At his next sentence, she blinked once more, taken by surprise again. So he had an interest to her. "Well," She sai,d beginning to circle him again. Each circle she completed, the next one would become closer and smaller. "I have an odd interest in you, as well, Ajax." She said, once again relishing the way his name sounded. She was now brushing against his side with every circle she made, curly tail lightly running along his neck and the bottom of his mouth.
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Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask? Why do we love Love, When Love seems to hate us?
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Post by Pandora! on Feb 16, 2009 21:45:11 GMT -5
ajax*Lyrics twirled softly into my ivory, triangular ears, tuning her words in as she sung to me. I enjoy your company. My heart fluttered, leaving me without words to reply with. Oh, how did she do this? How did she have such a powerful effect on me? "Narcissa, I enjoy your company as well." Oh, such a gentleman's response. She was swimming around me, circles after circle. It was hypnotizing, a smile crawling across my thin, cylinder muzzle. I was noticing that her circles were becoming smaller, and she was coming closer, but I did not mind. No, I simply continued to swim, allowing her to inch to wards me, her scent a tornado. She vocalized again, my auds twirling upon my neatly chiseled cranium. I have an odd interest in you, as well, Ajax. Oh, how she said my name, it was like the angels above beckoning me. It slipped off her tongue with ease, a slight, adorable drawl. I craved her closer, even though her kinked tail was brushing my upper shoulders, making its way along the line of my chops. It was a sort of tickling sensation, her scent was what was overwhelming, luring me in to wards her. "Narcissa, what is on your mind?" I wish I could read her mind, so I would never have to ask her. I adored the human mind, it was so complex, such an intelligent muscle.
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Post by moondog__[இ] on Feb 17, 2009 1:08:32 GMT -5
I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears (no I'm not) But I'm scared of (loving you) I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair (that's right) But I'm scared of (loving you)
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The moment Ajax said he enjoyed her company as well, Narcissa had to fight off the urge to grin, something she was not used to. She also felt as if she had some sort of bird or flcok of butterflies in her stomach, something very odd indeed. But she kept her facial expression smooth and impassive, millions of thoughts running through her mind. And then he asked what she was thinking. She stopped circling him and simply settled for swimming alongside him, her side lightly pressing against his. "Lots of things." She drawled, considering what she would say before she spoke again, melodic voice floating out into the silence. "How I'm glad you don't judge my narcissism, how I'm happy that I wandered here today, and..." She paused, swimming away from him slightly, glancing back over her shoulder at him. "...wondering why it's just you that has the ability to make me feel as I do."
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Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask? Why do we love Love, When Love seems to hate us?
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Post by Pandora! on Feb 17, 2009 18:29:18 GMT -5
ajax* how did we get here? i used to know you so well.Vocals ringing in my ears, I continued to swim along, merely my neck, shoulders, and head shown, the rest beneath the tranquil surface. -wondering why it's just you that has the ability to make me feel as I do. I gulped, that last statement spinning like a repeating track in my mind. I did that to her? So it was not just I who was itching to be close? "I was wondering the same thing about you, actually," I replied softly, following the beautiful Narcissa.
All this swimming was causing a muscle or two to cramp up, quite inconvenient if I may say so. "Dear Narcissa, I must return for shore. I am getting quite exhausted," I stated, awaiting for her reply before rudely turning away. I was tired from my travels, and I did need a quick nap.
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Post by moondog__[இ] on Feb 17, 2009 18:38:36 GMT -5
I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears (no I'm not) But I'm scared of (loving you) I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair (that's right) But I'm scared of (loving you)
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Narcissa once more concealed a smile at his words, and then nodded in agreement when he spoke again. "Yes, that might be best. I'm growing tired as well." And we can't have that. Her mind added firmly. She couldn't agreed more. So the Karelian Bear Dog bitch turned, passing Ajax on her way back to the shore. She nudged him playfully, before continuing on, trotting up onto firm ground and then shaking the water from her ebony-n-ivory hued pelt.
She turned her head back, auds erect, to look at Ajax, waiting for him to travel onto dry grounds as well. Tail was slightly swaying, hardly ever truly wagging, and bright, narrowed eyes were locked on the brute.
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Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask? Why do we love Love, When Love seems to hate us?
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Post by Pandora! on Feb 17, 2009 18:57:17 GMT -5
ajax* i party like a rockstar.
look like a moviestar.
play like an all-star.
fuck like a pornstar. baby, i'm a superstar. Her agreement was relieving, and I slowly swam my way to wards the welcoming shore. The water seemed thicker, like I was plodding through mollasses, although I knew it was simply liquid. My mind playing tricks on my body, that is all. Narcissa swam by me, a slight nudge as she passed by, causing my stomach and heart to flutter, a chuckle releasing. By the time my pads had found their way above the silt, she was already shaking her pelt, freeing the caught water, droplets rocketing from her black and white coat.
I continued, the water line receeding down past my pads. It felt nice to be on dry ground, and I shook my pelt with a new flash of energy. The sun was gradually making its way towards the horizon, sending me to look at Narcissa. Where was it safe to sleep?
Before comepletely exiting the pond, I lapped up a stomach full of water, feeling quenched. "That was a very nice swim. Thank you again, Narcissa." I said, stretching my cramped limbs.
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Post by moondog__[இ] on Feb 17, 2009 20:27:42 GMT -5
Sweat, sweat, cos I’m a poisonous pill, Pop me in your mouth baby, sit and distil, Not yet, I ain’t through wit’ you girl, Put me in your glass baby, give me a swirl.
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Narcissa finally allowed herself to smile at him, her smile sharp yet sickly sweet at the same time. She nodded to him once. "It was my pleasure, Ajax. Really." She said, not lieing the least bit. She really had enjoyed being here with him. "I suppose you'd like me to leave you now, though, so you could get some rest?" She asked casually, making sure no hint of emotion could be caught in her low pur-like voice. She glanced back at him, looking into his gorgeous golden eyes.
Of course, she wouldn't mind if he wanted her to leave, right? Because Narcissa never got attatched to anyone...right? Cissy! She could practically hear Diarem calling in their last happy moments together. Cissy, let's go exploring. No. She didn't. She hadn't grown attatched to Diarem, or the way he had called her 'Cissy', so she wouldn't ever get attatched to anyone else.
But for once, maybe she was lieing to herself.
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Don’t stop don’t let it (oh), Freeze up your trembling lips, Don’t you regret it (oh), Cos you can bet that this won’t even ever happen again.
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Post by Pandora! on Feb 17, 2009 21:31:33 GMT -5
ajax*A smile slid across her gorgeously chiseled chops, a quiver strolling down my worn spine. Four long years and my body was still working like it was two years from now, just a bit more aches and cramps. Amazing how bodies worked, such complex machinary doing tasks ranging from small to large, from easy to challenging.
Did I want her to leave? Oh, no, I did not. I wanted her to stay, but my rest was needed. Oh, it could wait. "No, I am not going to sleep yet, Narcissa, stay.. if you wish," I returned swiftly, lowering my voice for the last three words. I hoped she would stay, for her company was oh-so-enjoyable.
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Post by moondog__[இ] on Feb 17, 2009 21:40:51 GMT -5
Sweat, sweat, cos I’m a poisonous pill, Pop me in your mouth baby, sit and distil, Not yet, I ain’t through wit’ you girl, Put me in your glass baby, give me a swirl.
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Narcissa chuckled lightly to herself. If she wished? She walked over to where he stood, lightly brushing against him as she passed and then turned to look him in his golden-hued eyes. "If I wish?" She asked, voice softer than usual, making it almost a whisper, and less stern. "Why wouldn't I?" She asked in a tone suggesting that she was deeply pondering the question, though she clearly wasn't.
Ah, Narcissa had always been skilled at altering her tone. It was just something she had grown used to doing, knowing that it would come in handy when she was in a bit of a spot, or just when she was messing with a canine's head. But now her attention was turned to Ajax, tail still swaying ever-so-slightly.
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Don’t stop don’t let it (oh), Freeze up your trembling lips, Don’t you regret it (oh), Cos you can bet that this won’t even ever happen again.
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Post by Pandora! on Feb 17, 2009 22:32:34 GMT -5
ajax*I sensed her coming up to me, and then I felt it: a long stroke along my right side, electrofying. I shuddered, the contact was so intense; I was so unused to any physical confrontations. In all actuality, I was not used to any confrontation whatsoever, not emotional, not mental. This Narcissa was the first I have come in contact with in what seemed like ages, although I knew I might have spoke to a dog or two that I had passed along the way.
Why wouldn't she wish to stay with me? Hm, I though I about this, and I was not sure. I had not harmed her wether it was physically, mentally, or emotionally; I had not over-talked, rambling on and on; I had not stopped the conversation with a useless reply; I had not given her an off vibe. She had no reason not to stay, other than any ones floating around in her secure noggin.
"Well, stay, dear Narcissa, and watch the sun's setting with me, will you?" I replied softly, barely audible even to me. I assumed she could hear it, though. Hopefully my assumption was not wrong, for repetition always tended to ruin the moment. It never had its original charm than the first time you attempted to say it.
I lowered my flanks to the soft, grass-covered ground, the stretching shadow of an oak to my left, the pond to my right, Narcissa the beauty before me, and behind me? Who knew? Who cared? My focus was on this gorgeous ebony and irony mixed female, her curled rump wiggling with happiness I belived.
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