12-09-2016, 01:49 PM
Gerard just snorted at the double-dating, thanking the man with a clear passion for moment-capturing. The forgiving sun light and the little movements far in the city actually set a good landscape, contrasting with dirt roads and trees randomly scattered around them. Now the alpha regrets not bringing a proper camera. Seems the lens of his Samsung ('cause being against an entire population of Iphone users makes him feel in control), should be enough.
God, Gandhi, wolf spirits. Thanks anyone for finally taking the weight out of Gerard's shoulders, dissipating the tension between the males. Well, more like the tension over him, seeing how much the omega is enjoying quietly his shooting session. The silence becomes comfortabble rather than weird, allowing the couple to capture some good stuff. Maybe ideas for the game? No, this shots are more likely to end in personal albums.
When a wildcat appears, followed by muffled grunting noises, the alpha reacts. It takes a huge amount of determination to avoid his shifting. Claws begging to replace nails, spine tingling with the warning of an incoming tail, cold sweat on his face while arms threatened with spontaneous fur grow. The scent quickly told him there was no threat at all. Young teens, possibly on their first shift, running across lonely trails. Maybe alone he would join them, but he was with Larry. Of all possible moments and zones this happens now.
Great. Just great. He grunts on his mind, wanting to pick the omega in arms and just run away from its secret. That big world wide secret. It even sounds stupid.
Oh, shit man, I..... I really need a bathroom now. I saw a public cabin minutes ago. The "hidden beast" feels sweat streaming down his back, fangs crying for show. Mind to go with me? Ha, like a bunch of girls, I know, but this place is huge, don't want to get lost.
He smirks, face full red as the sound of paws on dirt gets closer.
God, Gandhi, wolf spirits. Thanks anyone for finally taking the weight out of Gerard's shoulders, dissipating the tension between the males. Well, more like the tension over him, seeing how much the omega is enjoying quietly his shooting session. The silence becomes comfortabble rather than weird, allowing the couple to capture some good stuff. Maybe ideas for the game? No, this shots are more likely to end in personal albums.
When a wildcat appears, followed by muffled grunting noises, the alpha reacts. It takes a huge amount of determination to avoid his shifting. Claws begging to replace nails, spine tingling with the warning of an incoming tail, cold sweat on his face while arms threatened with spontaneous fur grow. The scent quickly told him there was no threat at all. Young teens, possibly on their first shift, running across lonely trails. Maybe alone he would join them, but he was with Larry. Of all possible moments and zones this happens now.
Great. Just great. He grunts on his mind, wanting to pick the omega in arms and just run away from its secret. That big world wide secret. It even sounds stupid.
Oh, shit man, I..... I really need a bathroom now. I saw a public cabin minutes ago. The "hidden beast" feels sweat streaming down his back, fangs crying for show. Mind to go with me? Ha, like a bunch of girls, I know, but this place is huge, don't want to get lost.
He smirks, face full red as the sound of paws on dirt gets closer.