06-08-2017, 02:02 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-08-2017, 02:03 PM by DarkAurion98.)
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Rorik opened the door, receiving Rachel with a smile and helping her with the tray. Before she could say anything (manly apologize in John's behalf), the dominant sighed with a smile. Don't even say it Rachel, I know John only had good intentions. We will sort things out At this, she relaxed and took seat at Marc's side, checking his temperature again and painting beautiful color lines in the air, protecting the passive's abdomen. Wow. Was all the human could pronounce standing in front of such silent perfection.
Seconds after, a shadow took place behind our alpha. The shy hand of the fairy patriarch is resting on R's shoulder, inviting him outside the room. He accepts with a quick glance, thankful for the knowing grin mother and son are gaving him. With the floor cracking under every step, the two men walked down the stairs, directing to the porch. A cold breeze welcomed them the instant the door was opened.
A strange act follows, where Leekev saw how his in-law extended his wings, pacing uncomfortably from side to side. Sir? He said, waiting for John to speak in a very particular combination of complaints. However, the other dominant stopped in place, gently grunting and taking air.
Listen lad. He paused, retracting his wings. I know I owe you two an apology, but all this..... *gesture* The marriage, the pregnancy, the illness...... I need you to understand there’s a lot to digest here for me. He dropped his head. Your heart is pure, that's for sure. Still, I expected my brave fae to fly free a bit more, to find one of our kind, to ..... Rorik paused him there, crossing his arms in a displeased gesture. Sorry. I'm getting carried away, but that's not what I wanted to point out. The truth is, I'm now sure you'll be a good mate for him. Should have known that at the weeding. Guess this old forest warrior lost his ability to value honor in people. With this, the father ended, anxiety pouring out of him as he slowly took seat in a bench.
The human remained standing, serious face at first, but then he joined the older man offering a handshake. Mr. Greenfellow, I'm not gonna say your quest for defending Marc's honor wasn't admirable. You just had the wrong focus. Now, if you really want my apology, promise me two things.
What are we talking about kid?. Asked the elder with a faint smile.
First, you go back there and talk with your son.
The first to do in my list, no doubt. And second?
You let me call you John from now on.
*Silence* Your asking too much you human clown. *smile*
This is the clown that makes your son laugh everyday so have a little respect please. *grin*
They returned to the house.
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)Rorik opened the door, receiving Rachel with a smile and helping her with the tray. Before she could say anything (manly apologize in John's behalf), the dominant sighed with a smile. Don't even say it Rachel, I know John only had good intentions. We will sort things out At this, she relaxed and took seat at Marc's side, checking his temperature again and painting beautiful color lines in the air, protecting the passive's abdomen. Wow. Was all the human could pronounce standing in front of such silent perfection.
Seconds after, a shadow took place behind our alpha. The shy hand of the fairy patriarch is resting on R's shoulder, inviting him outside the room. He accepts with a quick glance, thankful for the knowing grin mother and son are gaving him. With the floor cracking under every step, the two men walked down the stairs, directing to the porch. A cold breeze welcomed them the instant the door was opened.
A strange act follows, where Leekev saw how his in-law extended his wings, pacing uncomfortably from side to side. Sir? He said, waiting for John to speak in a very particular combination of complaints. However, the other dominant stopped in place, gently grunting and taking air.
Listen lad. He paused, retracting his wings. I know I owe you two an apology, but all this..... *gesture* The marriage, the pregnancy, the illness...... I need you to understand there’s a lot to digest here for me. He dropped his head. Your heart is pure, that's for sure. Still, I expected my brave fae to fly free a bit more, to find one of our kind, to ..... Rorik paused him there, crossing his arms in a displeased gesture. Sorry. I'm getting carried away, but that's not what I wanted to point out. The truth is, I'm now sure you'll be a good mate for him. Should have known that at the weeding. Guess this old forest warrior lost his ability to value honor in people. With this, the father ended, anxiety pouring out of him as he slowly took seat in a bench.
The human remained standing, serious face at first, but then he joined the older man offering a handshake. Mr. Greenfellow, I'm not gonna say your quest for defending Marc's honor wasn't admirable. You just had the wrong focus. Now, if you really want my apology, promise me two things.
What are we talking about kid?. Asked the elder with a faint smile.
First, you go back there and talk with your son.
The first to do in my list, no doubt. And second?
You let me call you John from now on.
*Silence* Your asking too much you human clown. *smile*
This is the clown that makes your son laugh everyday so have a little respect please. *grin*
They returned to the house.
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