Thread: Kimi wa Petto. {GreysmithxLingering Desire]

Tyson wanted to drag the tiny sapien into his arms when her tears began to fall, wishing he could be more useful to her, more comforting anything really, to prevent her from feeling pain. He was unaccustomed to such harrowing emotions, being a fairly happy go lucky kind of wolf, even if he came off as being more serious sometimes than others his age might have been. Perhaps it was the military, or seeing so much pain just over the wall, but he tried not to take his good fortune for granted. He had shot a few glances over his shoulder as he led Tulip through the darkness, hoping she had not succumbed completely to tears. Though the silence behind him was a good sign she was a strong girl, he could tell, but her desire to be around him was somewhat perplexing. He did not linger too long on the thought however, introducing her to his space, offering her his clothing which she accepted without question. Tyson had shifted away from her, but her voice caused him to pause, glancing back as she released the ties on her robe like dress, watching as it slipped from her frame and pooled at her feet. He was momentarily transfixed, eyeing the curves of her body, lingering on her rear and immediately skirting to her bust as it was exposed to him, before sinking to the floor almost as quickly. I-Uh- He wasnt able to speak until she had covered up, procuring a light laugh and darting to the bed. He released a ragged breath, unknowingly holding it during the fleeting moments previous. He stood with his mouth agape as she pulled herself up onto the bed, unable to remove his gaze or uproot himself from the spot. That-Thats ok, dont worry about it. He finally managed to stammer out, loosening his tie and unbuttoning the neck of his shirt. It felt hot in the room, extremely so. A quick glance to the glowing digital thermostat revealed that it was an agreeable temperature, and nowhere else to place the blame for his perspiring brow than the petite girl before him. How was he supposed to get in that bed with her? Ill be back in a minute. He said quickly, disappearing into the bathroom and shutting the door behind it, leaning up against the frame and breathing out heavily again, closing his eyes for a moment, attempting to compose himself. Tyson quickly shed himself of his suit, tossing it messily on the floor of his closet to be dealt with by Nora in the morning. It was then he realized that he did not own pajamas. Not a single pair. Living alone there had never been a need for them it looked like tonight he would be sleeping in his boxer briefs. Growling exasperatedly he pulled a black t shirt over his head, quickly brushing his teeth and splashing as much cold water onto his face as he could manage. Feeling sufficiently calmed down he opened the bathroom door, glancing to Tulip before flicking off the lights and making his way toward the bed. Tyson crawled beneath the soft covers on the opposite side to her, feeling much calmer once his head rested on the plush pillows, and he could just barely feel the heat from her body in the sheets. Well good night. He said into the darkness, but his mind was still reeling, the sweet smell of her hair, kept drifting to his nostrils, sending his thoughts ablaze and his heart hammering. He wanted to touch her skin, feeling like it would calm him if he held her, but he knew it was a slippery slope, and his hands would be roaming beneath the loose grey shirt in no time. Shaking the thoughts from his head he closed his eyes tightly, turning over so that his back faced her.. Praying that she would not ask him to hold her he would not be able to resist her innocent request, but he was much to riled up, and worried that he could not control himself. Please.please dont ask. His mind screamed, but at the same time screamed almost as loudly for her to do the opposite.