foxsays: (and imposes a rhythm upon everything)
Araceli ([personal profile] foxsays) wrote 2017-06-07 10:57 pm (UTC)

Lux, down.

[Letting go of Korrin's hand, Araceli gives the fox a gentle push that he complies with, picking up on her tone and that this isn't a time to try to play games with his mistress, not ow. There isn't much more she can think to say now that isn't really agreeing to the plan as they've set it out just now, or whatever bare bones they've sketched out as she crosses to Korrin's side.

Standing, she can tuck Korrin's head under her chin if she's mindful of her horns and how she stands, something she couldn't do if she was kneeling and any other time it's like that. No matter who's being comforted, if they're standing, Korrin will always be taller and Araceli will always be tucked against her. Now she can gather her up, pull her as close as she wants, murmuring nonsense, rubbing her neck, her shoulders, dropping a kiss against her forehead.
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Te tengo a tí, sirena

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