[D7 LE] Damn These Hungry Eyes (Hideo's Yurt) [Closed]

[Ide Amaya]

She moaned against his mouth, fingers twining in his hair.

Someone, or something, had been forgotten in the lover's preoccupation...

Small, stealthy, and annoyed by the sudden loss of comfort and body warmth, the little creature wiggles his way free of his hiding place. He peers around the darkened yurt with alert black eyes. He picks his way across the pillowed landscape, stalking, looking for the woman he'd adopted.

Yes! There she is! He scurries forward. He places his front paws on her cheek and, as the lover's kiss breaks, sniffs inquisitively, whiskers brushing the faces of the Imperial and Unicorn.

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo breathlessly looks deeply into Amayas eyes, and...he feels an odd tickling feeling on his cheek as they are about to give in entirely to the moment. His eyes go to the source of the tickling, and he almost jumps back wide-eyed in shock and surprise. "What in the..?"

[Ide Amaya]

She is already reaching for the intruder when Hideo reacted. Closing a hand gently around the weasel she groans lazily, "Satsujin, what do you want?" She slips sideways just enough that she can sit up, and brings the pet up to her naked breast. Satsujin only yawned by way of response, curling into a ball against her chest, cradled in her hand.

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo sat to the side, frustrated but the moment and mood had been ruined now. He sighed, shaking his head "it seems your new friend took offense at our focuses not being on him."

[Ide Amaya]

She rubs the weasel behind the ears, "he's never been a problem before," she says, thinking back to the night just before last, when things had gone much further.

[Seppun Hideo]

"He has a connection with you; perhaps he sensed your hesitation and it drew him to act?" Hideo suggested. It was a silly notion, but he was having to accept the lack of release thanks to weasel interference so anything was plausable at this point.

[Ide Amaya]

She reached out and touched Hideo's cheek, "dont be angry with him," she pleaded softly.

[Seppun Hideo]

"I'll try not to" Hideo replied in an equally quiet tone, resting his face against her hand "in theory he has done good for us. However..." he sighed "it is certainly a mood changer, neh?"

[Ide Amaya]

"I'm sorry," and she indicates for her lover to sit closer, "he didn't want to be left behind, and I didn't have the heart to make him stay. Next time, though," she leaves the rest unvoiced.

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo does indeed move closer, slipping his arm round her waist and pulling her to rest against him gently."your kind compassionate soul is one of the many things I love about you. We will have more times in the future to...share in our love together."

[Ide Amaya]

She nestles against his body, feeling his warm skin against hers, she enjoys the feeling but is regretful at the same time. She considers his words, but yet wonders if the fire might just consume her alive before it can be properly doused.

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo looks over the nestling Ide in his arns. He still craved her at this point, and stroked her lower side gently. He places a gentle kiss on her head and whispers "perhaps we should dress soon. I still...look upon your form and wish to claim it" he blushed slightly.

[Ide Amaya]

Desire flared in response to his words, she supposed that proved him correct. "Certainly," she acquiesces reluctantly.

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo could hear it in her voice - she felt like he did. For the briefest moment his hand wandered down past her waist and along her thigh....then he caught himself, biting his lip. "Ah...forgive me" he blushed more "maybe I should move."

[Ide Amaya]

She set Satsujin at her side, and the weasel gave her a narrow look, but remained leaning against her thigh. Hands now unoccupied, she placed them on Hideo's cheeks and kissed him firmly. "I don't want to forgive you," her voice is soft and throaty, "I want you to keep going." Another kiss, "now dress, please, because my resolve is quite gone."