[ Hunting. It's a necessary task to do. Stalking his prey in order to consume blood is something he's gotten used to. When he was younger, it was a lesson. To survive, he had to learn how to hunt down prey. It had been fun, back then. The thrill of it made all of his senses sharper, made him more deadly and easy.
As he's gotten older, learned the truth of things - it became more of a burden. A task he must perform if he's to succeed with the plan that's been building since his retirement. Grow his forces, take down the man responsible - cut the head off of the snake. Every vampire he makes is under his control, his own personal army. So while it might be hypocritical to force this life on someone else, he needs their strength for his purposes. He also has to keep up his own strength, so hunting is a must.
Today he has picked out a special target. An individual from the Storm Clan has caught his eye and attention. Krivesk must have him, possibly in more than one way. To bite and bed him. "Prey" that he has been tracking for a while.
Now he closes in for the kill. Following the other male at a distance, waiting for the opportunity to strike. ]
[ Zailane doesn't take very many breaks, no matter how terrible he feels. He'd set his mind to live as normally as possible, and he's nothing if not stubborn. After passing out the last of the medical supplies, he'd managed a smile and a wave.
Then he reluctantly took an early lunch. Even if he won't be able to manage eating, he can at least get some rest. Maybe a nap will give him just enough energy to make it through the rest of the day. But... without anyone watching him (as he thinks is the case), he lets his expression finally drop. His shoulders slump a little more, and he practically collapses against the wall.
His eyes close and he could very easily be mistaken for someone sleeping, instantly. Though it's more a case of him having been on the brinks of fainting, he's very eager to sink into the realm of unconsciousness. To have a reprieve from the dull aches, the pains, the longing, the inevitable... ]
[ He has watched this prey for more than a week, learned his schedule and habits, but more than that. Just observed his personality and weaknesses. Krivesk has seen what no one else is allowed to see, what this little lightning bolt hides from everyone else.
So when he spots that chance, he doesn't let the moment go to waste. Krivesk is fast for someone from the Fire Clan, even among his own kind. This means he slips in close before anyone at all might have a chance to respond. First, confine. Making sure his prey can't escape easily and no one will be able to come to the rescue. Something he does quietly and quickly - it might not even be noticed by his prey. Second, pin down and prevent calling for help.
That step has Krivesk closing absolutely all the distance. A hand coming up to his prey's shoulder to press him into the wall, the other lifting to press his thumb to Zailane's lips - silencing him. It could be taken as someone coming to help, if not for the predatory gleam in his eyes. ]
My, my. You should be more careful, little hurricane. Someone might come take advantage of you in this state.
[ He's moving his body in closer, using that to pin down Zailane rather than just his hand. ]
[ It wasn't noticed, at first... if only because he was very much unconscious in the brief moment. But then his eyes snap open, and there's already a struggle. A quiet sound - though... definitely not the kind of sound someone would make when intending to get help. Because, the thing about him? He has far too much pride to do anything more than fight his own battles.
And, sure, he might be physically weak. He certainly doesn't stand a chance at breaking that hold. But there's furniture. Even if he can't hope to summon the force of an actual hurricane, he can manage enough wind to send a couch flying. There's one now, in fact, coming right for his attacker. ]
[ Oh, the little hurricane is going to fight back? Krivesk chuckles when feeling the wind moving behind him, and just casually plucks the couch out of the air with one hand. He then sets it down and picks up Zailane with the other, holding him close to his body. ]
We'll take this to the couch then, you're already unsteady on your feet and I intend to sweep you off of them.
[ Just going to move them to said couch, lowering them both down to it with the intent to have Zailane beneath him. ]
Will you toss the bed next? Is this the order of where you want to be taken? [ He leans in to brush his lips down Zailane's neck. ]
[ He glares when the couch is simply caught, not looking surprised when he's being dragged over to it next. Though... the words do have him jolting a little, staring up at the redhead with open wariness. He's frustratingly pretty... much like any of the Fire Clan's blood-drinkers.
The next words have him letting out a soft growl, though the brush of lips brings a shiver. And, assuming he isn't being stopped from talking now... ]
What all are you planning to do to me?
[ But even as he asks that, he's attempting to discreetly slide a hand down to send electricity into his attacker's abdomen. Surely... even for a creature such as himself, that'll sting quite a bit. ]
[ He isn't being stopped from talking, really Krivesk was only going to prevent yelling for help. The vampire doesn't miss the way the hand is drifting downward - far too aware of the Storm Clansman's everything to overlook that. Nor does he believe the other is intending something pleasant.
So he catches the slender wrist and prevents it from touching him directly, even if Zailane hardly needs that sort of directness to zap him. Let's just see if he can get that electricity to release into the couch by pressing the other's hand into the fabric. ]
Many things. I've been watching you for a while. Such life, such vibrance. But I see you. See you when no one else in the world is looking. Even so, you continue to fight to keep up that mask for others. To me, it would be such a shame for this world to lose such a storm.
[ Gently nips at Zailane's neck, but doesn't break the skin. ]
I want to harness it, make it mine - make you mine. I'd prefer it in more than one way.
[ A slow roll of his hips to show that there is physical attraction. ]
You've drawn me in, Zailane. Now I intend to sink my fangs into you.
[ Dizziness hits, causing the room to tilt a little, which makes it a bit easier for the hand to get pinned. Unfortunately, his control over lightning is shaky at best, so he's left gritting his teeth as it goes where the blood-drinker was hoping it would. But he manages to listen to the words, to... take them in. Life...? And he'd consider anything but vibrancy to exist within him.
He lets out another soft growl as his neck is nipped at, his body outright shuddering. He hates finding that attractive. Hates liking any of it. ]
I will never... be yours.
[ Even now, he knows that there's very little he could do to stop the process. To stop himself being turned. But he does try to send some electricity from his own, pinned hand into the Fire Clansman's. Even if that doesn't work, he's quickly running out of steam. His body is refusing to cooperate, at all, his struggles doing about as much as a flower against a boulder. In a voice much weaker from exhaustion than he'd like: ]
[ Once it seems everyone is settling in for the night, Krivesk reaches out to take Zailane's hand to lead him away from the camp with a small torch held up. He takes them a good distance away, out of what seems like their average earshot, but still within his own.
Then sets up their torch to grant them light without setting the entire forest on fire. Turning his gaze upon Zailane without letting go of his hand. ]
You had all day to let a lot of questions swirl around in your mind, so why don't we start there before I attempt any convincing.
[His steps are lighter than they've been in a while. Despite being in this arguably terrible place, it's... nice. Getting to feel less sick. To feel somewhat normal, even without all his abilities intact.]
Alright... [He moves to lean against a tree, sitting down with his knees pulled to his chest. He gives the tiniest smile before he starts simple.] Do you have any family? Friends? ... People you care about?
[ Krivesk will move to lay down next to him, arms behind his head and relaxed in this unfamiliar place. His gaze is half-lidded and watching Zailane. ]
I do. It's more the family I made. And I do care about them, about the people I've brought into my life. I won't say it's a large circle, as I pick my friends and family very carefully.
[ His lips curl upward to reveal his fangs. Then without hesitation: ]
His beauty is what caught my eye. But it was after watching him for months and everything I learned about him that made me want him as my mate. You are him and yet not at the same time. The way I am the Krivesk you met and yet not.
I believe in any world, you are mine just as much as I am yours. [ He reaches up to curl the end of Zailane's hair around his fingers. ] You are the one I'm meant to be with. This just presents an opportunity to see you in a different light.
[ Now he lifts that hair to his lips to gently kiss. ]
So how could it possibly bother me to get to be the first to hold you close, to speak words of adoration to you, to claim you as mine, and show you the ecstasy of our bodies pleasuring each other?
H-... heh. [Looks like Krivesk gets to see what absolutely flustered, virginal shyness looks like on Zailane. Though, as is likely no surprise, he's playing up a bit of frustration and huffy. A poor attempt at masking.] Yes, well... I can't imagine even another me would be the easiest to deal with.
I can't help thinking you had to fight incredibly hard to get anywhere, with that other me.
[Because, if curiosity hadn't gotten the better of him, he was totally prepared to shut the other Krivesk down. The conversation just happened to lead in the right direction, the more he decided... why not? It wasn't as though he was going to be getting any healthier, or anything...]
... How far gone was the other me? Before... meeting you.
I like having a little hurricane at my side. [ He'd never try to change how much of a storm his Zailanes are. Krivesk turns to lay on his side, facing Zai. A hand comes to rest on Zai's knee, fingers gently drawing abstract shapes. ]
Hm, I won't deny that there was a fight and I must now earn his affection, but I will not say that I'm a nice guy.
[ Something that will become clearer with his next words. Krivesk sits up, slides his hand up Zailane's thigh and leans in to look him in the eyes. ]
Almost too far. It's why I couldn't wait to woo him. So I pinned him beneath me, sank my fangs into him, and made him mine on our first meeting. Now that I won't lose him to some illness, I intend to win his heart as I have his body.
[At some point kind of early into the signs of sickness, Zailane just seems more concerned than anything. He is, after all, kind of used to seemingly fighting his own body at times. His main concern is Krivesk - with the golden moon growing closer, he has no idea how that'll be affected by whatever this ailment is.
It's after he's finished sorting through shared inventory items in a chest, he walks over to slide his arms around Krivesk from behind. Spontaneous affection is very new to him, but he's finding it kind of... nice. And Krivesk seems to really enjoy it, too, he thinks.]
[ Even his vampiric nature isn't going to be enough to get him out of whatever sickness this is. There is a lot that Krivesk holds close to his chest about many things in his life, one could call them secrets - he supposes. Were this the dark moon approaching, he might even be feeling worse at this point.
He'd been staring out the window of their partially finished home when those arms slide around him. It's evident the tension Krivesk has when Zailane's touch causes him to relax a bit. If he had a choice in the matter, they'd always be touching in some way - but he likes that his lover isn't afraid to embrace him. ]
Better now that I'm touching you. [ A hand slides over Zai's arm, tangling with fingers when it reaches the other's digits. ] Golden moons became better for me after I made a vampire, and now I have you.
[ He kisses those fingertips as they move over his lips. ]
It's a raging fire that consumes everything and feeds it to the flames of our desires. A restless need that drives our most wildest of passions to the edge of our limits. We fight, we fuck, we feed, we give in to everything we hold ourselves back from.
[ Krivesk draws that hand up to place a gentle nip to Zai's inner wrist. ]
Normally, I find myself someone to fight and feed off of. Until I laid eyes upon you. I knew you were mine the first Golden moon, there was nothing else I wanted. We came so close to meeting that night, but it wasn't how I wanted it to go.
[ He turns slowly, not looking to break the embrace. The vampire leans down to brush soft kisses upon Zai's face. ] Just like I knew I wouldn't allow your first time to be on a Golden moon.
[He shivers at the nip, making a small, amused sound.]
And what would you have done, if that Zailane had approached you first? [Zailane's eyes close as his face is kissed, one hand sliding over his vampire's lower back as he takes a little step closer, letting their bodies press close together.] You have such a sweet side, sometimes.
[It's said with a playful air. With the help of the hoodie, it's easier to let that side out. Without feeling so drained, he's able to be a little more himself.]
What was that me doing, anyway? When you first laid eyes on me?
[ That question has his lips brushing over Zai's in a soft, brief kiss. ]
I would have claimed him, then and there. How could I resist when what I desire is right in front of me? Were there not other people around, I would have laid you out among the flowers after you approached me first. [ He chuckles and lets his free hand slip underneath his lover's clothing, spreading his hand wide across Zai's bare back. Feeling the warmth of his skin. ] Only you get the sweetest, I hope you know.
[ Krivesk is glad that Zai is feeling better, feeling more like himself. He likes seeing all sides of his lover. ]
He was squat down in a playground, firmly disciplining some orphan children about fighting over a toy. I was observing the location for my own job, and there he was. His expression stern, but there was kindness behind it, ready to comfort them both after those children apologized to each other.
[He can't help his wandering mind at all... The image of being laid bare on the ground is easy to summon, given there was a slightly similar moment between them, not all that long ago.
Zailane's eyes close as Krivesk's hand manages to tease him as much as it comforts. He laughs quietly.]
That does sound like me... [He knows he has a soft side when it comes to children... The thought of becoming a parent had begun to make him sad, once it became clear he didn't exactly have the time nor the strength for that anymore. Though now...] Maybe... you could show me what you'd have done...
[Zailane leans up, brushing a kiss against Krivesk's jaw.]
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Date: 2022-02-20 08:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-02-20 08:43 pm (UTC)As he's gotten older, learned the truth of things - it became more of a burden. A task he must perform if he's to succeed with the plan that's been building since his retirement. Grow his forces, take down the man responsible - cut the head off of the snake. Every vampire he makes is under his control, his own personal army. So while it might be hypocritical to force this life on someone else, he needs their strength for his purposes. He also has to keep up his own strength, so hunting is a must.
Today he has picked out a special target. An individual from the Storm Clan has caught his eye and attention. Krivesk must have him, possibly in more than one way. To bite and bed him. "Prey" that he has been tracking for a while.
Now he closes in for the kill. Following the other male at a distance, waiting for the opportunity to strike. ]
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Date: 2022-02-20 09:03 pm (UTC)Then he reluctantly took an early lunch. Even if he won't be able to manage eating, he can at least get some rest. Maybe a nap will give him just enough energy to make it through the rest of the day. But... without anyone watching him (as he thinks is the case), he lets his expression finally drop. His shoulders slump a little more, and he practically collapses against the wall.
His eyes close and he could very easily be mistaken for someone sleeping, instantly. Though it's more a case of him having been on the brinks of fainting, he's very eager to sink into the realm of unconsciousness. To have a reprieve from the dull aches, the pains, the longing, the inevitable... ]
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Date: 2022-02-20 09:21 pm (UTC)So when he spots that chance, he doesn't let the moment go to waste. Krivesk is fast for someone from the Fire Clan, even among his own kind. This means he slips in close before anyone at all might have a chance to respond. First, confine. Making sure his prey can't escape easily and no one will be able to come to the rescue. Something he does quietly and quickly - it might not even be noticed by his prey. Second, pin down and prevent calling for help.
That step has Krivesk closing absolutely all the distance. A hand coming up to his prey's shoulder to press him into the wall, the other lifting to press his thumb to Zailane's lips - silencing him. It could be taken as someone coming to help, if not for the predatory gleam in his eyes. ]
My, my. You should be more careful, little hurricane. Someone might come take advantage of you in this state.
[ He's moving his body in closer, using that to pin down Zailane rather than just his hand. ]
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Date: 2022-02-20 09:29 pm (UTC)And, sure, he might be physically weak. He certainly doesn't stand a chance at breaking that hold. But there's furniture. Even if he can't hope to summon the force of an actual hurricane, he can manage enough wind to send a couch flying. There's one now, in fact, coming right for his attacker. ]
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Date: 2022-02-20 09:40 pm (UTC)We'll take this to the couch then, you're already unsteady on your feet and I intend to sweep you off of them.
[ Just going to move them to said couch, lowering them both down to it with the intent to have Zailane beneath him. ]
Will you toss the bed next? Is this the order of where you want to be taken? [ He leans in to brush his lips down Zailane's neck. ]
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Date: 2022-02-20 09:53 pm (UTC)The next words have him letting out a soft growl, though the brush of lips brings a shiver. And, assuming he isn't being stopped from talking now... ]
What all are you planning to do to me?
[ But even as he asks that, he's attempting to discreetly slide a hand down to send electricity into his attacker's abdomen. Surely... even for a creature such as himself, that'll sting quite a bit. ]
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Date: 2022-02-20 10:06 pm (UTC)So he catches the slender wrist and prevents it from touching him directly, even if Zailane hardly needs that sort of directness to zap him. Let's just see if he can get that electricity to release into the couch by pressing the other's hand into the fabric. ]
Many things. I've been watching you for a while. Such life, such vibrance. But I see you. See you when no one else in the world is looking. Even so, you continue to fight to keep up that mask for others. To me, it would be such a shame for this world to lose such a storm.
[ Gently nips at Zailane's neck, but doesn't break the skin. ]
I want to harness it, make it mine - make you mine. I'd prefer it in more than one way.
[ A slow roll of his hips to show that there is physical attraction. ]
You've drawn me in, Zailane. Now I intend to sink my fangs into you.
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Date: 2022-02-20 10:27 pm (UTC)He lets out another soft growl as his neck is nipped at, his body outright shuddering. He hates finding that attractive. Hates liking any of it. ]
I will never... be yours.
[ Even now, he knows that there's very little he could do to stop the process. To stop himself being turned. But he does try to send some electricity from his own, pinned hand into the Fire Clansman's. Even if that doesn't work, he's quickly running out of steam. His body is refusing to cooperate, at all, his struggles doing about as much as a flower against a boulder. In a voice much weaker from exhaustion than he'd like: ]
... At least tell me your name.
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Date: 2024-12-24 05:22 am (UTC)First Night
Date: 2024-12-24 05:29 am (UTC)Then sets up their torch to grant them light without setting the entire forest on fire. Turning his gaze upon Zailane without letting go of his hand. ]
You had all day to let a lot of questions swirl around in your mind, so why don't we start there before I attempt any convincing.
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Date: 2024-12-24 05:38 am (UTC)Alright... [He moves to lean against a tree, sitting down with his knees pulled to his chest. He gives the tiniest smile before he starts simple.] Do you have any family? Friends? ... People you care about?
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Date: 2024-12-24 06:04 am (UTC)I do. It's more the family I made. And I do care about them, about the people I've brought into my life. I won't say it's a large circle, as I pick my friends and family very carefully.
[ To say nothing on his birth family. ]
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Date: 2024-12-24 12:07 pm (UTC)So... what originally drew you to... the Zailane you turned? And... does it not bother you that I'm not him?
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Date: 2024-12-24 06:42 pm (UTC)His beauty is what caught my eye. But it was after watching him for months and everything I learned about him that made me want him as my mate. You are him and yet not at the same time. The way I am the Krivesk you met and yet not.
I believe in any world, you are mine just as much as I am yours. [ He reaches up to curl the end of Zailane's hair around his fingers. ] You are the one I'm meant to be with. This just presents an opportunity to see you in a different light.
[ Now he lifts that hair to his lips to gently kiss. ]
So how could it possibly bother me to get to be the first to hold you close, to speak words of adoration to you, to claim you as mine, and show you the ecstasy of our bodies pleasuring each other?
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Date: 2024-12-30 10:05 pm (UTC)H-... heh. [Looks like Krivesk gets to see what absolutely flustered, virginal shyness looks like on Zailane. Though, as is likely no surprise, he's playing up a bit of frustration and huffy. A poor attempt at masking.] Yes, well... I can't imagine even another me would be the easiest to deal with.
I can't help thinking you had to fight incredibly hard to get anywhere, with that other me.
[Because, if curiosity hadn't gotten the better of him, he was totally prepared to shut the other Krivesk down. The conversation just happened to lead in the right direction, the more he decided... why not? It wasn't as though he was going to be getting any healthier, or anything...]
... How far gone was the other me? Before... meeting you.
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Date: 2024-12-31 12:24 am (UTC)I like having a little hurricane at my side. [ He'd never try to change how much of a storm his Zailanes are. Krivesk turns to lay on his side, facing Zai. A hand comes to rest on Zai's knee, fingers gently drawing abstract shapes. ]
Hm, I won't deny that there was a fight and I must now earn his affection, but I will not say that I'm a nice guy.
[ Something that will become clearer with his next words. Krivesk sits up, slides his hand up Zailane's thigh and leans in to look him in the eyes. ]
Almost too far. It's why I couldn't wait to woo him. So I pinned him beneath me, sank my fangs into him, and made him mine on our first meeting. Now that I won't lose him to some illness, I intend to win his heart as I have his body.
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Date: 2025-01-11 07:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-01-11 07:21 am (UTC)It's after he's finished sorting through shared inventory items in a chest, he walks over to slide his arms around Krivesk from behind. Spontaneous affection is very new to him, but he's finding it kind of... nice. And Krivesk seems to really enjoy it, too, he thinks.]
How are you feeling?
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Date: 2025-01-11 07:44 am (UTC)He'd been staring out the window of their partially finished home when those arms slide around him. It's evident the tension Krivesk has when Zailane's touch causes him to relax a bit. If he had a choice in the matter, they'd always be touching in some way - but he likes that his lover isn't afraid to embrace him. ]
Better now that I'm touching you. [ A hand slides over Zai's arm, tangling with fingers when it reaches the other's digits. ] Golden moons became better for me after I made a vampire, and now I have you.
[ He lifts Zai's hand to kiss the palm of it. ]
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Date: 2025-01-11 07:51 am (UTC)... What does it feel like? Golden moons...
[He has an idea, yes, but he's never outright asked anyone before. His finger brushes over Kri's lips in response to the kiss.]
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Date: 2025-01-11 08:10 am (UTC)It's a raging fire that consumes everything and feeds it to the flames of our desires. A restless need that drives our most wildest of passions to the edge of our limits. We fight, we fuck, we feed, we give in to everything we hold ourselves back from.
[ Krivesk draws that hand up to place a gentle nip to Zai's inner wrist. ]
Normally, I find myself someone to fight and feed off of. Until I laid eyes upon you. I knew you were mine the first Golden moon, there was nothing else I wanted. We came so close to meeting that night, but it wasn't how I wanted it to go.
[ He turns slowly, not looking to break the embrace. The vampire leans down to brush soft kisses upon Zai's face. ] Just like I knew I wouldn't allow your first time to be on a Golden moon.
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Date: 2025-01-11 08:33 pm (UTC)And what would you have done, if that Zailane had approached you first? [Zailane's eyes close as his face is kissed, one hand sliding over his vampire's lower back as he takes a little step closer, letting their bodies press close together.] You have such a sweet side, sometimes.
[It's said with a playful air. With the help of the hoodie, it's easier to let that side out. Without feeling so drained, he's able to be a little more himself.]
What was that me doing, anyway? When you first laid eyes on me?
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Date: 2025-01-11 09:20 pm (UTC)I would have claimed him, then and there. How could I resist when what I desire is right in front of me? Were there not other people around, I would have laid you out among the flowers after you approached me first. [ He chuckles and lets his free hand slip underneath his lover's clothing, spreading his hand wide across Zai's bare back. Feeling the warmth of his skin. ] Only you get the sweetest, I hope you know.
[ Krivesk is glad that Zai is feeling better, feeling more like himself. He likes seeing all sides of his lover. ]
He was squat down in a playground, firmly disciplining some orphan children about fighting over a toy. I was observing the location for my own job, and there he was. His expression stern, but there was kindness behind it, ready to comfort them both after those children apologized to each other.
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Date: 2025-01-11 09:41 pm (UTC)Zailane's eyes close as Krivesk's hand manages to tease him as much as it comforts. He laughs quietly.]
That does sound like me... [He knows he has a soft side when it comes to children... The thought of becoming a parent had begun to make him sad, once it became clear he didn't exactly have the time nor the strength for that anymore. Though now...] Maybe... you could show me what you'd have done...
[Zailane leans up, brushing a kiss against Krivesk's jaw.]
... If we'd been alone not long after that.
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