This was going to be embarrassing. He didn't have a home, much less a place to lay his head, after all he lived with nature. he could manipulate the branches to make a bed and fuse the leafs to make a blanket but it certainly was five star housing. Then another thought hit him...his occupation. It wasn't a traditional job, and it didn't even pay, but it certainly got him recognized...as a criminal. after all he spent his days sabotaging extensively abusive factories of the world, he had no clue how she would take something like that. He thought for a second and decided that for now he should focus on making her a comfortable place to lay her head, and if she still found him someone to spend time with after words, he would tell her. he released his hand from her head and took her hand gently. "come with me, i have something to show you." he said suddenly, having a burst of inspiration. It would buy him sometime on how to confess his occupation to her and if all went well she might actually be impressed
She sensed he was worried about something, but brushed it off, considering what had happen in these last few hours. He changed position and when he did, she realized that they had been standing in that position for a long time, her legs were really sore. "You know," she half-joked to Sslavina, "you're lucky you don't have legs." When he finally spoke, his words only led to more questions. What more could he have to show her? Hopefully a place to rest her legs. She grudgingly moved her stiff legs and followed him to this mystery place, however. "Where you lead," she told him, "I will follow."
He glided through the water smoothly, and brush the sand out of his feet on the shore. the he took her hand again and swiftly led her to the city walls. The streets where quiet at this hour, almost awkwardly silent, even to him, and the street lights did little to make one feel safer. Though he kept a level small talk with Tris, his mind was racing as how to confess his occupation. It was another good five minuets before he reached the edge of the town, but the final stretch was just a head. There lay a deep forest of vast strong trees, in which the deeper one got, the less light there was. fortunately the darkness meant his eyesight was at its best and therefor the dark was of little concern to him. there was a stream that trickled quietly providing a calming white noise; Los decided to follow it. at last they came to the edge of the woods and he was glad to find that the edge of the trees was perched on a cliff that outlooked the town and ocean. He let go of her hand and took a breath, then effortlessly he closed his eyes and spoke to the trees and all who inhabited them. after a good minuet he opened them again and walked over to the most massive looming tree that there could have possibly been in the forest. he stroked its bark gently and sang a hymn and slowly the tree began to move. Its roots shot up and began to separate, causing a its leafs to rustle excessively. the tree continued to shift and turned until at last there was a gap just big enough for the two of them to fit in. Los quickly popped inside the the gap to find a hole quite large and deep, a reasonable size for a den at least. there was a slight smell of dirt and tree but it was not one of discontent he found. He touched the roots and thanked the tree and popped outside to check on Tris. Sure enough she had waited for him, and for a second he just stared at her as the moonlight flowed across her scales; confessing was going to be harder than he thought. He took her hand once more, and kissed it gently, then slowly he led her into the den, which was for now, his home. He sat her down in the most comfortable spot he could make, and then proceeded to sit down next to her. "I have a confession to make," he said after a moment, his voice slightly getting quiet. "I have no home, no money, no family. This floor in which we sit now is a den i have hollowed with the help of the tree that covers us, I have asked all that have lived in this tree to leave us for this night, and they have all kindly obliged. This is the best I can provide for you at any given time, given the lifestyle I lead. I have a deep care for nature and what it lives, and I have found that our Pendragon society has become much to abusive and violent. i spend my days destroying factories that take so much from this natural world that in hopes one day, perhaps there can be a balance. It is in no way a safe lifestyle, but I feel it is my duty to help protect nature...I understand if you find me repulsive this way, but this is the best I can do.
Trislian kept up with his pace as they set out. She had no idea where they were going, but when they finally stopped, she felt life all around her, smelled earth and concluded that they were in a dense forest. She stood there, waiting, hearing Los whispering seemingly to himself, for she didn't sense another dragon around. He finally took her hand and led her into what felt like a cave, but when she felt around and sat down in a comfortable little spot, realized that they were inside of a tree! Los had such an amazing gift, to be able to commune with nature as he does. But she also sensed some uneasyness about him. Before she could ask what was wrong, he made his confession. After hearing about his lifestyle and his final words, she frowned a bit. "Los," she started, "the way you live, your work, it doesn't bother me. Really. My lifestyle isn't much better. I am a blind lukuo who's only talent is some small psycic ability. I made my money by being a consultant when I travelled from town to town. Although people thought I could actually forsee the future, I couldn't, I could only give them more insight as to what was going on and help them with their decisions. I have no permanent home myself. I think what you do is very noble, and if you'll have me, I would still love to be with you." That being said, she scooted herself closer to where he was and leaned on him, Sslavina left her shoulder and explored their new, temporary home.
OOC: sorry about taking so long, blah, busy as heck with my online comic. Best I can do for now. As she leaned on him he found himself dumbfounded by her acceptance of him. He could not believe that she could be as kind as she was. He felt a rare twinge of importance, and a twinge in his heart. yet as her scales brushed against his fur he found himself, heating up, and his heart rate increasing. Soon enough he began gazing lustfully at her body, and staring desirably at her lips. Eventually he could no longer restrain himself and he began to firmly but softly kiss her. He continued to kiss her passionately, and proceeded to lay her underneath him, and press himself between her legs. Soon he had become so aroused as to kiss down the side of her neck, stopping only at the tip of her breasts. He could feel himself slipping into primal state, but kept he had to keep himself under control until he was sure she was okay with it.
Tris didn't know how or when it happened, only that one moment, they were staring into each others eyes, and the next, she was underneath Los, him kissing her all over passionately, her enjoying every soft touch of lips on scale. She reached up her hands and brushed them through his soft black fur, and then proceeded to brush through his green hair. She undid the tie on her cloak, revealing her breasts and lifted his face up long enough to kiss him on the lips, giving him permission to do as he wished.
OOC: sorry! sorry! I'll try and keep things going smoothly at that moment, he left all sense of restraint behind. he continued to kiss her down the side of the neck, making sure to hit the right nerves as he went. he began trace her nipple with his long tongue, at times bitting softly, as his fingers began to roamed over her vaginal area. His fingers teased the lips of her cunt, until her juices began to flow steadily. he then slipped two of his fingers in, and began probing, occasionally adding a third. His mind was now long gone, his physical body and primal mind consumed in ecstasy.
