"I love you..." The words escaped so quickly from his lips he could barely tell if he had really said them... What had he been thinking? He felt like slapping his forehead, hard, and somehow knocking himself unconscious. But that wouldn't do, falling unconscious in front of his loved one, no, he'd have to think of something else... "I love you, too.." Raising his dark brows at this, willing himself not to be in another one of his daydreams, he looked at her silently, eyes serious, as though trying to reassure himself that she wasn't making fun of him. She wasn't. At least he dearly hoped not, for what he had said, though involuntary, had been dead serious. He loved her more than anything, more than his life, more than the air he breathed... What a strange thing alcohol was. He knew that in normal times he would never have been bold enough to say those three words, let alone like this, in a public place... "Perhaps alcohol isn't such a bad thing after all..." She choose this moment to interrupt his thoughts with a kiss... Absolute bliss. So... Perfect. He wanted to kiss her back, to return the softness... But she didn't give him a chance as their lips parted and she spoke. "...What were you thinking about before?" Thinking... Before? I took him some time to recover both from the kiss and the turmoil if his mind... Should he tell her? Would she call him a hopeless and utterly pathetic romantic? Would dreaming be seen as a weakness? "I was thinking of you...", he blushed at this, "Not like THAT... Well, not really..."
<span style='color:gray'> A light smile curls into gentle lips of the feline, at the response from her beloved. A light blush had smeared over his cheeks.. Interesting.. Thinking about her, hm? Such a romantic.. Unlike most of the grubby male's she had come across in the dark hole known as Bhim. "Oh..?" At this inquiring sound, her lips parted ever so slightly, to show how intruigeing she finds his thoughts. In a near-tickling motion, one of her feet returns to tracing up and down a muscular leg, teasing the handsome creature before her. Amber gaze soft, and locked onto his, Tapokaj leans in closer to Tyeal, their faces a mere inch or so apart. The naturally inticing odour of the feline could be sensed from hear, oddly resembling the intoxicating scent of wild vanilla. "And, dearest Tyael, what exactly were you thinking about me..?" Words were hushed, tones queit, as though she had a rough guess as to what he was thinking, but was intruiged to find out for sure. Optics seemed to have a hint of pleading, in the hopes of delving deep into her beloved's mind.</span>
"... Only the truth, Love. That you're te most beautiful 'dragon I have ever seen, that I would love to get to know you better... And that, though we have only met, you're my soulmate." Had he really said those things? He, usually so shy and calm, saying such a bold statement... "Must be the alcohol." He really regretted drinking so much so fast, because though he now felt grand, he was sure he would end up doing something stupid, foolish, without really realising it until it was too late...
<span style='color:gray'> Words of her bold, romatntic beloved sounded over and over again in her mind, smile growing slightly in her features, showing her sheer content. Though it may have been the alcohol giving him confidence, she was sure that all of this was coming from his heart, from inside him. But, one thing especially, locked firmly into her thoughts. You're my soulmate. She'd been called beautiful before. And, a few odd, grubby, and most-likely very drunk male's had told her that they loved her. But, never had she heard the words soulmate spoken about her. There was truely something special here - something strong between the two of them. Overwhelmed, and completely lost for words, eyes near-teary after having been so touched, Tapokaj stares deep into the golden-lined eyes of her lover. Leaning forwads slowly, she rests her lips against his, the beginning of a pure, lingering kiss.</span>
OOC: I'm really sorry for the lateness. If you want we could start the new thread soon? BIC: Once more he found him in some kind of trance, her soft lips on his again. Tylael couldn't exactly explain the way he felt, it was so strange... He felt somehow numb to the world around them, oblivious to the noisy tavern around them, only conscious that he was now doing what he had wanted to do a few moments ago... This time he didn't give his loved one the time to leave before he could respond... For that was what he was doing, kissing her back with a passion, his paws finding their way into her long tresses... The tavern ceased to exist. The noisy clients, the clinking of the glasses, the occasional cheers or laughs... Nothing. All he could see, think of, hear... All was Her. Not willing to break the kiss, he telepathed instead {Tapokaj... Tapokaj... I love you...}
<span style='color:gray'> ooc| My turn to apologise for lateness! Starting the new thread sounds like a good idea, maybe we can have the pair hint at leaving in the next few posts? ic| For the first time, the handsome green creature, which slender feline had only met an hour or so ago, had her trapped in a powerful and passionate lingering kiss. Only to be described as a small taste of heaven itself, and also, hopefully a small taste as to what was to come later on, if the pair left the Tavern together.. Small flashes of thoughts and images began to run through the seductresses mind, each one slowly getting more and more sexually based. There was no prize for saying that Tapokaj was attracted to the dark emerald male, as it could be clearly seen by the ever-growing passion in the kiss. She had fallen in love with the handsome male, and now, knowing that he felt the same, her mind was swimming with images of them - hopefully soon to come. As the kiss continued, a soft, telepathic message sounded in her mind - the voice of ehr beloved. {Tapokaj... Tapokaj... I love you...} A light smile ran over her features at this, as she pressed her lips a little harder onto Tyael's, ending the kiss - for now - on a positive and passionate note. Resting her nose against his, pale amber gaze locked onto golden rimmed optics. "I love you too, Tyael.." Quietly, a paw reached across the table, lifting tall glass of Vodka & Orange - this one of course with a higher concentration of Vodka than the last. Leaning back a little, and bringing the glass to her lips, Tapokaj downs around three quaters of the stimulating liquid, perhaps indicating that she does not wish to stay in the Tavern too much longer..</span>
Xizor, seeing the pair of unearthly (er... what planet are we on here?) creatures leave, waited outside for a bit. He knew Tapokaj and Typhael would soon sort out their diffuculties in a few moments now that the new female was gone. Glancing at the sun, he noted the position it had moved .. Hmm.. about 10-20 minutse had passed. He was almost positive that they had kissed up by now.. He walked back into the bar... and back out. Kissed up, thought back there, was figurative... now.. it was literal. Sheesh, Tapokaj moved fast... OOC: Hmm.. Xestri.. getting to sex so soon? lol..
<span style='color:gray'> ooc| Waiting for a reply from Chuya before I post an IC response.. Shade dear, you can't talk, lol. It's great to see you around these parts again, any chance of getting a reply to 'Flying Alone' again, soon? I miss that thread.. This particular thread will be finishing off soon, Shade - we're gonna end it and start a private one. (:</span>
Breathless from the kiss, Tylael closed his eyes as he recovered his senses. If he thought he had experienced bliss before, he had been wrong. For nothing could compare with what he had just felt. Smiling his slightly sheepish smile, he opened his golden orbs only to see his loved one downing the last of her drink. Looking down at his own glass, he realised he must have downed it quite a while ago whitout knowing it. Slightly puzzled as to how that had happened, and slightly apprenhensive of the ambiguous effects the drink would have on him, he tried not to think of how much he would like to leave the tavern, there and then, Tapokaj in his arms, and how he imagined them both running off to some unknown paradise, setting up there own little family and living happily ever... He nearly slapped himself then. What was he? Some foolish nioti who still believed in faerie tales? But maybe if he asked her... Perhaps she loved him too, perhaps she would accept... She had said she loved him, and if she accepted it would surely be the happiest day of his miserable life. He would protect her, find a job, raise their daughter as best he could, for he now had a daughter in mind... They would call her Tajama , yes, Tajama, that sounded nice... Sweet, innocent little Nyym... "That's it. You're losing your mind..." he told himself, shaking those dreamy thoughts off like one would drops of water from their fur. "Should we leave, Love?"
<span style='color:gray'> A smile had graced feline lips, delicate fingers still wrapped around her glass, swishing the last of the murky liquid within. Over a mere few seconds after their kiss, her beloved had closed his fantastic green eyes, and appeared to be in some sort of recovering day-dream. Smallest of laugh emits from white-orange throat, at the sight of Tyael's sheepish smile, which had adorned his features when golden-rimmed occulars opened again. A few moments later, he spoke - tones gentle, but somewhat bold in the orange seductresses opinion. Should we leave, Love? Sly expression drawing over her visage, delicate amber optics lock onto Tyael's gently. For a few moments alone, a foot extends once more under the table, and this time traces the inside of one of Tyael's masculine, dark emerald leg. After lifting glass to her lips, and downing the final quater of near pure vodka, slim figure stands, taking a hol of one of her beloved's hands. "I thought you'd never ask." </span>
Head still floating, smile still covering his dark face, the emerald male rose, his paw still in that of his beloved. His brain no longer master of his actions, he felt himself lift her gently in his arms, lean to drop a soft kiss on her forehead. Still in what he thought could only be a dream, he smiled at her, not willing the night to ever end... His stance was slightly shaky, his head dizzy, but a few stumbles and laughs later, they made it to the exit. No one took notice of the young couple as they left the tavern whispering sweet things to one another, acting as carefreely as two young nioties on a spring day. END. OoC: I suck at endings ...
<span style='color:gray'> ooc| I like it. ^^ Would you like to start the next thread? Seeing as this one originated from me. Any time, any place. Then, I can start the third - where Tapokaj confronts Tyael with an egg (Tajama has been accepted, by the way), and eventually, little Tajama Zanith enters the world - with a serene smile, of course. Feel free to start the next thread any time, and any place (just remember to write 'private' in the sub-topic bar), and PM me when it's done. ^^ If you have any problems, then you can either PM me, or try to catch me on AIM or MSN. =D</span>
