at some point magdalena thinks @Dominic assumes that she's fallen asleep. she does absolutely nothing to combat such an assumption, pleasant slumping against his back as he carries her further from the sandy confines of scilla. though, it was never meant to be like this. in fact, this was supposed to be one of magdalena's first long walks outside of the territory - and to her credit, she had made it almost halfway there before taking dominic up on his offer of a piggy back ride.

dominic is incredibly warm under her, and the gentle swaying with each step is almost enough to lull her to sleep a couple times on the rest of their journey. maybe it's some miracle that keeps her awake, eyes half-lidded by the time they amble into the familiar meadows where so many of their past memories together lay. "if we're here, does that mean i have to get off?" magdalena questions, voice muffled through the hair of his plush mane.

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She's so small, and seemingly so delicate. He doesn't disturb her, or want to - even as they arrive to their destination. These last bit of time with her, just the two of them - it had been paradise. A part of him was reluctant to exit that bubble. The world seemed against them, in every capacity, and Magdalena...

She was unpredictable.

He loved her, but he didn't know if he could trust her to control herself. The medic could only hope she had learned. Learned that she wanted to live, that he was worth not throwing her life away. Even now, he had nightmares about that day, so he no doubt she did as well. At her words, Dominic laughs warmly, his voice a raspy coo, "Well, you don't have to. I can't kiss you from there, though." He tempts affectionately, lowering onto his belly slowly, relaxing and stretching out.

An idea pops into his head then, and languidly the beast rolls over, gently pushing her to her side to lay beside him. There, his good eye gazes at her, "Hey there."

 

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the slowing of @Dominic's gait means only one thing - that her piggyback ride is likely only moments from coming to an end. for a second, magdalena contemplates having him keep going, maybe he would keep walking and walking, until they were both far away from this cursed place. somewhere where that darkness lingering in the back of her mind is finally chased away.

she makes a small contemplative noise in the back of her throat. "you can't?" magdalena questions, like she's not already aware. "maybe we should fix that," her laugh joins his for a moment, until she has to focus on not sliding off of his back as dominic settles down against the ground.

before magdalena can even slide off of him herself, he rolls and she is deposited next to him with a soft "oof." meeting his gaze with a wide grin. "hi!" she chirps. riding on his back thankfully meant that magdalena wasn't breathing hard at all. "is really that what everything looks like from up there? like... all the time?" she asks, pressing the length of her body against his side. half for warmth, half for the intimacy of it - a reminder that dominic was here, and that he wasn't leaving.

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The plum medic lets out a low chuckle at her silly antics. She presses against him and Dominic finds himself enjoying that touch, reveling in it, even. A low, throaty purr vibrates within his throat as he turns his head to press a soft, yet cold nose against her cheek. "Surely not that much different than what you see?" He muses, going along with her curious questioning.

The sweeping flow of his thick tail curls around her small form protectively, his shoulder pressing against the upper part of her own. Toes curl, his talons glinting a bit before they disappear into the earth. The fields were vivid this time of year. Spring was in full swing and Dominic couldn't help but feel uplifted. Especially here, next to her.

His mind couldn't help but wander to their first meeting here. @Magdalena had given him his first kiss and then, much later...she had been his first in another way entirely. A wave of affection for her overcomes him and the beast leans in to run his nose along her jawline tenderly, "Wish we could live here forever. Think these flowers are good luck." Dominic's voice is a raspy rumble of both hinted arousal and love. My, what could be on his mind?

 

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he doesn't make even the tiniest of efforts to move away from her. instead, allowing magdalena to melt into his pleasant warmth with a rumbling and equally content purr thrumming in her chest. "no, it's surprisingly different." she answers after a moment of contemplation. "you can see a lot more, since you're so much higher than the grass." explaining further could only help to a certain extent, it wouldn't fully make sense until he saw it himself. it was different in a subtle way.

@Dominic's long tail brushes against her every time he moves it, but it keeps the chill of the spring breeze away and so magdalena decides she doesn't mind all the hair much if he'll let her use it like a blanket of sorts. "we could," she says, blinking up at him like it's the most obvious answer in the world. "we might have some trouble finding a den out here that's big enough to fit you." maybe if it had been magdalena on her own - but dominic was a massive man. dens that size were usually rare, especially out here where most people didn't live full time.

"they must be, you've scored both times we've been here." the gentle press of his nose against her jaw isn't subtle, and in return neither is she. "do you think you'll be so lucky again?" she might be trying to joke with dominic, but magdalena's voice has dropped an octave too, now low and thick. was there ever a better invitation?

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Dominic chuckles, idly considering what it might be to be so short. It was a strange thing to him, to be so low to the ground. All his life he's stood above so many others, despite mentally feeling below them. Now, finally...he was beginning to feel differently now. With the help of Magdalena. The mass of his head moves to nuzzle into the crook of her neck, lips trailing down along her neck as his body attempts to wrap more fully around her, pulling her close.

His warmth would surround her now, the fluff of his tail covering her - as if a blanket. "I think...my wife will give me whatever I wish," He whispers softly along her neck before moving to brush his lips along hers, "As long as I ask nicely." Finally their lips would meet, and within the same moment, Dominic would take advantage of hopefully surprising her to bring the rest of their bodies together. Intimately and without restraint.

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Exit via Fade.

 

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as his lips trail down the side of her neck, magdalena can feel her body heat up until she feels hot - feverish, even. despite the breeze in the air, magdalena barely feels anything besides dominic next to her. really, his presence is almost overwhelming and her fingers land on his shoulders, though even magdalena doesn't know whether it's to draw him closer or push him away. part of her feels guilty for having a love so beautiful when she is so wretched.

however, it's been far too long, and her body speaks volumes over whatever self-inadequacies might be swirling in magdalena's mind. "she could be convinced," magdalena's voice sounds slow and breathy to her own ears. easily convinced, she might add, if her mouth wasn't pressed firmly against dominic's in the next second. his wife. "if we're married, i think i should be nice to my husband just this once, hm?" but within seconds, they are far too busy for magdalena to pay attention to his response.

exit via fade

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