Red Son (
forgingfires) wrote2023-08-24 02:01 am
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Spicynoodles Dreams
Red Son hasn't slept much since the full moon. Mostly because he was determined to use every bit of time left to help Saya, but there was an extra concern. MK's actions as the WereMonkey had been...questionable at best.
And extremely targeted for a lot of his instincts.
It hadn't helped the other random thoughts he's had of the Noodle Boy. But eventually, he had to sleep for more than an hour and....well, the thoughts caught up.
The dream starts hazy, a mix of places. The enrichment room, MK's apartment, mountain castles, MK's room in his own house, before settling on a large nest, much like the enrichment room and elements of MK's oersonal nest, the room larger, made of cut stone, with a balcony that overlooks the side of a mountain.
And the night sky, especially the Moon.
Candles were scattered all over the room, a warm glow filling the room.
Red Son sits up in the nest. In his usual night robe, hair a loose halo around himself. He slowly gets to his feet, looking around in confusion. "Where....?" He looked out at the sky and froze.
"Oh. He didn't." Surely the Noodle Boy hadn't taken him again. To a nest.
Alone.
One part thought it meant nothing.
The currently more dominant part really hoped it meant something. Wanted it to mean something.
And extremely targeted for a lot of his instincts.
It hadn't helped the other random thoughts he's had of the Noodle Boy. But eventually, he had to sleep for more than an hour and....well, the thoughts caught up.
The dream starts hazy, a mix of places. The enrichment room, MK's apartment, mountain castles, MK's room in his own house, before settling on a large nest, much like the enrichment room and elements of MK's oersonal nest, the room larger, made of cut stone, with a balcony that overlooks the side of a mountain.
And the night sky, especially the Moon.
Candles were scattered all over the room, a warm glow filling the room.
Red Son sits up in the nest. In his usual night robe, hair a loose halo around himself. He slowly gets to his feet, looking around in confusion. "Where....?" He looked out at the sky and froze.
"Oh. He didn't." Surely the Noodle Boy hadn't taken him again. To a nest.
Alone.
One part thought it meant nothing.
The currently more dominant part really hoped it meant something. Wanted it to mean something.
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His eyes were glowing gold, that feral grin on his face, and he moved with purpose. He closed the distance between them before he leaned close. He breathed in Red Son's sent and purred for his courtnapped captive. He grabbed Red Son with a large hand and pulled them close, flush against the fur and bulk of his body. No distance between them now. He breathed in her scent again and growled playfully.
"Mine~" He said with pride, not hiding it in a whisper this time.
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