Close Moments: Nightmare
He slumps into the cold, hard seat and groans quietly to himself, resting his head on his paws and shaking it slowly, the nightmarish situation playing over and over in his mind, his unrest rousing his partner from her rest also, having watching him leaving the comfort of their warm double bed. Sighing and shivering as the icy cold of the pitch-black kitchen area caresses his scaled chest and back, he lifts his head, his narrowed eyes slightly watery still as he wipes them slowly clean and takes a deep breath to still himself. Several minutes pass before a soft warmth gently rests against his back, the softness and warmth of fur against his cold back causing a quiet sigh of some relief to escape him,
" What troubles you so much that it rouses you from your rest my love?" she softly asks, her arms slowly closing around him in a tender hug, warm paw-pads resting onto his chest and caressing tenderly across it, to warm him some. Breathing a sigh he looks to her soft blue eyes,
" Nothing dearest, just couldn't sleep." he replies, his tone a sombre one as he looks out through the clear window across the room, to the bright light of the full moon outside.
" Come now, you've been tossing and turning all night, you can't hide from me my dear you should know by now. Please," she softly says as she sits by his side on another seat, " Tell me what troubles you my sweet, this is the fifth time this week, each time you wake in a cold sweat." she adds placing a paw tenderly on his, rubbing across his paw with a thumb.
Sighing quietly he looks back to her, giving but a slow nod, knowing well his disturbed rest constantly woke her, he always found himself surprised she never complained when it would happen previously, thinking for a moment how lucky he is to have someone like her.
" Really darling, it's nothing." he replies causing her to roll her eyes and sigh to him with a hint of some frustration, causing him to look away and lower his eyes, breathing a sigh, " Ok.. I should know better than to try pull the wool over your eyes." he adds looking back to her, though only some, a little nervous.
He sits up in his seat and breathes a long, drawn-out sigh, shaking his head some, before looking to her and gently moving his soft-scaled paw onto her soft, but swollen, fur-covered abdomen, caressing it tenderly and looking to it, before gazing to her eyes,
" We were, in the health centre, you'd gone into labour. I'd been forced to wait outside, doctors starting talking about there being complications." he says as he looks down to her abdomen, her soft paw resting on top of his, as it gently strokes the soft furs of her lower body, " I'd been waiting for a couple of hours before one of the surgeons emerged, she couldn't look at me. I asked, what had happened and she said our child was fine," he adds looking away and closing his eyes, a tear rolling down his cheek as the memories flash back.
She looks to her lower body, a gentle kick from her abdomen rousing the briefest flicker of a smile to her lips, before her gaze falls on him, smile fading to the sight of his tears,
" What happened darling?" she asks reaching to his cheek, turning his head back toward her, his eyes narrowed some, before looking into her eyes deeply.
"But, you passed in child-birth.. She told that, our child was born, at 4 o' clock in the morning, and, that you passed at, that time also."he replies looking away, his head held in a paw, covering his eyes as he fights to contain his tears, to appear strong in her presence.
Sitting, her eyes wide from such words, she finds herself speechless, a single bead of a tear rolling down her bronzed cheeks, eyes closing as she looks down and away, looking about as though seeking something to talk about, something to say, but finding only the cold darkness of the pre-dawn kitchen area, lit only by the pale yellow light of the fading moon. Looking back to him, she leans forward and closes her arms around him, pulling him to her and hugging him tightly, placing a tender kiss of comfort on his forehead, her soft, furred cheek soon resting atop his head as she closes her eyes and slowly begins to sway from side to side, his tears welling up and rolling down his cheeks, wetting her chest and neck furs slowly with every bead, a soft sniffle escaping him as he gives her a gentle squeeze,
" I don't want this to happen to you my dearest, it-it's the same each and every night, each time feeling helpless, powerless to stop it, to protect you, save you." he whimpers, his teeth clenched some, fighting his sorrows still, trying to still himself within her swaying, tender embrace.
Tenderly, she hugs him and sways more, sensing his fighting his emotions, sighing in silence to herself, having for some time wished he would stop seeing the display of sorrow and other saddening emotion, as a symbol of weakness, closing her eyes and gently stroking across his smooth neck, and along his back some,
"I see, my love. But, this was just a nightmare, all first time fathers have such things, as do, first time mothers. It's a natural thing I believe, my sweet." she softly replies, a tender overture of reassurance flowing in her soft and gentle voice.
" But what if this is not a simple nightmare, what if this was some kind of warning, prediction or foresight? You recall my parents, they have such a gift." he asks as he looks up to her, his watery, purple eyes looking into the depths of her gentle blue eyes.
Smiling, she gently strokes his cheeks, and raises his head to meet hers, placing a soft kiss on his lips with tender affection,
" My dear sweet dragon, my Gnarith." she tenderly cooes, her thumbs gently caressing his cheeks, her eyes narrowed tenderly, " If you were to see every dream or nightmare you had as a warning or premonition of any kind, you would find yourself unable to function. Your life would become one let-down after another. Yes, you possess their gift, but not always does it function as theirs does, you do not access it, and it is ill-honed. You follow instinct, not vision, and it serves you better than any "foresight" ever could." she replies with a most tender gaze, his narrowed eyes easing open slowly, their watery appearance beginning to ebb.
Nodding to her gently, he gives a tender, but loving hug, and a protective yet gentle squeeze, kissing her neck and cheeks softly. Smiling her head leans, tilting as she purrs softly to his touch, closing her eyes to his kissing before his lips touch to hers, her eyes closing fully as his narrow, easing closed, kissing her deeply and gently lifting her closer, until her rump settles onto his thighs, a soft purr of affection escaping her as her slender body rests against his, feeling his warm but tender paws caressing along her back, supporting her with one as the other moves lower, resting onto her rump with a single, affectionate squeeze. Breaking the kiss after several minutes, lost within its warming embrace, their eyes open narrowly, a tender smile rousing onto their weary lips,
" My dearest Sara, my sweet vixen, I do pray that you are right, that this was just a simple nightmare. I wish not to lose you, ever," he softly says with a tender caress across her soft back, to her cheek, " Without you, life would become unbearable, you mean so very much to me. You rescued me from what could have been, I fear always the day, when we were to part ways." he adds placing a most tender kiss on each cheek, and her lips.
With a tender kiss to his forehead, she takes his left paw in her right, and places it gently onto her abdomen, looking into his eyes deeply with care,
"My darling, that day will never come. So long we have been together, many years, we have seen it all, and though at times it was deeply rough, we have remained strong, united. There is nothing in this world which could split us apart, nothing." she replies with most tender care, giving gentle but stern nodding, displaying with little need to, that her every word is truth.
Nodding in return, understanding and feeling reassured by the words of his mate. Smiling to her, he rises from the seat, his arms strong around her causing her to giggle playfully as he holds her close, carrying her with her long legs around his waist, walking with her back toward the stairwell leading to the upper level of their dwelling, and to their bed chamber. Rumbling softly with affection as he carries his mate to bed, he places tender kisses on her lips and softly whispers in her ear a tender "I love you" now and again, receiving a most affectionate purr and nip on his ear from his beloved in return. Reaching their bed chamber, he continues inside, laying his naked mate onto their bed, her body more glorious each passing day to his eyes as he kisses and nibbles both tenderly and teasingly across her cheeks, ears and neck, being always most gentle toward her, her soft but appealing purrs of approval teasing his senses in return, her tail swaying slowly, though restricted beneath her.
Kissing her further his lips reach to her chest and the soft furs which obscure her rounded, petite breasts, receiving a tender stroke of her paw across his neck before she gazes down to him, purring and quietly observing his narrowly open eyes, her head shaking slowly for a moment, rousing a soft whimper from him before he moves his lips away, giving a tender lick to her breasts for a moment as he does so,
" My darling, I know you hunger once more but, it is much too early in the morn for such things, Plus I'd wish not to have you arrive to your workplace late once more. You recall last time I am sure." she tenderly says as her body relaxes some, and she shuffles beneath the covers of their bed, " Besides, there's always plenty of time, when you return." she adds with a seductive wink, rousing a soft but toothy murr from her mate as he crawls onto the bed and snuggles up along side her, giving a tender lick to her cheeks and kiss to her neck.
" But what if I'd rather get close with my sweetie than sit at a desk for ten hours? She is after all, always most appealing to me." he teasingly replies, his right paw caressing across her soft chest furs and disappearing beneath the covers, continuing lower, eliciting a long, loud moan of sudden delight from her breast as his paw rests much lower, and tenderly rubs.
"You know always, all the right buttons to push you teasing beast, mmmh." she cooes softly her eyes closing as her body arches briefly to his touches, eyes narrowly opening as he slips beneath the covers and gently embraces her, holding her affectionately close, " But, we can't, not yet. As much as I would love to my sweet, it's not the right time, I still need some rest, as do you." she adds with a brief glance to the time-piece restign atop her bed-side unit.
With a brief sigh, he nods and agrees, both his arms soon resting around her, hugging her tenderly close as he lies on his side, offering the warmth of his body to her once more, both falling easily back to sleep after but a few moments.
Growling quietly he wakes, eyes easing open before suddenly opening widely finding Sara has long since left bed, his eyes glancing to the time-piece, jumping up and out of bed finding he has but a three-quarter hour to leave,
" Curse this alert system, I should never have purchased it, never has it worked." he snarls taking the time-piece from his bed-side unit and glaring at it, " What a useless piece of junk, it's even an hour slow." he adds sighing and tossing it onto the bed, shaking his head and shuffling into his work-wear and leaving the room.
Decending the stairwell the scent of freshly cooked meat reaches his snout, his eyes narrowing as the tantalizing sound of hissing and popping drawing him toward the kitchen area. Easing the door open his eyes fall on the curved and seductive body of his mate, serving up breakfast with only an apron donned, her otherwise naked body teasing him with every passing moment. Prowling slowly toward Sara, he observes her every movement, between the cooking unit, and the ceramic plates along side before pouncing, resting his arms around her and kissing her neck, a long soft hum escaping her as his kisses move upward along her neck.
" Good morning darling." she softly cooes as his eyes narrow, glancing between her and the hot meats on the cooker, " You're just in time for a bite to eat, if you'd like?" she asks glancing to him and placing the cooked meats onto the ceramic plates, shutting off the cooker and turning toward him in one graceful move, draping her arms around his shoulders as his dexterous fingers undoing the apron and taking it off of her, revealing to his narrowed, hungry eyes, her voluptuous curves once more.
" Indeed I would. But, perhaps not a bite to eat, of that kind," he replies with a toothy grin, winking to her as she giggles for some moments.
" My darling you are always such a teaser, don't worry, once you return, you can have your "bite to eat"." she says with a giggle, narrowing her eyes affectionately, "And perhaps, somthing more too." she adds with a mischievous overture, placing a tender kiss on his lips before gesturing to the plates.
Some minutes, and a hearty meal later he places a tender kiss on the lips of his mate and embraces her with a warming, caring hug,
" Take care my sweet dragon, don't let the torches damage your sight nor burn your, seductive copper scale." Sara calls as he steps outside.
Turning to her he smiles and winks to her in return,
" I will take care my sweet vixen, though I cannot promise the light of the welding units, won't deepen this colour, you love so much." he replies with a teasing overture, seeing her cross her arms and smile in amusement, " I shall see you later my darling. Take good care, and have a pleasant day." he calls as he steps over his motorcycle and soon disappears into the distance toward his workplace.
Sighing gently Sara closes the door and enters the warm seating area, settling onto the large couch in an almost lying down position, rubbing a paw gently across her abdomen, and looking down to the small bump she carries, smiling with cheer, a tear of joy rolling down her cheek, feeling pleased once more about after the years of trying, finally she and her mate are to become first-time parents. Powering on the viewer across the chamber she sighs and makes herself comfortable, flicking through the channels and shaking her head finding there is still not much else to view in the late morning. Continuing to flick through channels at random, she halts on one or two between, enjoying for a moment a piece of music, or even a advertisment with cooking tips, before finally turning onto the channel for the daily "Morning Show", a program that over months has become something of a ritualisic viewing. Making herself comfortable some more, she sighs, pondering and planning the rest of her day, what she will discover, and upon his return, what to do to, entice her mate, for a night of pleasures and delight.