Post by KrazyRandomness on Jul 16, 2009 16:55:47 GMT -5
This is just a little one-shot about Psycho and Zaria. I was bored, so...yeah.
The first time they met was an odd one, her being a suspect of a murder and him being on the detective's team. She had flirted with him quickly and he quickly became smitten with her, telling her what they had and everything.
A lot thought it was just a little of lust catching up to him when they watched him with her for the first time. After all, she was a beauty.
Her fur was so sleek. He loved just nuzzling his head against her neck, breathing in the sweet smell strawberries. Her hair was soft. It looked so pure, being white, and when sunlight hit it, it seem to glow. Her eyes. Her eyes alone made him want to kiss her. Her lovely orange eyes would slowly look over at him and, as her lips formed a smile, show her thoughts through her eyes. Yes, she truely was a beauty.
Psycho, at first, thought she was only using him to get information on stuff. He always told her because...well, he was fasinated by her. Her beauty and her skill for witchcraft.
But, as time went on, Zaria didn't leave him. In fact, she was loyal. When some other male came up and...laid some moves...on her, she would glare before nuzzling up against Psycho.
As time went on, it became clear that the two loved each other. Psycho realized long before Zaria and became quite shocked when the cat suddenly started dragging him to her bedroom, while slowly peeling away her cloths.
Even so, that didn't mean the two were just...lustful of the other, they did love each other. They proved it each time Zaria kissed him or Psycho snuggled up against her. There were some times of depression, though.
Psycho doubted he would be a good father. He doubted himself a lot when Zaria was pregnant. Still, Zaria just took him into her arms and nuzzled into him, enjoying his unusual soft spiky fur.
When Alu was born, Psycho felt something change in him. He got the same feeling he got when he saw Zaria for the first time, but yet, at the same time, it was different. He felt...like a fahter.
As his little kit looked up at him with bright blue eyes, he couldn't help, but pick her up and hug her.
Well? What do you think?
The first time they met was an odd one, her being a suspect of a murder and him being on the detective's team. She had flirted with him quickly and he quickly became smitten with her, telling her what they had and everything.
A lot thought it was just a little of lust catching up to him when they watched him with her for the first time. After all, she was a beauty.
Her fur was so sleek. He loved just nuzzling his head against her neck, breathing in the sweet smell strawberries. Her hair was soft. It looked so pure, being white, and when sunlight hit it, it seem to glow. Her eyes. Her eyes alone made him want to kiss her. Her lovely orange eyes would slowly look over at him and, as her lips formed a smile, show her thoughts through her eyes. Yes, she truely was a beauty.
Psycho, at first, thought she was only using him to get information on stuff. He always told her because...well, he was fasinated by her. Her beauty and her skill for witchcraft.
But, as time went on, Zaria didn't leave him. In fact, she was loyal. When some other male came up and...laid some moves...on her, she would glare before nuzzling up against Psycho.
As time went on, it became clear that the two loved each other. Psycho realized long before Zaria and became quite shocked when the cat suddenly started dragging him to her bedroom, while slowly peeling away her cloths.
Even so, that didn't mean the two were just...lustful of the other, they did love each other. They proved it each time Zaria kissed him or Psycho snuggled up against her. There were some times of depression, though.
Psycho doubted he would be a good father. He doubted himself a lot when Zaria was pregnant. Still, Zaria just took him into her arms and nuzzled into him, enjoying his unusual soft spiky fur.
When Alu was born, Psycho felt something change in him. He got the same feeling he got when he saw Zaria for the first time, but yet, at the same time, it was different. He felt...like a fahter.
As his little kit looked up at him with bright blue eyes, he couldn't help, but pick her up and hug her.
Well? What do you think?
