@Vuclan-is-tired
"Any time is fine." He says, sighing softly in content as he relaxes, humming softly.
"Any time is fine." He says, sighing softly in content as he relaxes, humming softly.
“We can go once you get hungry, then,” Thatcher said. He gave Halo’s hip a small rub before smiling at him faintly.
Halo smiles in return before sitting next to Thatcher. He smiles faintly and nuzzles into Thatchers side.
Thatcher sat in silence for a moment, simply enjoying the closeness with his arm around Halo’s waist. “You were amazing last night, you know,” he eventually said.
Halo blushes at that. "Y-you were the one doing all the work…" He mumbles shyly.
“Maybe, but you still felt so good,” Thatcher hummed. His head tilted and he began to kiss at Halo’s neck.
Halo blushes a darker shade of red, hiding his face in his hands. He shivers a little at the neck kisses and smiles softly.
Thatcher smiled faintly and broke away, giving Halo another squeeze. “You look precious when your face is red like that,” he commented,
Halo looks away, "W-whatever…" He stutters, still a bright red. He gulps softly and looks towards the other, he leans his head on Thatchers shoulder, sighing softly in content.
Thatcher chuckled quietly and held the angel close to his side. “Did you sleep well?” He asked, rubbing at Halo’s hip again.
"I slept wonderfully." Halo replies, purring at the gentle movements.
“That’s good,” Thatcher hummed. He tilted his head to press a few more kisses to Halo’s cheekbones. “It’s good to see you happy.”
Halo smiles gently and srge a kiss on Thatcher's forehead. There's a soft bark and Halo looks down. "Oh. Hey Glitch." He chuckles, petting the dog gently.
Thatcher looked down at the small dog. He reached down and stroked the dogs back for a moment. But he remembered something- he had left Nike outside for a while. Oh, she was going to be pissed with him. “Have to get Nike,” he mumbled before getting up and walking to the back door.”
Halo nods and sighs softly, resting his head on the table.
Thatcher stepped outside, squinting in the bright morning sun. He blinked a few times and walked towards the wooded area.
(We need some more drama, maybe something could happen while Thatcher is gone?)
(Yes, what shall it be?)
Halo hums softly, picking up Glitch and humming softly.
(Maybe he could get taken or something along those lines?)
Thatcher stepped into the woods. He glanced around, searching for any sign of Nike. He couldn’t see her, but he could smell something dead nearby.
(Yes! Ohhh… what if since he's like a fallen angel he's experimented on?)
Halo hums softly when Glitch growls and starts to bark.
(Oo, yeah we can do that. Good idea!)
Thatcher continued to walk, brushing back a few branches. He didn’t see Nike anywhere, but there was a claw mark on the ground.
Halo looks at Glitch. "What's wrong boy?" He asks softly, letting the dog down.
Thatcher eventually found a mauled buck, freshly killed. She was close by, he knew it now. He looked around, brushing his hair back.
Glitch rushes into the yard. Halo stands to follow but he gasps sharply as an arm wraps around his neck and a cloth covers his nose and mouth. A disgusting smell fills his nose as he weakly struggles. Everything went black.
After about ten minutes or so, Thatcher was walking back towards the house. Nike followed him inside, her tongue lolling as she smelled like blood. “Halo?” He called, wondering if the angel had gone into another room.
Glitch was barking frantically, whining when he sees Thatcher. He trots towards them, holding a piece of cloth in his mouth, a piece of the rag that didn't have the chemical towards them. He whines in worry, his ears flattening against his skull.
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