Post by Duke Xavier Hollows on Oct 1, 2011 19:21:23 GMT -6
Xavier thought about what had been written in his diary on the inside front page. He smiled then leaned over nuzzling Revell and leaned his head against his shoulder. His diary was very precious to him and didn't want anything to happen to it. It would kill him if it was lost or taken by someone to use against him or worse make him feel stupid about what he had written down, his private thoughts he wanted just to be his own. But now he wanted to share things with Revell the only man in his life he knew wouldn't judge him for anything he was feeling or what he had written down or had drawn either. Xavier had done many small drawings and a few paintings in his diary when he couldn't write down what he had been feelings at the moment. He wondered if Revell had a diary of his own and would ask him sometime if he did so he could get him a specially made one, with a private lock on it. A brand new one to celebrate his present and future.
He had a few diaries himself and had a huge one that Revell had surprised him with on his last birthday with that special lock on it so he always kept that hidden away. It contained all of his cute, sensual and romantic dreams about Revell and him, his happy thoughts and his scared one as well. His thoughts wondered back to just how many diaries he had tucked away there were so many when he finished with one he found another all wrapped up with a rose on top. It was just like Christmas all year round to him with all of the little things that Revell gave him and did for him. He would often go back and read his earlier diaries under the covers with a large snack then hide them all alway again to let the past be just that the past. Xavier would always help Revell heal from the terrible things that happened to him in his past and was being helped by his beloved mate to heal from anything that happened to him in his own past. It was important to him to let Revell know that nothing bad could or would ever happen to him again. People would have to get passed him first to get at Revell even then he wouldn't move from his mate's side for anything.
So very stuffed and settled himself into Revell's arms and lap, he was enjoying himself so much. Sighing happily he cuddled deeper into him, resting his hand back over his love's heart, held he closed his eyes. The poem Revell spoke to him was one he held close to his heart it was the first one he had ever learned when he had been old enough to really understand the meaning of it, the true beautiful meaning of it. Softly humming to his mate he smiled and thought about a few different things, things he wanted to share with his mate but exactly where to start since there was so much. Opening his eyes he had spoken a few more lines of the poem to Revell and looked down at the ground a moment. "I remember the plush lycan you gave me when I was just 12 years old, it's you in lycan form. You had it made with your special sounds on it and on certain places on the plush like the ears the plush whimpered in happiness." That plush was his favorite and he did sleep with it next to him on his pillow. The fur was so soft like Revell's was and the same shade, it was a plush version of his beloved mate how could he love anything more.
Xavier was blushing from ear to ear hearing Revell's laughter at what he had said. He did think he was creepy and knew that others did to. It had started when he hit 12 years old when everything changed for him, he was getting taller, filling out, his voice was changing it had been a very awkward time for him that was for sure. It had made him not want to talk all that much to anyone but to his mom and Revell who he knew wouldn't poke fun at him for being squeaky voiced. Xavier had let his hair grow out all of his life and hadn't wanted to cut it off since he had no need to plus he loved how it looked. With how his body had changed he wore clothes he felt good in and ones that suited him the fact was his mom always had taken his clothes shopping, makeup shopping and shopping for his jewelry in different parts of the world. But a huge change came when he started when he started wearing eye makeup at 12 it was how he expressed himself and it made people look at him like he was creepy. Being kissed on the lips he kissed him back nodding slowly. "The other kids around thought I was creepy." Admitting that to him he listened to him and leaned his cheek into his mate's stroking fingers. "Thank you mi amore I needed to hear that from you." That meant so much to him to hear those words from his mate. "My mom once told me when she was teaching my how to do my eyes was as long as I loved myself and take pride in how I look that people who don't like it are just jealous or hate themselves." He had never forgotten that.
Letting his hand be taken and kissed it looked at him, seeing how serious Revell was at the moment. Intently listening to every word he was saying Xavier understood why Revell had those worries and didn't hold it against him. "You're not creepy at all Revell. I know you didn't want to scare me or make me uncomfortable...I'm far from being a genius my mom just raised me well is all..No a young child doesn't and may think it's frightening or something bad." Fully understanding the meaning of what Revell was saying to him, he had seen young kids with crushes on older lycans and it didn't turn out well when they were older it became heartache instead. "I remember one of the girls here in court having a crush on one of the older lycans but the guy already had a mate, it was another guy I think. It was a major crush she didn't like being rejected and killed herself in the woods." He didn't want that for anyone else and wouldn't hurt himself for someone he couldn't have it wasn't right. Xavier had figured out the difference between a crush and true love when he had gotten old enough to sort out both feelings. Knowing which was just puppy love and which one was a deep connection he didn't want to ever go away.
Stetching his legs out along his mate's out stretched legs he watched the sun hitting the waves. "The night in the music hall after I went to get my mom and I both a snack I heard you and her talking. I heard everything that was said from outside of the door. I didn't want you to leave the room mi amore, my mom was right it would have broken my heart if you had left before I came back." He still had to tell his mom she was nuts for thinking that he didn't need her much anymore. "She's nuts for thinking that I don't need her much anymore, no matter how old I get she's my mom and I'll always need her." Being plain and straight about that, that's how he felt. Thinking about all of the times she took care of him when he was ill, had a case of the sniffles or couldn't sleep his mom was always there for him he would always be there for his mom. Cuddling his beloved Revell, his soul mate he smiled, rubbing thoses with him. "I love you so much." Xavier smirked thinking about the holidays when he would cook Revell's favorite cookies and he would find the entire huge plate empty then found Revell with frosting all over his adorable wolf nose in a corner of the kitchen licking at his paw paws cleaning them off. "Mr. Frosting Nose." Being cheeky with him that was the nickname Xavier had given Revell long ago and had missed using it. "I made some more of your favorite cookies early this morning." It would be a brilliant idea to him if they made a nice fire in their suite with some homemade hot cocoa and some cookies to eat, Xavier was all for the cuddling to his mate.
He had a few diaries himself and had a huge one that Revell had surprised him with on his last birthday with that special lock on it so he always kept that hidden away. It contained all of his cute, sensual and romantic dreams about Revell and him, his happy thoughts and his scared one as well. His thoughts wondered back to just how many diaries he had tucked away there were so many when he finished with one he found another all wrapped up with a rose on top. It was just like Christmas all year round to him with all of the little things that Revell gave him and did for him. He would often go back and read his earlier diaries under the covers with a large snack then hide them all alway again to let the past be just that the past. Xavier would always help Revell heal from the terrible things that happened to him in his past and was being helped by his beloved mate to heal from anything that happened to him in his own past. It was important to him to let Revell know that nothing bad could or would ever happen to him again. People would have to get passed him first to get at Revell even then he wouldn't move from his mate's side for anything.
So very stuffed and settled himself into Revell's arms and lap, he was enjoying himself so much. Sighing happily he cuddled deeper into him, resting his hand back over his love's heart, held he closed his eyes. The poem Revell spoke to him was one he held close to his heart it was the first one he had ever learned when he had been old enough to really understand the meaning of it, the true beautiful meaning of it. Softly humming to his mate he smiled and thought about a few different things, things he wanted to share with his mate but exactly where to start since there was so much. Opening his eyes he had spoken a few more lines of the poem to Revell and looked down at the ground a moment. "I remember the plush lycan you gave me when I was just 12 years old, it's you in lycan form. You had it made with your special sounds on it and on certain places on the plush like the ears the plush whimpered in happiness." That plush was his favorite and he did sleep with it next to him on his pillow. The fur was so soft like Revell's was and the same shade, it was a plush version of his beloved mate how could he love anything more.
Xavier was blushing from ear to ear hearing Revell's laughter at what he had said. He did think he was creepy and knew that others did to. It had started when he hit 12 years old when everything changed for him, he was getting taller, filling out, his voice was changing it had been a very awkward time for him that was for sure. It had made him not want to talk all that much to anyone but to his mom and Revell who he knew wouldn't poke fun at him for being squeaky voiced. Xavier had let his hair grow out all of his life and hadn't wanted to cut it off since he had no need to plus he loved how it looked. With how his body had changed he wore clothes he felt good in and ones that suited him the fact was his mom always had taken his clothes shopping, makeup shopping and shopping for his jewelry in different parts of the world. But a huge change came when he started when he started wearing eye makeup at 12 it was how he expressed himself and it made people look at him like he was creepy. Being kissed on the lips he kissed him back nodding slowly. "The other kids around thought I was creepy." Admitting that to him he listened to him and leaned his cheek into his mate's stroking fingers. "Thank you mi amore I needed to hear that from you." That meant so much to him to hear those words from his mate. "My mom once told me when she was teaching my how to do my eyes was as long as I loved myself and take pride in how I look that people who don't like it are just jealous or hate themselves." He had never forgotten that.
Letting his hand be taken and kissed it looked at him, seeing how serious Revell was at the moment. Intently listening to every word he was saying Xavier understood why Revell had those worries and didn't hold it against him. "You're not creepy at all Revell. I know you didn't want to scare me or make me uncomfortable...I'm far from being a genius my mom just raised me well is all..No a young child doesn't and may think it's frightening or something bad." Fully understanding the meaning of what Revell was saying to him, he had seen young kids with crushes on older lycans and it didn't turn out well when they were older it became heartache instead. "I remember one of the girls here in court having a crush on one of the older lycans but the guy already had a mate, it was another guy I think. It was a major crush she didn't like being rejected and killed herself in the woods." He didn't want that for anyone else and wouldn't hurt himself for someone he couldn't have it wasn't right. Xavier had figured out the difference between a crush and true love when he had gotten old enough to sort out both feelings. Knowing which was just puppy love and which one was a deep connection he didn't want to ever go away.
Stetching his legs out along his mate's out stretched legs he watched the sun hitting the waves. "The night in the music hall after I went to get my mom and I both a snack I heard you and her talking. I heard everything that was said from outside of the door. I didn't want you to leave the room mi amore, my mom was right it would have broken my heart if you had left before I came back." He still had to tell his mom she was nuts for thinking that he didn't need her much anymore. "She's nuts for thinking that I don't need her much anymore, no matter how old I get she's my mom and I'll always need her." Being plain and straight about that, that's how he felt. Thinking about all of the times she took care of him when he was ill, had a case of the sniffles or couldn't sleep his mom was always there for him he would always be there for his mom. Cuddling his beloved Revell, his soul mate he smiled, rubbing thoses with him. "I love you so much." Xavier smirked thinking about the holidays when he would cook Revell's favorite cookies and he would find the entire huge plate empty then found Revell with frosting all over his adorable wolf nose in a corner of the kitchen licking at his paw paws cleaning them off. "Mr. Frosting Nose." Being cheeky with him that was the nickname Xavier had given Revell long ago and had missed using it. "I made some more of your favorite cookies early this morning." It would be a brilliant idea to him if they made a nice fire in their suite with some homemade hot cocoa and some cookies to eat, Xavier was all for the cuddling to his mate.