I snapped my eyes to his doing my best to give him the angriest glare I could.
Something is his eyes flashed as he pushed me against the couch before climbing on top of me. "Get off of me!"
His head dipped to the curve of my neck as he ran his nose...
"Nalu, why must you be such a lightweight." Valnush groaned as she dragged me through the forest. My legs scraped against the hard ice-like snow.
"Nush! That's my nickname for you. You should appreciate it. It means I like you."
"Don't like me, like your male."
"He doesn't like me Nush, his eyes were on that blonde beautiful Northern woman all night. Did you see the way she gave him such suggestive glances, she should be ashamed. Whoreing herself out to to a male who's not her own. Tsk. I feel bad for her mate." I gasped in between my drunken rant as something occurred to me. "I should feel bad for myself, my mate has whored himself out to her and countless of other females. I feel dirty for him. Disgusting!"
"I've had enough of your nonsense Nalu, I wish to be with my male for days upon days. He is back for good now. So if you could stop being such a baby and stay out of my way so I could spend more time with him that would be great."
I had never thought about it like that, it seemed like they always had to take care of me resulting in their separation. Even now Valnush is dragging me home because I was acting like a fool in the hall.
"I'm sorry Nush, go to him now. I will find my way home." And with that, she left quickly. Didn't have to tell her twice.
I sang an old southern song as I pranced through the trees, I thought I looked wonderful but to others I probably look like a new born giraffe walking for the first time.
I could see the chimney of the cabin blowing smoke, I was almost home. I felt accomplished, I was capable of a simple task.
I really thought I would make it until I felt like my throat was exploding. Vomit skyrocketed out of my mouth with impeccable speed. I hunched over next to a tree trying to keep myself up. Another wave of vomit hit before I blacked out face first into the snow.
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I don't know how long I laid there but my head was spinning and I was freezing, my skin felt like it wanted to fall off. The scent of the male hit my nose before I felt him lift me up. I was thrown over his shoulder before he began to take long strides.
His boots crunched in the snow and clanked against the wood of the porch. I instantly moaned as the hot air of the cabin consumed me.
He placed me on the floor next to the fire place before draping the wool blanket over me.
I watched him take off his overcoat before throwing more wood into the fire and mending it. The muscles on his back flexed with every slightest movement. This intrigued me more than it should've.
He disappeared into the kitchen before the sound of the kettle whistled throughout the air. The hum was enough to drive me into a blissful drunken sleep.
My eyes fluttered open as I felt something wet and warm touch my face. My eyes focused on the male as he whipped my face with a rag.
I felt the built up drool, and vomit leave my skin. Probably a terrible sight to see, he threw the rag into the flame before picking up a teacup at his side.
