Mozuli hovered there for a few extra seconds, looking into Dawn's eyes. He had a great urge to lean down and kiss her, but he shrugged this thought off almost instantly, remembering how she reacted when he had hugged her. She doesn't think of you like that, stupid! He told himself.

Mozuli forced a friendly smile, and went back around to her wings. He finished licking off all of the scars, and he saw that the wounds made would not heal naturally, especially not after being uncared for for so long. He sighed, knowing what he must do, and he stood up for a second. "You mustn't look at what I'm about to do, ok?" He instructed Dawn seriously, and drawing a knife from a sheath above his thigh.

Mozuli sat back down, and drew the knife on his arm, piercing his thick skin. He inhaled quickly, and made a slight growling sound instinctively. He then raised his arm to Dawn's wounds, and gently rubbed the blood into them quickly, before his wrist began to heal back, but he was still very careful not to spill any of the blood onto Dawn. When he had finished coating the scars with his blood, which was a healing agent that existed in all werewolves, he stood back up. "Now that wasn't too bad, was it? Just keep your wings out of the dirt for a little, kay?" He said with a smile.

((If you want to do anything while I do all this, just do it, and I'll change my post if you need me to. ^_^))

"That's fine," Mozuli said, smiling at her and hugging her, hoping she would be ok with it. "I need some company anyway." He was just glad to be with someone who didn't judge him by his animalism. Right now, he felt that he would do anything to keep her with him, he didn't want to be lonely again.

He felt the tender touch of Dawn's hand on his chest, and Mozuli's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly blushed. "Thank you." He knew he probably shouldn't entrust himself completely in someone so suddenly, but for some reason, he couldn't help but trust Dawn. He held her closer, his heart beating faster, fighting the urge to kiss her. He knew she wouldn't like it if he kissed her, but surely a bit more hugging couldn't hurt?

Mozuli looked down to Dawn, and saw the sunlight shine off her beautiful eyes. She looked up at him expectantly, and as she tried to ask him something, he lost control. He could not stop the urge to kiss her supple lips, and he pulled her to him, pressing his lips against hers, taking in her breath.

Relief and another feeling which he couldn't explain surged through Mozuli's entire being, as she kissed him back. He wrapped his arms around her, and he held her to him, as he kissed her, and loved the feeling of their bodies touching so freely.

Dawn pulled back, panting, and Mozuli was slightly disappointed as she pulled away, but he still had a wide smile on his face. He was really enjoying Dawn's company. Suddenly, he remembered Dawn's collar. He looked at her, wondering whether it was effecting her. He pulled her close, putting his nose to hers. "Is your collar hurting?" He asked, worried. "I don't want to cause you any pain." He said seriously.

Mozuli's face lightened as Dawn kissed him, and he relaxed. She obviously didn't mind, so he probably shouldn't worry about it either. Mozuli kissed her back and ran his hand along her back, loving the feel of touching her skin, and her touching his.

She smiled as he touched her skin and rubbed her back. Dawn kissed him as she pressed her body to his and felt so good against him. Her eyes closed as she rubbed his chest. "Mozuli..." The succubus hybrid had never felt like this with anyone she had met before.

((Is it just me or does it seem we are the only two on this thread anymore?))

((I know what you mean, It'd probably be the same thing if we were just role playing in a PM. XD))

Mozuli felt warmness fill him, and he felt at peace as he was there with Dawn. In that moment, he knew that he wanted this this time to last forever, and he never wanted to leave Dawn's side. He told this to himself, but he dared not to say it. He wrapped his arms further around Dawn's body, pulling her closer to him, and feeling her warm skin against his hands.

He pressed himself to her, feeling the tenderness of her supple lips on his. He pulled back slightly, and said softly. "I would love that." He had never felt anything like this before. He pulled her back to him, and smiled.