My Beautiful Beast [Angelo/Tarin]

[fearless]

Tarin leaned into him then blinked his eyes opened. He opened his mouth to ask what was wrong yet all that came out was a whine.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo kissed his snout before sitting up. He should go to bathe.

[fearless]

Tarin huffed and just laid down angry that he changed.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo pat the male's fur before he stood. "I'm going to go bathe." he said softly.

[fearless]

Tarin nodded curling back into his covers wishing he could join him as a man.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo headed to the baths. A few servants had already run him one and he slid into its warmth, sighing. He didn't understand. If he loved Tarin, the spell would break...but...it seemed to be be breaking all on its own?

[fearless]

Tarin sighed closing his eyes not realizing he was shifting back and forth slowly.

[praiseofblood]

And he did. He did love Tarin. It was tentative...and unsure, but he could feel himself being pulled to the gentle man, who so obviously needed him.

Angelo closed his eyes. He was just too afraid to tell him straight out.

[fearless]

Tarin opened his eyes when the lady servant gasped. "Wh..." he started then he shifted with a howl, confused.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo sat in the baths, sorting out his feelings. How could he tell Tarin without making a total and complete fool of himself? The male already said...he blushed.

[fearless]

The lady servant knocked gently, "Angelo...you must see..."

[praiseofblood]

"Hm?" Angelo asked, before sitting up in the tub. "Is something wrong?" he asked.

[fearless]

She peaked in, "He...keeps changing back and forth...I do not know what to do..."

[praiseofblood]

Angelo blinked in confusion. "OK." he said, making ready to stand. "I'll be right there."

[fearless]

The servant nodded then moved out of the bathroom giving him space.