Rip/Soubi Fluffy fun times?? AKA Cabin Paradise???

[singinghuntress]

Whatever chaos the world delivers to her feet, Rip knows two things for certain. First, she will die defending what is hers and protect the things she's claimed with every fiber of her being. The second...Is that of everything she's fought hard to attain and all the pain and suffering she's endured or inflicted on others, there is only one person that she would willingly die to protect.

And he happens to be sequestered away in the middle of a forest with her in a log cabin that Rip spent time making habitable before stealing him away from the world.

Currently, Rip was making sure the fireplace was stoked to fend off the cool evening air. Fall was quietly turning into winter and Rip wanted to make sure her pet human was comfortable. Soubi ment everything to her and she would make sure he knew it.

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[notquitebeloved]

After everything, all the pain, the torture, the betrayal, the...disposal...

Soubi has someone. Someone happy to treat him the way he needs, yet has stuck with him through everything. Rip has him in awe, honestly. She'd fought to keep him. Punished him for being weak, as he desperately needed her to.

No one else had ever bothered. Not with him.

And now...Now he gets to have her all to himself. And she, him. The cabin feels comfortable and cozy, and he can tell she's worked hard on it. For him. It has him smiling happily as he steps up beside her, then settles at her feet to lean against her as she works to build the fire up.

[singinghuntress]

A lot of work went into making this cabin a home and it was worth it for this very moment. Rip only pauses for a moment at her work when he enters the room and settles down beside her. The pressure against her legs is soothing to her more violent nature she works to bring the fire up to a decent blaze. It fills the cabin with it's heat all for his benefit.

If Rip had been living alone, she wouldn't have bothered. The cold didn't bother her so there would have been no point. But, with him here.. all the creature comforts she has built and invested in are all for him. It's just one of the many subtle ways she shows her love for him.

Once the fire is where she wants it, Rip sets aside the poker and glances down at him. Her hand drifts down to stroke his hair, admiring the way he adores her. "Is zhe cabin comfortable enough? It haz been avhile since I vas human so tell me if I haf forgotten anyzhing."

[notquitebeloved]

She can do anything at all with him. He'll let her. Anything. Just as long as she keeps him. That's all he wants.

Soubi knows the cold doesn't bother her, that every bit of creature comfort here is for his benefit. It just makes him adore her even more. Her hand stroking over his hair has him hum, contentment settling over him.

"It's warm and dry. The kitchen is stocked enough I can cook, and the tub is big enough." Which, considering his height, is a good thing!

[singinghuntress]

She nods and feels pleased that he likes everything she's done for the place. It warms her undead heart to know she can take care of him. Whether it's with a kiss or bruises, Rip accepts his needs just like he accepts her mercurial nature.

"Good. Now go make yourself zomething to eat. Vhen you are done come back here. I zhink I'm in a mood to enjoy zhe fire tonight." She expects him to be quick and come back to her. Rip already has blankets set aside for when he comes back. Her mood tonight seems to be lean towards.. cuddly.

For now.

[notquitebeloved]

Her violent and unpredictable nature soothes the part of him that needs the security of violence. She's shown she won't toss him aside. He utterly adores her possessiveness. The marks she places on his body are cherished. He belongs to her.

"It's a well made fire." And of course he'll be quick! He has orders. Soubi nuzzles her hip before standing and heading to the kitchen to obey.

Perhaps he rushes, too. But not at the expense of a healthy meal that still tastes good. Perhaps half an hour passes before he returns.

[singinghuntress]

She smiles a little to herself as he nuzzles against her hip before heading off to the kitchen. Rip won't deny him the time to make a good meal for himself. Keeping him well fed also kept her well fed after all.

When he comes back, Rip has already made a spot on the floor covered in blankets and pillows. It almost looks like a nest of some sort, though Rip's intentions lean more towards making the area comfortable as possible.

She was probably going to make him lay there for quite awhile after all while she enjoys the heat. Once he returns, Rip is already sitting among the blankets and pillows. She reaches for him and grabs his wrist to tug him now. She shifts enough to force him to lay down on his back before straddling his hips and snuggling down on top of him.

Rip pulls blankets over them as she lets out a sigh. Her skin is cold to the touch and while it doesn't bother her, it doesn't mean she can't enjoy the heat. Especially when it comes from both the fire and his body heat. "Much better. Did you eat enough?"

[notquitebeloved]

He always keeps her in mind with what he cooks for himself - plenty of iron rich food to maintain a healthy blood amount. Really, she spoils him with what she makes sure he can use!

Soubi beams at the nest he finds her in and her plan is clear. He happily lets her tug and arrange him to her liking and stretches out under her. The number of pillows and blankets is pure luxury - and then she snuggles down on top of him, completing his delight. He doesn't mind the chill of her body, having grown used to it.

Curling his arms around her, he makes sure the blankets she's pulled over them are in the best possible position.

"Mm, it's nice." Of course he agrees, but also he means it. The fire is nice, and he's pressed down by his owner and precious one. "I did. Are you hungry?"

[singinghuntress]

As he curls his arms around her and situates the blankets, she's shifting a little more and tucking her arms beneath her, settling down to press her ear against his heart beat with a soft sigh. Now this is perfect and the only thing that could make this more perfect...

She nods when he asks if she's hungry. It might be a little childish, but, she's also very comfortable. Besides, Rip is always hungry. She could drink the whole world dry and still feel like she's starving. It's that unquenchable thirst that drives her to kill most nights.

Except, she's careful when it comes to her beloved pet. If he were to die because she drank too much, she'd never forgive herself.

After a moment she reaches for his wrist to pull it towards her mouth. Fangs press against his flesh. Her bite is unpleasant and her fangs were meant for rendering flesh as much as drinking blood, and yet.. she's careful as she can be with him. Rip knows he enjoys the pain but, she doesn't want to permanently damage her pet.

At least, not in a way that could hinder him.