... romance. I came to the conclusion that, on the whole, I like urban fantasy slightly better, mostly because of the conflict. One of my pet peeves about paranormal romances is the frequency of the "Here's your lifemate. Thank you, drive through" plot device. This is a bit ironic since one of my favorite tropes is "I don't like you, I don't want to like you, I can't stop thinking about your hair,...
... M word was equally delusional because I couldn't conceive of any kind of feeling that would ever make anyone, gay or straight, willingly agree to any type of proposition that includes monogamy. Even if chosen lifemate was the fucking fuck of the century, even if that person was the hoover of all cocksuckers or the master of carpet munching. Good sex, or great sex, or amazing out of this world, ...
... settle beside iona and leans back fully against the blue hide of his lifemate. He doesn't even spill any of the wine. "Both, wine with... free hand moving to pat and then rub the blue hide of his lifemate who has turned his head away from the two and lidded his eyes. ... help but make a face, and cough once. The hand on his lifemate patting his hide once more as the blue gives a lot vibrating rumble...
... as she holds out her hand for a slice, "And you just had to be the one to curb it, hmm?" R'ish beams at Madri. "Well.. Why wouldn't I ask about the well being of my weyrlingmasters lifemate?" R'ish continues to beam at the Weyrlingmaster though. At least /this/ time N'tan gets a bit more of a noticeable jump from R'ish.. but she only turns and scowls at him. Eyes going down to those potatoes. "...
... snickers. "Yeah, I think the dragons are agreed on the fact that they want their riders to look their best." She says, grinning broadly. Aoriya sighs. "I tell him over and over again that for a lifemate who's a smith who lives in a dusty sandy place like Igen needs to wear loose clothes that a runner can trample over and they won't get messed up. Does he listen? Nope." Aoriya sighs in disgust. "...
...and lifted the painting up again. "Now, how exactly does this work again?" Jack grunted a little before answering, fighting with the frame. "It's something Time Lords do when they take someone to be their lifemate," he said. "It's called Linking." "I'm not a Time Lord," Ianto pointed out. "No," Jack agreed, biting his lower lip as he worked. "But you have a strong enough psychic mindscape that ...
... the crate. “Hey little dude.” The puppy paws at the grate. Frank carries the doginside and opens the cage. “My dogs are at...” Frank pauses. What should he call Gerard? Is Gerard his lifemate? His partner? His husband? Is he even thinking this over because he's been brainwashed by that moron? Ashlee raises her eyebrows in expectation. “Gerard's brother's. I thought we were going out of town.”...
... big a deal. I like kids of all ages... I just never wanted to do it without someone else there. And therein lies the only problem with that. I was still in high school and finding a date, let alone a lifemate with a child isn't the easiest thing to do... well, not if you still have any personal ambition left. I had plenty of that! I see my "failure" as more not being able to stand on my own. Once...
... make a sound for a good while, only stares down at the scarf and lifts it carefully from its box, silent as she studies it and runs her fingers ever so gently over the pattern; over the name of her lifemate. "I love it," she breathes, this something she's much more certain about. "I love it," is repeated as she looks up and into his eyes. "Thank you." Still careful of her gift, she goes up on tip...
...pel, I can't, don't think I'm toying with you, I just- I'm not free to-" Still wrapped in the remnants of Dallianth's lust and ultimately experiencing the same possessive contentment as her lifemate, it's an obvious struggle for control, whether the initial move was entirely her choice or not. "I'm sorry," she whimpers. Another apology tumbles out only a breath after and she closes her eyes tight ...
