The Island

Natasha breathed steadily, it felt amazing that she felt safe and loved when in his arms.

Easont breathed with his mouth slightly ajar, casting a light breeze across Natasha's hair.

Natasha moved a lot in her sleep, turning onto her side then to her back, finding a position she was comfortable in.

Easton stayed where he was, his arm around Natasha to keep her close was all he really needed.

Natasha hummed lightly, cuddling close to him, her head on his chest, she finally was comfortable.

(Okay we're leaving now)

Easton smiled in his sleep as he kept his arm around Natasha.

(Okay, talk to you later! )
Natasha smiled, yawning a little.

(Back)
Easton was fast asleep, completely relaxed.

Natasha had never been a content sleeper. She would always toss and turn, not staying in the same position for long.

Easton always went into a deep sleep, since only sudden events could hurt him, lightning for one, or some kind of weapon, but most anything else he'd just change to fight against it, and now that Natasha was with him he would adapt to protect her to.

Natasha moved around a lot before she settled into a deep sleep, curled up to his side.

Easton smiled under Natasha happy to be with her.

Natasha breathed through her nose, turning back to her natural colouring.

Easton smirked, he had seen her that way long before, he hadn't minded even then, he couldn't understand why she wanted to be human around him though.

Natasha had always hidden who she was, since she was always told she was a freak and no where near normal, she chose to hide herself as a human in an attempt to fit it.

Easton was far from human, even though he didn't show it.

Though Natasha's race never wore clothes, their skin was a thick cover-up type. They would often walk around 'naked'.

Easton's race hid quite effectively, often their genetics enhanced the indigenous races of the planet, creating geniuses or incredible sports-people. though every time they gave a small bit of their genetics it became harder for them to hold false forms.

Natasha's race often inhabited area's with vast rainforests, full of fresh vegetation, near open water. Her race were natural born swimmers.

Easton's adapted to any environment, even space, until they had run out of transformative genetics, which was transferred whenever they finished.

Natasha stirred as she woke, blinking tiredly a few times, before stretching, turning back to human.

Easton more or less shuddered awake when Natasha stretched, "Hey beautiful." He said with a smile, his tail flicked happily, "How'd you sleep?" He asked.

Natasha smiled tiredly. "Great, thanks to being in your arms." She said softly. "How'd you sleep?" She asked softly.

"Wonderfully, thanks to the fact you were with me." Easton said with a smile his tail laid next to his leg, the tuft flicking happily.

Natasha giggled lightly, moving her brown hair from her eyes. "I love you." She smiled, her eyes on his.