[M] Dark Souls

Helotes Lykoi · 01-04-2012, 05:39 PM

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Word Count :: 607 Warning to anyone stalking this thread, this is a VERY GRAPHICALLY SEXUAL POST! >;D

When the viper emitted a purr of her own, and his tongue traced the elegant line of her collar bone he was done for. The beast inside him that had been corralled to do his bidding in battle would also come out to play in the heat of other moments. He increased the pressure on her back, pressing her even more firmly upon his body when she presented her cream colored throat to him. He had her. Such a display of trust was just what he had been after and his tongue moved up to lick her throat in a gesture that said he would not take advantage of this trust in ways that would not be appropriate in such a situation. Then he felt her ginger legs move to straddle him, and she hissed erotic yet violent words at him. He kept his vision in line with hers, the red and umber intermingling into a carnal fire that burned in the air between them.

Reaching down then, large, clawed paws cupped the firm rounds of her rump to press her femininity down upon his now fully emerged masculinity. He did not enter her then, for he wanted to savor the rise of this moment before the plunge into the rhythmic motions of love making. Helotes hot and wanting mouth moved down to delve into the sugar mounds that were her breasts, his tongue searching for perking buds of flesh under fur. Finding them he could not help to let the taste of Halo’s milk spur him on. The idea that he was about to copulate with a fertile woman with pups somehow excited something deep inside him that mingled with the lust he felt. It was a different kind of desire, one that urged him to kill her two perfect demons so that it would force her into becoming receptive to his seed. But Helotes was no monster, and his reason, what little remained in this moment, pushed down such dark thoughts into the cage of the monster.

Pulled back lips revealed teeth then, in pure and unabated lustful power, he sunk the tips of his teeth into her shoulder to hold her in place as he slid his male appendage into the heat of her. A growl emanated from him, one of pleasure, as he pulled back and then pushed upwards for the first thrust. She was not as tight as his partner from the previous night, but this was to be expected, and it did not diminish the pleasure it gave him. Her innards felt like flames around him, where Zana’s had been chilled from her dip in the sea. How interesting that the rendezvous with the ice queen would be like stepping into the inferno, whereas the woman who had burned so long for him had been frigid.

Wanting better penetration then what he was receiving with Halo on top of him, Helotes made a quick move and pinned her underneath him, his large male body nearly enveloping her soft feminine curves. The wolf furs of her bed created a gray halo to frame her dark locks, how wonderfully macabre that they were to have relations on the pelts of the slain. His tongue never stopped, licking her chest and neck until her fur glistened with his saliva. A paw slid down then from her buttocks to her thigh to lift one leg to rest on his thrusting hips, his claws digging into her flesh in time with his pushing deeper inside her. The pressure began to build with every deep penetration, the growl in his throat began to turn into rhythmic panting.

Image courtesy of Brujo+; Table by the Mentors!

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