[m] It Will Only be You
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The presence of his mate, while a god send, was also a curse. While he didn’t particularly mind for other males to dance with something they couldn’t possess, he wasn’t so sure she would think the same of him dancing with beautiful ladies. If she had seen Orin, he could only imagine the wrath he’d see across her face at the sight. But yet again, the prospect of her being jealous excited him a bit, to the point of after leaving their tent he had headed straight to the dance floor. He had left her there to finish closing up shop, having already formulated a brilliant plan that he was sure would work. Well since when did a man ever plan to make his mate jealous and it ever work out in his favor? Was he dumb enough to think this plan had no chance for failure…. Indeed he was, and was he stupid enough to believe it….yes yes he was in fact. Being in a good mood seemed to expand his already confident self, the downfall as some would say of a great man. While he had his faults, he was a wolf who loved to look at the female form, rather he admired it, especially a good looking rear end, and long strong legs. It was no surprise that X’y was the perfect vision of his own wants, her legs seemed to go on for days, and that ass of hers should have been put up on a throne to be worshipped. Along with her supple chest adornments and her beautiful fur, it was surprising he’d find anyone to dance with other than her.

But dancing with someone else was exactly what the man was doing, purposefully picking out one of the traders who had been eyeing him at the fair. The faye was a lovely younger girl, who inhibited the same traits X’y did except was quite a bit smaller than she was. Her curly hair, and upturned tail, a dog trait. The beautiful visage of the female form was what he was using to drive X’y crazy. Arms held the woman close, not so close as to evoke whispers of fornication, but close enough to have the poor girl thinking more would happen later that evening. As you might imagine, Saluce was a cruel wolf at times, his blues looking around the dance floor from time to time, but otherwise being a gentleman and just waiting for the storm that was most likely on it’s way. His thoughts turned toward X’y and he couldn’t help his growing reaction toward what he desperately wanted to do to his mate.

Blue orbs spied her before she spied him, intentionally he lead his dancing partner around, so her back was facing X’y and his eyes could more easily look in her direction. A smile was slowly starting to curl across his lips. And then her eyes found him, and he met them with his own.

“You may want to leave now, if you cherish your life” he warned the woman as she looked up at him dumbfounded, but she stayed thinking no one would do such a thing here.


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