01-22-2012, 06:34 PM
Blue orbs watched as his grin stayed plainly written across his face. His hands had left the small fae sometime ago while she still latched on with her hopeless claim. He could have easily through her off him, but again this wasn’t his moment to do so. No he wanted his mate to show her assertiveness, he wanted to see her proclaim herself the dominant female, and he wasn’t disappointed. Her forceful tug, caused the fae’s claws to rip through some of his side but it was a small price to pay. There was an instant reaction to her act as his eyes latched onto her. Long ago they had claimed each other, taking ownership of the other, mind body and soul, something the younger female mutt didn’t quite understand.
He was rewarded when her form matched his, her scent finally filling his nostrils and eliciting a low growl in response and reward for her assertiveness. Hands wound themselves around her much more intimately than before, firmly planting themselves on her well-formed rear. There was no subtle slip of a hand, or polite asking to do so, just him taking what was his as she seemed to do the same. He would have been content with their matched bodies if she still didn’t feel the need to show her dominance still. The lithe body in comparison to his moved on it’s own accord even when he thought he’d had a good grip on her, but he found this new position all the more appeal.
That tail brought an automatic response, a powerful engorging of something he hadn’t used in far far long enough when in terms of his relationship with this powerful warrior in front of him. His paws ran along her sides, stopping playfully at her thighs, long hands wrapping toward the inside of them, after all he was showing his own ownership of the woman he had claimed so long ago. Tail was held high, hackles rose, as his muzzle lowered to nip her neck possessively. Any of the poor males who had had the pleasure of dancing with his mate where all put on notice then, this was his mate and her treasures where his alone.
He was rewarded when her form matched his, her scent finally filling his nostrils and eliciting a low growl in response and reward for her assertiveness. Hands wound themselves around her much more intimately than before, firmly planting themselves on her well-formed rear. There was no subtle slip of a hand, or polite asking to do so, just him taking what was his as she seemed to do the same. He would have been content with their matched bodies if she still didn’t feel the need to show her dominance still. The lithe body in comparison to his moved on it’s own accord even when he thought he’d had a good grip on her, but he found this new position all the more appeal.
That tail brought an automatic response, a powerful engorging of something he hadn’t used in far far long enough when in terms of his relationship with this powerful warrior in front of him. His paws ran along her sides, stopping playfully at her thighs, long hands wrapping toward the inside of them, after all he was showing his own ownership of the woman he had claimed so long ago. Tail was held high, hackles rose, as his muzzle lowered to nip her neck possessively. Any of the poor males who had had the pleasure of dancing with his mate where all put on notice then, this was his mate and her treasures where his alone.