mysterious ways
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Hi.. you know me,
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Firefly Sadira
Female, wolf, shifter
August 22 2007
Contact
email: iskata.sadira@yahoo.com
aim: Daites Sion



Firefly slowly and lazily made her way towards the middle of the woodlands. Her mother had asked a favor of her and she'd promised that she'd follow through and keep a close watch on this murderous cousin who seemed to be innocent of his actions, atleast he had been. Her tail swishing back and forth as she strolled along though the sunlit forest she gazed about as she found herself on the edge of the packlands.

Raising her sparkling emerald eyes she stared up at the sunlight that streamed down through the leaves. Smiling she basked in the warmth as she hummed to herself while waiting to see if this world even cared that someone was perched on the edge of the borders. She rubbed a finger along one of the celtic knotwork cuffs that ringed around her upperarms. Holding back her hair was another fine work of the irish as well. The bronze highlighted wolfess found it amusing that the wolves had regained the lands that had been stolen from them so long ago, of course, she'd loved the place for all it's mystery as well.

Leaning against an old oak she followed the flitting pattern of a bird moving through the trees. She had been intrigued by one of the things her mother had mentioned to her and she'd decided not to even speak of her relation to the Sadira clan since the relatives that lived in this new pack she was about to belong to seemed to view their namesake like a smudge of dirt. Shaking out her red bronze hair she smirked and closed her eyes as the sounds of the forest surounded her, thinking to herself she was thankful of one thing, atleast her life would be interesting with all this drama her mother had thrown her into.
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He moved his body as elegant and quick as it allowed him to, but that was dreadfully clumsy and slow. He looked terrible, bandages covering his chest and a bit on his arms, and etcetera. There were also lesser cuts and blue marks on his body. In other words, it was kind of obvious someone had used him as a punch bag and worse. The unfortunate happenings did not scare him off wandering about alone. The coyote was out there still, and this was far from over. He could not wait to start gather information about the deadly creature that had come at him in the church.

He found his way to the stranger’s oddly familiar scent and blue eyes with a few speckles of red and yellow met emerald ones. She was lovely to rest one’s eyes on. Greetings, little stranger. She was without a pack and she was waiting at the borders, so he had an idea of what kind of trespasser he had before him, and it was of that kind that would be most fortunate for his pack. Yes, now it was his. He moved a couple of feet closer and let his eyes inspect the female. He wondered if he should know who this female was.

Haku Soul, Dahlia de Mai pack. So, what’s up?

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She'd been lost in the bask of the sunlight and wouldn't have caught the sound of the male approaching if it hadn't been for the clumsy footfall. Tilting her head back she gazed at the male as his voice filled the air around her. Raising a brow she smirked and spoke softly, Could ask the same bout you handsome... an irish lilt accented her words as her eyes fell on the bruised and beaten form before her. Wrapping her arms around her waist she twisted her form around to catch a better sight of the male. Drawing in her breath with a slight hiss she closed her eyes as she whistled, catching the full extent to the damage.

Chuckling slightly she smiiled and ran her eyes down his form, admiring the work that had been done to Haku. Cocking her head to the side she pushed off the tree she'd been leaning against with her shoulder and moved a step towards her cousin. Firefly. The name was dropped with a soft breath as she jutted her hip out to one side and raised her eyes to meet those baby blues. I could ask the same about you boy.. She murmured. Knowing the male obviously was the one her mother had spoken about she smiled and tossed her hair out of her eyes as she flashed that dazzling smile once more. Hear there were some lonely packs looking for a.. mate or two.. She lingered on the word mate, she knew he was related, but he didn't. It was worth it, getting a little practice on working her feminine charm. She was getting a little rusty since she'd left Ireland.
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She gazed at him innocently and tilted her head slightly. Haku tilted his head fittingly along with her. He stared lazily as she ventured a few steps closer and spoke to him. Firefly what. Surely she had some sort of surname, but if she did not bother to present herself with full name then so be it, was not his problem. She mumbled something directed at him, but his ears flickered lazily, deciding to take in the brilliant song of a bird a few trees behind him. If it was something that mattered then she would simply have to learn to speak louder. She seemed dazzling in her pose and gave him for some odd reason such a twinkling smile. Then she spoke some more, and left the scene to him.

He clicked his jaws together a few times, tilting his head to the other side, simply staring at her. He liked her light accent of Ireland. She had been places he had not. The male was not an adventurer so to speak, but the thought was extraordinary tempting because he knew he would be stuck here for quite a while. He had been granted the leader title and been somewhat confused. Although their relationship was not warm, Cer and Haku would make a wonderful leader team in the future. They were quite opposite of each other. Cercelee would point, and Haku would fetch, hurt, murder, rape, whatever she wanted, plus a dash of more drama.

He was ignorant to the female’s subtle hints, as he usually preferred heavier actions that revealed an other being’s plot. He was not brilliant with small details unless looking for them. We are quite lonely, aye. A lonely shrug left his lips. He raised his eyebrow slightly, eying the female up and down. Are you lonely, perhaps, little Firefly? The smirk stayed and his eyes twinkled.

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Her slight little smile seemed to explode with the words that he uttered. A lilting bit of laughter filled the space between them, a small little melody as the young woman eyed the cousin before her as the laughter began to die off. Letting out a wistful sigh as she devoured the space between them, Lonely, perhaps, are you lonely? she rested a hand on his chest as she gazed up at his slyly. So the pack's a bit lonely.. is Haku too?" She let her nails run through his fur as her lowered gaze rested on his bandaged chest, one claw snagging at the wrappings as she hissed softly and smiled up at him.

She drew out her words as she caught his brilliant eyes. Soo... who gave you the lickin' she asked, the smile playing on her lips as she shifted slightly, letting her tail graze across his leg as she turned her face away to gaze off at a robin flitting from branch to branch on a bush nearby. Turning back to him she tilted her head to the side, her hair hiding her eyes as she watched him and waited. She liked games, she wondered if he did too, though she knew that sooner or later the game would get dangerous.. but she liked dangerous almost as much as the teasing and taunting she did with the boys.
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Sorry for the wait, RL is being a bit bitchy. I'll try to get to our other thread as well.


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No visible reaction was given as she closed up on him and placed a hand softly on his chest. He lowered his gaze to the resting hand and let it creep along the arm and biceps and reach her face. Ears flickered at her words. Haku did not know how to determine the feeling of loneliness. He never was alone though, and the wolves around him was seen as generally simple puppets that could be directed and controlled as he pleased, though some were harder to handle than others. It was the thoughts he was having, though he had not started his work yet. Haku took things in his own pace.

Oh, so inviting. A slight fragment in her scent could be connected to the Sadira blood, but Haku did not pay enough attention to take any special notice of that fact. Hands rose up and were placed lightly a few inches above her delicate hips on each side. He mused down at her but his little smirk did not widen. If she was an applicant to their little Dahlia family, she would become involved in this no matter if she wanted to or not. However, she could choose to be passive or active. A demon. Haku had briefly become the hunted for a little while, but he would reclaim his title as the hunter soon enough though.

Do you like to hunt, Firefly? Now a somewhat cruel smile appeared, and his blue orbs were connected to hers. Haku enjoyed games as well.

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Her tongue flickered out to touch her lips as his gave travelled from where her hand was resting to her face, her gave hooded as she watched him watching her. The smiled playing across her mouth as she thought of all the games she could play in this new world. The games of the fae like wolves who'd taken Ireland and Scottland back were sensual and thrilling, yet also were a show of brains and skill, before she'd departed with Magdalena back to these lands she'd become quite adapt.

Watching the change in Haku's eyes revealed small things about him, but when his hands came to rest along her waist she lowered her emerald eyes a second as the two simple words left his maw. Raising her eyes back up to meet his once more she smiled, A demon?.. really? he had caught her attention now, well if he hadn't had it already he would have. She tilted her head as she thought about his words, her mother had informed her of the things that had been going on a few days ago but of course Firefly had been lazy in getting to Dahlia de Mai;s lands. She'd spent the last season exploring and it wasn't out of her blood yet.

Small chills ran up her spine as the warmth of his touch began to expand over her skin, but the smile that spread across his face was more troublesome to her than the adventuring hands. Flicking her ears back she smiled back at him, her soft voice filling the air around them as she answered I love to.. were the words from her maw as she ran her tongue ran across her fangs, inticipating the thrill of it all, though a small part of her was wondering who would be hunting and who would be the hunted.
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Meh, Ill try to speed this uuup, im the slow one, i knowww Q_Q

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He nodded slowly in at her, but the grin and a humorous twinkle in his eyes were present. He had been beaten up, but this was no defeat whatsoever. He may had lost that particularly battle, but the war was far from over. She pleased him. Though he was not doing what he was supposed to do. She could be a promising participant for the future hunt he planned secretly, if she had the nerves. That was what everyone lacked, nerves to make a change. He leaned a bit closer to her, baby blue turning more intense, as an x-ray scanning through the girl. What else can you offer us?
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The closer he leaned in the faster her heart began to beat, his intense eves seemed to bore right into her emerald ones as his words droned on in the background. Blinking slowly as she took in a sharp intake of breath, intoxified by the piercing gaze of the male before her and the warth radiating from the hands on her waist. Smirking she gave him another teasing reply, "I can offer you anything you want..." her voice was husky as she leaned herself closer to him, her chest brushing against his as she tilted her head up to catch his eye.

"Now.. the pack, the things I can offer are totally different.." she ran both her hands down his chest to rest on his abdomen as she continued, a slight sigh to her voice at the serious change in the game. "..but if you have to know..." she paused a moment as she smiled up at him once more, listing off those skills she'd learned, leaving him to interpret them as he pleased. "I'm an excellent hunter, fisher and stalker, I can scout and know how to handle myself as well as tie an array of knots.. you learn those things.. you know.. on the sea." she sat there as the rare moment of silence seemed to ease on before she teased the man before her. "Any more questions on what I can.. and have offered.." her eyes twinkled as those before her seemed to try and search out her inner soul, having escaped from the world she'd just reentered there was no taint of the lives the wolves here lived, just the free spirited world of the adventurer, the pirate's life on the sea, with al lthe booty she could want or wish for.. but now she was leaving that life behind, atleast she'd still have her games the celtic wolves had taught her..
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Haku’s heart beat steadily, along with regulated breaths. There was always a certain calm within him, no matter how violent the storm proved to be. He was pleased with what he saw on the outside, but she was a mystery for him, and he found out he wanted it to be that way. Much more room for interesting mind games to play and explore. Her hands slid down, and even at the gentle touch, the wound burned under the bandages. He did not react though, as pain was a beautiful thing he had learned to appreciate just as much as anything. He had loved the first five words she now had spoken. He wondered if she would stand by her words when that moment arrived.

Her proper answer was good enough. He did not have any more questions about this matter. You’re in. His eyes did not falter, and dug deeper into her beautiful pools. He lowered his face slightly, letting his nose barely touch hers, as if by an odd coincidence from someone that merely had bowed his head a little. It was not, however. His grin has slightly disappeared as she had spoken about her skills, true or not, but now it slowly crept back upon his handsome face at the same time as he let his hands glide down to her hips and place themselves a bit further behind, on her behind.

Her fur was soft and warm against his hands, and he pulled her gently against him, drawing her scent into his nostrils, that wonderful scent of female, a beautiful and young female ready to be corrupted. The thought was lovely, and he foresaw plots together with her, if she was able to fulfill his expectations. There was a dreadful large chance that she would not, but Haku was a forever positive creature, and could work with gruesome plots together with the demon endlessly. He was corrupted and he knew it so very well. Guild was something he did not know of. Only sweet pain and misery. Yet, he did not see himself as a monster.

Now, how would this end? He knew Cercelee would dislike this strongly if she had known, but the Alphess was not here, now was she? Now, he had a question after all. Anything I want, hmm? Gentle and teasing voice, but he knew what she was pulling forth in him, and so if she could not handle it, the time to stop was now. Cercelee and her idiotic morals and rules were slowly drifting into the mist, and this female was so open and inviting. Could he be blamed for her little mind games? He thought not, if she wanted to play a game, she could not quit before the game had ended, and he would be the one writing the rules.

His breath picked up barely, though his inner excitement was not visible anywhere but in the small flame that was slowly rising within his eyes.

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OOC: Crap, I didn't see you replied to this! Sorry! And yes, continue we shall. WC 572

The two small words he said made a small smile simmer on her lips as she gazed up at him a flicker of amusement lingered in her eyes as she listened to her heart beating a quick steady pattern. She had walked into this with her eyes wide open and she felt comfortable within the arms of the male. The danger of the game was the excitement that would keep her coming back, the darkness that lingered just beyond his calm exterior and the flashes of something more deep within those baby blue orbs. She belong to him now, in more ways that one, but it was obvious the game was only beginning as she felt his hands slide down her frame.

When his hands found the curve of her rump she felt the shivers race up her spine as he lowered his head down to hers, their noses barely touching for meer moments as she stared into the orbs that ever seemed to reflect the briliant blue of the summer sky. The emerald eyed fae lowered her gaze for a moment as she leaned into his body,helped along by Haku. Resting her nose in the crock of his throat, her tongue darting out to taste the flesh that belonged to the warm musky scent of the chocolat prince before her. She closed her eyes for a moment as a hint of thrilling excitement rolled across her flesh when he spoke up, the game they'd begun was about to be thrown into overdrive, any the only thing it would take was one little word.

She opened her eyes up and breathlessly whispered the word, the key to unlock the next level of the playing field. "Anything... Her body pressed firmly against his the young woman's arms moved beneith his as she set her hands on his hipbones, lightly at first but as she titled her head back to fall into those orbs again she dug her nails into the finely cut muscles under her hands as she firmly answered again, "Anything." Catching that tiny spark in his eyes she smiled slyly as she moved her body against his, the heat and friction between them like setting fire to a parched field. One spark and the world went up in flames, just the way she wanted it.

She could only imagine what the future held and in some small part she knew she didn't really want to know, but she was here and she'd accepted this task, she might as well enough it. She knew what they were, it wasn't almost like family, it was family and that twist made it even more interesting. How far would this go, how much would they take and give.. how much would be enjoyed and what they would savor. If she didn't watch herself she knew she'd be caught in the middle of something she couldn't escape but she didn't care. In the end it was all worth it, the excitement, the thrill, the lust and seduction.. every moment of pain and horror would be worth it in the end.. she wasn't what her mother thought she was, only DaVinci had known her dark and light side and without him here to reign in on the flood she was lost to the chaos within and she would savor every moment. She ran her tongue across her teeth slowly as she waited upon his next move.
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She had not objected as he had pulled her closer, and the spot where her tongue flickered across was set on fire. Her breaths brought words with her. Anything. Very well then. He felt her talons slightly dig into his hips, where her hands now had placed them. A low growl began to vibrate in his throat, and they both knew the game had started for real. He hoped for her sake that she knew what she was getting herself involved into. She was fresh meat, she did not know of the rotting flesh of the coyote and her child, nor any of his other doings. The fact that she was an imposter was at the moment far from his mind, but that insight would surely be received in the future, and it would turn the relationship even more interesting.

In a sudden and almost harsh move, he lifted her off the ground. His body protested weakly, as he was nowhere closed to healed, but his mentality outmatched the body and forced it to go on. His arms had brought her up in the air like a bird, and now slowly was lowering her again, but he took a few steps and let her back collide into the very tree she had leaned to earlier when he first had entered the scene., rough, but it had not been hard enough for her to get hurt. He lowered his snout and let his jaws part. His fangs found the side of her throat close to the blood vein, and he let his teeth rake across the sensitive skin ever so lightly, making sure it did not draw blood.

His left hand took a firmer grip on her rump, and his right one caught hold a bit lower on the upper part of her leg, right above her knee. She had left the ground, and in quite a few ways, so had he. He let a warm breath tickle her fur. It was soon too late for protests now. She was like fire to touch, but they were made out of the same burning material. His tongue flickered out and tasted her sweet skin. Lovely.

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As quick as the game had begun it was beginning to shift to a whole other level as she heard the low growl in his throat where she'd just flicked her young across the hollow. A slight whimper rose from her throat as she felt a thrilling shiver racing up and down her spine as every touch from his body brought small little waves of pleasureable shock. She chewed on her lip slightly as the warmth between their bodies grew stronger, the scent of their flesh giving off an intoxicating arroma as she inhaled sharply, a groan escaping her maw before she could stop herself.

The sudden lift and thrust against the rough bark of the tree made her head whiplash back as she felt the metalic taste of blood in her mouth, her own. Parting her lips slightly as she gasped when his fangs caught at her flesh, making her skin creep and crawl. The sensations that pulsed from the danger of his touch made her arch her back as she wrapped her arms around his body, her claws digging into his shoulders. She growled as his touch along her thigh left waves of pleasure vibrate toward her central core. IT was not unlike the motion of the ocean she'd grown so used to on the rolling sea, but this ocean held the most perfect storm, something mother nature couldn't perfect without the lust and driving force of the competition between the two.

She opened her eyes slightly as she drew in one ragged breath after another, her intense emerald eyes sparkling at the excitement and danger of their starcrossed paths, walking into this with a clear head and sharp mind she hadn't expected this sort of rise from the twisted soul before her, but she'd enjoy it just the same. Arching one leg across his hip she drew herself closer to the male as she felt his rise brushing against her own flesh.

The flickering of his tongue against her skin was too much to bear on the already growing tension between them as she brought her head forward, her preditorial gaze stalking the flesh of the male before her. Her instinct told her this was her prey, to command and conquer, but she knew the war between their flesh was more than that. One would give and one would take, switching it up as the waves crested until the climax of the game was reached. Of course in the end they'd both believe they'd won and the smug look of reaching one's goal would shine from the both of them.. but that was the future, now was the pleasure of the hunt.

She hissed softly as she pulled him down closer to her, the bite of the tree digging into her back just egged her on more as with one hand she thrush his head back away from her flesh, her eyes flashing as she snarled wickedly. Her voice said one thing but her eyes craved more as she narrowed her eyes. Pulling him down to her, her hand cupped on the back of his neck as she drew him into her, a long lingering kiss that tasted of blood, a thrilling exotic change over the sweet innocent lovemaking of those who thought she would break with the slightest touch. She welcomed the fire that had sparked between them to blomsson into a roaring beast that would overtake them and from the ashes they'd be reborn again and again.
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The core of her throat vibrated against his muzzle as she growled, fitting his own sneer and made it die. Eyes burning with primal lust wandered upwards as she threw her arms around him and drew him closer, sharp nails piercing his skin. She wrapped himself around him, and he pressed her even harder against the tree, eager to melt together with her. He had wanted her since he saw her figure standing awaiting the indubitable. He was tight against him and he drowned in golden fur. He let his tongue swiftly flicker out between his teeth to taste her as he started nibbling her neck. He never got to do his thing, a hand pulled his head backwards away from her. Her snarl became more intense, and ceased his for a moment.

Sky blue sought out her emerald to put her in place with mental power, but he was split. She was like him. She was no prey like the filthy coyote bitch and the little white wolfess that suddenly had changed her mind. She was not a passive victim, they were on the same level. He bared his fangs at her, and let a violent hiss seep out between sharp teeth. She draw him into her, and he let his eyes shut, getting lost. She tasted of metal and herself, and he gave as much of himself as she did as they connected into a kiss.

Something inside him snapped, and his whole world was burning. His increasing frame of mind could no longer be questioned, as it all too obvious for both what was coming. He lifted her up a bit and let his hand vanish from her leg, which she had wrapped around his hip. With a quick motion he entered her, and was met with warmth and a mind numbing feeling of pleasure. A sharp breath escaped him at the sensation, and his heart finally picked up the pace together with his breath. His now free hand wanted to explore and caress her body, but was in the end placed on her back. He needed both hands to support them both, as his strength was far from what it used to be. It was good enough for him though, as he was past the point of no return.

They slammed together and his snarl competed with hers. He wanted more of her, more, more. Even though it was rough, it was also a new sensational feeling in the kiss and the consensual lust from the first moment that made them melt together so well. He did not want to hurt this one, not take her by force. It was not needed, and that was what made it so remarkable and even better. His hips adjusted to a fitting rhythm for them both and he pulled himself against her, scratching the back of his hand(the one placed on her back) against the tree. Closer, closer. She filled whole him with her seduction, her tongue tasted of lust and sin, the best taste there was.

He thrust into her again and again, his whole world trembling with the raging chaos she had brought along with her. The warmth of her inside, the warmth of her outside, the silky golden fur that was so wonderful to touch and simply be near. There was no one but her at the moment, and in his mind, there still was no one but her.

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WC: 1052, XD Sex should not be so poeticly worded..


What they did was instinct, the way they did it was what made the difference. The posessive snarls and growls of domination seemed to echo in her ears as she eased into the action so easily. She hadn't expected her games to take her this far but she had welcomed it willingly and the art at which they played had drawn the passion and maddening lust to something more. Fire lit her emerald orbs as she gasped for breath her heart racing and pounding out a rhythem she could only begin to try and comprehend as her savage needs took root.

Digging her nails into his flesh as his eyes flashed the signs the a dominate alpha as her's held steady back, the same want and desires burning in her eyes as the spark that drove him on as well. She would not back down, she wouldn't be cowed. She was not the victim nor would she be, she's started the game and this was her playing field, she'd take every inch and give back thricefold in pleasure and pain. She narrowed her eyes as her partner hissed sharply, their connection finally reaching an arch as fire blossomed and raged from the power of one kiss, but once wasn't enough as she brought her hands to his face, her fingers intertwined in his mane as she pulled him in, the taste of him was sweeter than honey and sharper than the winter frost.


A brightness lit her eyes as she opened her orbs and pulled away, her hands still intertwined in his mane, pulling his head back and baring his neck as she snarled again, dipping her head to grave her fangs across his throat as she barely nicked the flesh. The crimson life that trickled so brightly from his throat was electric on her tongue as she caressed the wound she'd inflected on the chocolate furred man she was driving carefully to the brink. One last growl lit from her maw as she slowly drew her tongue across the bite she'd left across his bared throat. She knew sooner or later he was going to snap and she was working it long, milking every flash of anger and lust from him.


So quickly the game had changed pace and had shifted into overdrive, her time ontop and in control was taken a backseat to the need that was driving Haku. breathing in sharply as she felt her position change drasticly with merely a heartbeat she felt the swift motion of their rough and tumbled game hit the brink and go over. The first thrust of his hips brought him inside her so quickly there was nothing she could do but let out a frustrated moan as he hit home, the slow stead rise she'd grown use to was raging out of control as the storm broke loose.


The lightning touch of his hand caressing her body was too much to bear with the rythmatic pace he was setting them to. His hand finally settling on her back she let out a whimper as she bit her lip again, trying to hold back the flood of sensation that was pulsing through her frame. Wrapping her legs around him tighter she could feel her whole body as it was driven to the edge and back, drawn taunt like a line about to snap she cried out softly as she felt him pin her against the tree once more, his rythmatic movement, the craving of more and more was reaching a point she'd never crossed before and she couldn't keep holding back as she felt her body began to resond to the savage lust that had overtaken their senses.


Her back arched as he shifted slightly the rouch thrusts becoming smooth as she was drawn close and thrust away, over and over as she felt his nails digging into her ass. Her hands caught up in his long strands she pulled him back down to her as she bit into his shoulder to stiffle the cries as she fought the spasms that seemed to flow down her core along his shaft. A gasping growl filled her throat for a brief moment as a long drawn out moan took it's place as again and again their lust and cardial sin drove them along, the bronze and gold female fighting all the way for power over her body that was slowly giving in to the pleasure of the flesh and danger of their deeds.


She'd come to this world with no thought in her mind of where she'd be and what she'd be doing, sent out on a mission filled with danger and excitement as she'd never truly known she'd found something more that the norm that her games had once before brought. A keener edge and a deadlier force coupled between the two, raging out of control and burning down their world in ways the fire that had erased their pasts had never done. The thundering moments of tender rage between them was far more than just a fleeting notion.


She opened her eyes, the scent of Haku filling the space around her as the passions seemed to take over, the soft plush chocolate pelt brushed against her cheek as she moaned, her body shuddering as she held close to the male, her eyes glazing over as she bit into his shoulder again, the blood welling up as she tasted the salt in his life as just as quickly she closed her eyes again. The climax of their game was almost drawing near as once more she was thrust into him, taking him rull to the hilt she moaned once more into that soft silky pelt. She hadn't agreed for this part of the game and she wasn't exactly sure what was happening, it all seemed to right.. but at the moment she just didn't care, he was here, she was here and nothing else in the world seemed to matter but the selfish circle of their universe. Somewhere along creation someone thought it a cruel joke to make them fit together perfectly, she realized this as her body seemed to melt into his, her only reaction was a lusty growl at his throat as the pace quickened to utter perfection, just where it belonged.
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So sorry for the wait, and the quality of this post. Lets just say I am not used having these kind of threads. I suppose I should get used to it though, ehe. [500+]


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He had given her time to escape, and she had refused to back off. She had agreed playing the game, and there was nothing she could do any longer that could stop him from consuming her. Or let himself be consumed by her. She was the first female that had been willing all the way. Even Milla, which had been the female that had carried his first and only litter, had failed. Beautiful. She was dead and gone anyway, given into the light mist and gone towards the light right after the children had been born. They were all in the past, and the warm body wrapped around him was here, now, so fucking good.

They were together in this. Her sharp nails created red marks wherever they went, and their tongues always found each other in the end, could not get enough of the sweet taste mixed with pink. It disappeared though, and a grunt escaped him as she thought she could do as she wanted. He was pulled back by talons buried into his mane. For some reason he bared his throat without any objections. Her teeth made contact with his tender skin and drew droplets. Beautiful. Pain wandered arm in arm with ecstasy, it was too much. Her tongue flickered over the same spot and his throat vibrated together with panting turning heavier for every time he planted himself into her.

Her little beautiful whimper was music lost in space, the private little world they both shared. Oh, he loved the fact that she was so willing. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and allowed him to go deeper, and the sensation of truly burying inside her made his world shake and fall into the ground. Her body ached against him, and his hand helped her along, leaving red streaks on her back. Beautiful. His little rag doll. He did not care about why she was here, why she was so willing and open to him. Everything and nothing mattered.

Utter perfection, Utter perfection. For every thrust he lost himself more and more, until he was gone. He slammed her against the tree, no longer bothering if she got crushed in the meantime. She bit down on him, and he let his tongue rasp across her lovely cheek a tiny moment before she was forgotten as the highest and final wave of the act sent him spinning around and around and made the world perish. Beautiful. It was all instinct by now, and he had gone from steady and somewhat slow, into a wild ride. He let a groan escape his throat, and he buried his muzzle into her perfumed fur. His hips thrust a few last times before his body went still, and he simply leaned against her.

He still held her, but he withdrew slightly the talons that had dug into her skin repeatedly. He sniffed into her fur and moved his muzzle up to her ear and bit it gently and tugged it slightly, letting a little laugh escape his lips. You’re lovely.

Beautiful.

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Sorry for the wait, was kidnapped by relatives that wanted to see de bebbie! And yes, you RP a sex addict rapist murderer... you should get use to the sex. 550 word


She had almost been surprised when the male had given into her wants and pleasures. She snarled with delight as her tongue ran over the nick she'd made across the fast beating pulse in his throat. The growl of ecstasy that kept escpaing her maw was causing her excitement to crest wave upon wave as she was beaten against the rough bark of the tree that he'd braced her upon. Her talons in his flesh didn't cede as she tightened along the length of his member, her crossed legs behind his back trembling as she tried to overcome the temptation to give in and ride the bliss out.


The panting and growls that came from the male seemed like little pleas in her ear as she continued her mysterious works on one of the same blood. Blood. The salty metalic taste of his own wasn't enough as her tongue left the hollow of his throat and returned to his own maw, she wanted to own him, to devour everything about him and yet she knew she'd crave more. She was giving as much as she was taking and somehow she knew this was right, the magic between the two was the only way they could win, to overcome one another and still lose in the end. Her fangs in his shoulder was the last straw as his tongue rasp across her cheek. She cried out, slightly muffled as she finally gave in and gave up, the intensity of this art too much for even the bronze and gold lady.


The darkness about him, the danger and mystery were not enough, but the power and crime of the things they did could combined with the rest be just what she craved. The fiery pain that laced down her back made that sweet little moan escape her lips once more as she felt his hips grind into her own. She had long since abandoned the art of tongues and mouths as she fell back against the rough bark of the tree, her neck and back arched as her shoulders dug into the surface of the tree. The cry that had been muffled in his shoulder as her arms had been tightened across his back once more had escaped as he sent her over the edge, his art already spent and her's having crested. The climax was more than she'd excepted, games played before had always ended with the same feeling, but never as strong as the power that their friction had caused.


The last few thrusts from the male seemed to come too soon as she whimpered in frustration as the waves that had overcome her were settling down, leaving her as limp as if she really were his ragdoll. She leaned forward as his muzzle found her throat and travelled along her neck to nibble slightly on her ear. She moaned softly as she wrapped her arms once more around his neck and settled her muzzle against his shoulder as she sighed, the laughter and small words that escaped his maw were met with a soft growl as she whispered. "You're beyond words.." she breathed with a soft bit of laughter. She wasn't sure exactly how this had happened but it wasn't something she was about to give up.



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