Another day filled with rain pouring from the skies. The woman wondered if the sun would ever shine again. Sometimes it felt like it rained so much that the mansion would be swept away in a flood, but so far no such thing had happened. Slender, dark form lay in the bed of the upstairs room, her emerald eyes looking dully out the window. She held a strand of her wavy hair in her hand, fingers combing through it and carefully taking out the tangles. Things had calmed down and she was finally beginning to feel content again. Cambria seemed to have made a full recovery now, thanks to the efforts of her brother and sister to cheer her. Though the fear of her ever coming across that vile powder again haunted the back of her mind.



Despite what her daughter doing better had done for her mood, she had yet to really sit down and patch things back up with Kansas. It needed to happen soon, no doubt the pups would start wondering why they hadn't seen their parents together. That wasn't the only reason. Despite how much the fact he had kept that information from her hurt, she knew that he had never meant it to hurt her or their daughter. There wasn't a malicious bone in Kansas' body. And she also knew that he loved her fully and completely, that her fears about Naniko and him were unfounded. She was willing to move past it all, she just hoped that he would give himself that chance as well.



Gaze turned from the window to search around the room. It was empty right now, save for her. The pups must be off playing somewhere. That was good, better that they play. Cambria had sulked around in the room so long that whenever she was out of it the mother took it as a good sign. A soft sigh was released from her lungs as she closed her eyes. Her mind reached out for his, as if she could somehow call him to her. A foolish idea, but one she tried nonetheless.

"How are you?"

*is cheating and replying to this first because she really, really wants to* 300+

She had been avoiding him as much as he had been avoiding her. It wasn't right. Every second she was away from all the familiar places they shared there was an ache inside her. She wasn't going to let this tear them apart. They had been through so much and none of her love for him was diminished. He had made a mistake. She had as well, when she had gone and fought Hybrid. He had forgiven her for that transgression. Now it was her turn to show him the same forgiveness. To show him that she still loved him and wanted him. Because she did. Savina couldn't even begin to imagine her life without him now. He made her whole and she needed to feel whole again.



Absorbed as she was in her thoughts she didn't hear the soft opening of the door. Vaguely she caught her beloved's scent, but attributed it only to the fact that she was thinking about him. For a moment she wondered if he was upset with her for her reaction. He would have a right to, with her doubting his fidelity. The Italian woman regretted that she had let her insecurities get the best of her in that moment. But as those fears threatened to overtake her, her name brought her out of her thoughts. Her name spoken by that very voice she wanted to hear. Emerald eyes opened instantly and she looked over at his kneeling form. "Kansas..." she breathed, his name sweet on her lips.



Without even thinking if he would be against the contact she reached out and rested a hand upon one of his crossed arms. As Savina looked at him a quiet sorrow filled her eyes. "I...I'm fine." What was that strange look in his gaze? Tears? That brought fear to her, for there were so many reasons he might feel the need to cry in this moment. "Kansas I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten so upset...I shouldn't have thought you had been unfaithful. I know you wouldn't do that to me." Her gaze darted away to look at the sheets for a moment, feeling the sting of unshed tears herself. "I don't want us to be distant anymore..."

He felt the strange tingling of his concealed tears fade. When she had finished speaking, he couldn't contain himself anymore. Kansas leaned closer to her and wrapped her torso in his long arms, resting his face against her cheek for a moment. "N-no, you shouldn't be sorry. You had a good reason... to be upset with me. I'm sorry." He pulled away, his hands resting on her shoulders as he looked into her eyes. "But... I would never hurt you like that. I w-wish you really believed me. I love you," he implored quietly. He waited a few seconds, his eyes downcast, before returning them to gaze at her. "Thank you..." He hoped that would make sense to her. He was thanking her for nothing else but for still wanting him.

The fact that he didn't recoil from her touch did much to calm her. She didn't think she could handle that. Savina didn't feel angry or really all that hurt anymore. Her love for him was much more powerful than any other emotions and so anything else faded away. It felt good to feel his warmth beneath her fingertips again. Softly her fingers rubbed the fur of his arm, her gaze temporarily wrapped up in the comforting folds of his creamy coat. But then as she looked back into his eyes she saw that that trace of tears had vanished and she thought she could detect the smallest hint of a smile on his handsome face.



As she felt his arms wrap around her and hold her close her heart soared. Her own slender limbs wrapped about his neck and she closed her eyes and she breathed in his scent deeply. It's all going to be okay. As he pulled away she looked deeply into those bright blue pools. One of her hands moved from his neck as her fingers lovingly brushed against his cheek. "I do believe you. I do." And she did. Savina knew that he would never do anything he thought would bring her harm. Never intentionally. "And I love you." She loved him more than she could ever express.



At first his thanks seemed odd to her, but within a moment she knew what he meant. A warm smile flowered on her face. Suddenly it seemed that all the weight that felt like it was crushing her was gone. She knew not all of it was truly gone, but much of it was, and it all was in this moment. Her head leaned up as she kissed him sweetly, her arms around his neck pulling him closer to her.

You may take this into whatever naughty direction you want now.

He could see the relief in her eyes, and he felt the warmth returning to his chest. The fist that had tightly gripped him loosened its hold. Now he really was free to have her, free to touch her again. Her arms around his neck told him that she trusted him, perhaps not fully; but enough. He knew they hadn't completely parted from the rough water, because there was still the matter of his endangering their children. They'd have to talk about that, too. But the rift he'd created between them was gone. He was sure they'd be able to make it now, and the relief was almost overwhelming.

As always, when she whispered the most important words he had ever heard, when she told him she still loved him, he felt the familiar swooping sensation in his stomach. It was wonderful. He let her pull him into a kiss, his hand resting in the dip between her neck and shoulder. He'd missed the taste of her lips. Kansas kissed her for a long moment, then pulled away and lifted himself to his feet. He moved onto the bed, held himself above her so he could look into her eyes for a few moments. Then he lay beside her, grinning, the fingers of one of his hands trickling up and down her arm. "I'm so happy." He leaned toward her and kissed her jaw, her cheek, and finally her lips.

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There were still problems to be sorted out. Issues that needed to be discussed, but right now she didn't care. None of that seemed to matter. All that mattered was that they still loved each other and weren't going to let all this tear them apart. Savina couldn't live without him. She knew that her beloved never thought of himself as a strong wolf, but he had a strength that he didn't know, and he gave that strength to her. When all this had happened and they had been so distant she had felt so lost, so weak. But now that their relationship was mending she could feel that energy return to her. It was like life had been breathed back into her.



Their kiss was sweet, sweeter than any candy could be. There had been such a drought of physical affection between them that now she found herself so thirsty for the contact. A soft whine of protest left her as he pulled away, even if it was so he could join her on the bed. As he laid down beside her she turned on her side to face him. His fingers sent happy tingles up and down her back. "I'm so happy too." Her eyes closed as he kissed her and she moved closer to him immediately as if there were a magnetic force drawing them together. One of her legs moved to lay over his and entwined itself in his legs. A heat surged through her body and her kiss became more needy. She needed him in more way than one.

The light in her eyes returned, illumating the flawless emerald shade past the point of beauty. When he had settled beside her, she turned to face him with the most satisfying expression; she needed more from him. His desire from just a minute before returned in its entirety. Kansas emitted a shaky sigh after she had kissed him, when her slender leg draped among his. He took her waist in his hands and pulled her right against him, rubbing against her with steady, swaying motions. He massaged her hipbones for a moment, leaning into her and whispering to her ear huskily. "Do you... want this?" He continued to move against her even after he had spoken. Honestly, he didn't doubt her desire for him even now, but he needed her to know he could wait if that was what she wanted.

As much pain as it had caused her, she too was happy to know that once again they had made it past their problems. They had hit a bump in the road more than once, but it had never lasted more than a few days. Within a few days her love for him overcame whatever else she felt and she wanted to make things better. Savina knew that she never wanted to be with anyone else. She loved Kansas fully and completely. He was all that she wanted and all that she needed. With him by her side, she would be able to overcome whatever hardships life threw their way. Their bond was special. Some relationships, for whatever reason, lacked the staying power to make it last. For them, that wasn't true.



It had been a long time since they had made love. After she had found out she was pregnant they had stopped and there hadn't been any since then. They really hadn't had any moments to themselves after the children had been born. But now that they were alone she wanted him, just as she always did. She wanted to feel it again, she wanted to be so completely one with him again. He responded to her advances at once and the feel of their bodies rubbing together sent shock waves down her spine. "I need this..." she whispered back to him in a sultry tone. She ran her fingers down his back, loving the feel of him beneath her touch. Feeling the way his muscles moved beneath the skin.

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Kansas didn't have the personality-type of the unfaithful, no matter who he may have ended up with. But what told him that his relationship with Savina was special was the fact that he never thought of anyone else in a sexual way. His thoughts didn't stray. She was the most beautiful, fun woman he'd ever met, and that she was his still shocked him at times. He'd never expected to end up with someone half as good as she was. He never wanted to be this close to anyone but her. The thought of it made him sick. She was all he needed, all he desired. So of course, to feel so completely satisfied set their relationship apart from so many others. At least for him. He wondered if it was too much to believe she felt the same way.

He felt her body's response to his pelvis moving against hers like a wave of electricity. He was suddenly ravenous for her; her words were spoken in a tone that drove him crazy. Kansas arched his back, sighing out a reply.
"I do too." He trailed kisses from her jawline down her neck, nibbling the tender skin there. His lips touched the base of her throat, moving down between her breasts. His teeth grazed her ribs, her belly, anywhere he could taste her. Pale blue eyes flickered to her face, his expression a half smile, eager to see her reaction. He wanted to make this perfect for her. He could tell her he loved her in many different ways, but right now he needed to show her physically.

Savina had never been a lustful creature. Sexual thoughts had practically never entered her head. That was, until, she had met him. When they were together, Kansas brought out a different side of her. It was a side that he alone got to see and it always would be that way. Where she had never craved anything from anyone, she craved him. She desired his touch, his kisses, the feel of his body against her's. Savina loved what he did to her, how he drove her wild. Their relationship was founded on love and trust, but passion was another crucial ingredient and they did not lack that either. The way she yearned for him was like a fire in her veins and that fire was raging in full force right now.



Her heart rate increased at his words. I do too. Gods she needed this. They needed this. It had been so long, far too long. As his kisses began to trail down from her lips the ache inside of her grew. She opened her body up to him, allowing it to be his playground. It was a show of the highest trust. Savina knew that he would not harm her, body or heart. She was his completely and no one else's. Her breathing picked up as his mouth kept moving lower and lower. His teeth nibbling on her skin made her sigh. As he looked back up at her she grinned back down at him, her eyes hazy with arousal. A hand moved to his head, her fingers twining themselves in his hair. She wasn't sure what he had in mind, but she knew that she would enjoy it.

Now assured that she liked where this was going, he decided to continue with the surprise he had in mind. Something special, just for her. Kansas grinned through closed teeth, moving his tender, fluttering kisses still lower, down past her waist. His lips hovered between her legs for a moment as he looked up at her with a sultry expression. He felt the warmth from her body, her intoxicating scent, and he leaned into her. His tongue flickered across her flesh, tasting her. He kissed her there once and then his tongue resumed its quick movements on the moist skin. He was not surprised by how good she tasted.

This would be a good release for the both of them. So much had happened and so much strain had been put on them. Something like this was just what they needed, to help relieve the stress and restrengthen their bond. Plus, she just simply needed him and in the most primal way. His growl sent shivers up her spine and she sighed deeply, her head rolling back. Submitting to him so thoroughly and completely excited her and not knowing what would come next only heightened that feeling. Savina couldn't wait to feel each sensation, each thrill. He was her Adonis and she could not get enough of him.



His kisses trailed down past her hips and the anticipation mounted inside of her. Now she believed she knew where this was going and her heart beat rapidly inside her chest. As his face lingered there, so close and yet so far, she looked at him with a small fire in her eyes. The mere look on his face was enough to drive her wild and her body quivered, waiting impatiently for that contact. And then it came and a shock wave reverberated inside of her. Her back arched and she gasped, fingers grabbing the blankets tightly. It was like nothing she had ever felt. "Oooooh Kansas..." she moaned. Pleasure burned through her at every stroke of his tongue, her body squirming under the intensity of it but loving every second. The thought of using kisses and licks down there, on either of them, had never occurred to her, though now she couldn't say why. Savina found herself immediately wanting to reciprocate the action, wanting him to know how amazing it felt. She was arrested by him though, unable to do anything but give in to him.

Kansas felt the pressure building in his lower body, that familiar and amazing sensation. He loved pleasuring her, but he almost couldn't stand it anymore. The boy pulled himself along her body until his face was close to hers, and he kissed her cheek gently.

Short is fine

Her head rolled back as he continued, soft moans and whines escaping from her throat. Every touch of his tongue made her grow hotter than she had been seconds before. Her heart pounded in her chest, unable to contain its excitement. Savina didn't worry if it was right or wrong for her to submit so fully to him or for him to enjoy it. What did it really matter? This was only between the two of them, and for once she liked not being in charge. She enjoyed playing the submissive role, it was exciting not knowing what would happen next. Each touch, each movement was a surprise and it was exhilarating. His question elicited another low moan. "Oh gods yes," she said, her body writhing. Only he could do this to her, make her feel this way. That was something she was certain of, it was a fact. She had only ever been his' and she wanted it no other way.



Her breathing was heavy as he moved his body back up along her own. Sable hands ran over his light sides and back, fingers tracing lines in his muscled form. That gentle kiss on her cheek made her smile. Even now, in the throes of passion, he was so gentle with her. Tongue the color of the seashell resting on her chest moved along his jawline, nose taking in his intoxicating scent. The girl's legs moved against his and then wrapped themselves around his hips. Her loins throbbed for him, aching to feel him inside of her again. She brushed her womanhood against him and a shiver ran through her. Pearly teeth bit lightly at his ear. Oh, how she wanted him. He was the only drug she would ever need.

He sighed heavily when her kisses trickled along his jaw, exhaling only when her face had moved away from his. His eyes found hers, wondering what it was she was going to do. Her slender legs lifted and encircled his hips, pulling them closer together. He trembled, nibbling her neck, breathing the delicious, floral scent of her hair. But his head tilted back with her rubbing along his hardness, and he pushed a little roughly against her. He couldn't take it anymore. Kansas' hands found her sharp hips and held her, his claws digging into her fur. She was warm and damp from what he'd been doing to her prior. In a second, he was inside her, but despite the ease of it he groaned hoarsely, feeling her close tightly around him. "You feel a-amazing, baby," he murmured. He held fast to her hips, his hands and her legs around him holding her in place as he began to thrust, moving slowly at first, then steadily faster. His breath was ragged with pleasure.

lol! no worries! I think as long as we avoid the vulgar words it's good XD I actually wouldn't mind continuing if you wouldn't. Whatever you're comfortable with If not we could do a fade out and back in afterwords? 300+

She loved him so fully and completely, there was no room for anyone else. How could she possibly want anything else? It was a thought that never crossed her mind. She wanted to be with him and only him until she drew her last breath on this earth. Her fingertips took in the heat from his body and it added to the fire inside of herself. As their faces parted and they were able to look into one another's eyes again she smiled up at him. One hand moved from his torso to his face, her fingers playing with the fur of his cheek. Her thumb ran over the scar on his lip and she leaned up to kiss it. It had been a foolish fight, but she had been in her own as well. The only difference was her scars hid beneath the surface.



As he nibbled her neck she laid her head to the side, giving him better access as her eyes closed. Ebony fingers now entwined themselves in his chocolate mane while her other hand still clutched his back. He responded to her contact and as he pressed against her she took a sharp intake of breath. He grabbed her hips and she grinned seductively up at him, the way he was handling her making her feel so alive. Her body was ready for him and the union came easily. Savina's head rolled back and she grabbed tightly onto one of his arms. She groaned as he did, the pleasure overloading her mind. "So do you, my knight," she said breathlessly. When he began to move inside her she exhaled and her head rolled back. It felt so good and so right. Once he got into a steady rhythm she moved her hips against him, giving him deeper access. She held onto him tightly as each movement brought a wave of pleasure.

He liked the feel of her slender fingers gripping his dark hair, the electricity of her skin on his still surprising to him. The way he touched Savina was always tender; perhaps a little ragged because of the driving desire he felt for her, but he was forever gentle. He didn't want her to feel like he was taking advantage of her love for him. And a thing as pretty as she was deserved to be touched only sweetly. He loved the sound of her soft, breathless voice as she called him her "knight;" he couldn't think of a more perfect thing for her to say. She always had the right responses, somehow. Kansas felt the rhythm of her hips against his, and he slowed down a moment, one hand moving to touch her breast and the other tangling in the tendrils of her hair. He emitted soft groans here and there; it felt better and better as the minutes passed. He wanted to make this last as long as possible for her, while at the same time he was drawing closer to his climax.

Kansas had given her everything she had ever dreamed for and more. He had shown her love, love that she had always wanted to believe in but wasn't sure if it were possible. She had had no parents to model her ideas after. Serge had been awful to her mother. He had used her for what he wanted and then refused to deal with the consequences. He had cast Amata and the pups out into the cold, to survive on what meager leavings the pack was willing to give them. She had worried all males were the same in the end. It was this that had stemmed her fear of abandonment and her feelings of inadequacy. No male had ever wanted her before him and she had thought she would be alone forever. Kansas had shown her otherwise though. He made her feel worthy and he made her feel wanted. She never wanted that to go away.



In the way that he looked at her and touched her she knew that he would never do her harm. That he would never intend to hurt her in any way. He was a kind and gentle soul and that was one of the things that drew her to him. He was not capable of things her father was, and was capable of things he was not. He could show her deep and abiding love. It didn't matter what their positions in the pack were. He could have been the lowest and she would still love him with the fervor she did now. Their ranks meant nothing, only their love and themselves mattered. The movements of their bodies seemed to mesh perfectly and Savina was completely losing herself in him. His exploring hands made her moan deeply and she pressed herself against his fingers. She moved her head to the side, kissing and then licking his palm. One creamy finger was drawn into her mouth and she sucked on it as her hips continued to move against his'.

Kansas drew his face away from hers so he could make their union more intense, rocking against her as gently as was feasible. He tilted his head back, feeling her small hand wrap around his, her lips closing around a finger. He growled softly, a sigh lifting his chest as he spoke. "Oh my god." She was so perfect. The words played over and over in his mind, she's perfect, she's perfect, she's perfect. He was so close to his peak, when the pleasure was almost more than he could stand. Finally, breathing heavily as he finished, Kansas slowed down, easing closer to her and wrapping his arms around her. "Mmm, sweetheart..." he cooed, holding her close and still.