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- Desiree Noelle - 05-05-2011 [html]
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[html] Sorry for the delay, hon. :3 The Ayastigi was smiling brightly as the day began. She had had a lovely evening the night previous and had woken more refreshed than she had in a while. She sat far more relaxed on Fuerte than she had in the past two days since she had gotten him, and that was perhaps a mistake, she soon learned.
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The relationship between rider and horse was complicated, it was more of a mutual arrangement, the horse may not have had the ability to converse with him in high speak but there where subtle clues between the two that shown their understanding of each other. Once such was the way Charlemagne would get irritated and a simple pat on his neck would subdue him. Saluce could only wonder if it was out of reluctance that his mount joined him, or if he was just paying his debt owed to him. Already the behemoth already contemplated heading north to the area he had found him and seeking a female companion for him. Charlemagne was the only one of his kind he’d seen in the area and being as lonely for a female’s company as he was it didn’t take him long to figure out it out. “One day, you’ll have a filly to suit your bravery” the man offered him, and with a silent look given back to Saluce the horse only blew hot air out of his nose in a show of male bravado. Saluce on the other hand had no such luck, while his return to Dahlia had been pleasant he still wasn’t sure of the women here. There was Farore, but she drove him nuts, more like insane, she had a way with words that just cut right into him and exposed him for what he was. Just like her sister except without the restraint and caring she had. Alae was just too absorbed in her own chores to be bothered. No just like his horse Saluce had no filly at home to keep him company. Charlemagne tossed his head in annoyance just then, Saluce had heard it too, a thundering of hooves heading their direction. The horse under him almost bristled with hostility along with its rider and it took no spur to the beast’s side to motivate him to ride off toward the approaching horse. The ground shook with the spasms of an earth quake as the two took off, the weight of both rider and horse shaking the very foundations of some small saplings as they rode past. Finally he expertly cut the horse off, noticing the lack of a rider, but it did not deter him, after all a horse running in this fashion meant it’s rider couldn’t be too far away. It happened quickly, the behemoth raised up off his saddle and jumped onto the side of the running horse, his hand grasping the lead and wrapping it around his arm before he gave a huge grunt and tugged the lead causing the horses head to jerk backward in an authoritive fashion. A loud growl emitted from the half crazed man’s throat, menacing, the purpose was to strike fear, and that it did. The horse quickly attempted a buck but Charlemagne was there and he shoved the horse sideways and blocked his escape while Saluce stood back up on the ground, his tall frame coming eye to eye with the wild horse, fiery blues giving it the gaze of authority. Only then did it calm itself, finding the Devil in front of it, and his henchman to his side. “I should kill and eat you” Saluce told the horse, knowing full well the intent behind the words, no matter if it understood them or not would still be understood. He was just about to lash it for all the effort it took to corral it when a peculiar scent hit his nose. Saluce brought the lead rope up to his nose, taking in a long breath before letting it fall again. Mmmhmm the horse had an owner and he’d have to return him no matter how pissed he was he’d not harm it unless it caused more trouble. But the scent spoke of someone female and he couldn’t pass up the chance to be a knight in shining armour, well a paladin at least. But it was in the details. He gave his mount a look and within seconds he was by his side, Saluce mounted, took a firm grasp of the lead and headed back in the direction the wild mustang had come from. The once free horse only walked sullenly beside, trying to fall behind but firm tugs of his lead had a way of getting his will power back in action. - Desiree Noelle - 05-12-2011 [html] <3 Well that was that. Fuerte was gone, quite likely stolen; he was a magnificent horse. And she had lost him. She stood there for many long moments, knowing it was unlikely he would come back and futile to chase him, at least immediately. She would likely have just scared him had she started after him as soon as she was able to breathe. So she merely stood, watching the horizon while some cruel little voice mocked her inside her brain. Finally, the white-furred shoulders slumped with defeat and the dainty paws turned to begin the long trudge to AniWaya.
- Saluce Tremblay - 05-12-2011 Wonderlust, it ran wild these days. It seemed everyone had it when he showed up with his armour donned, armed with his massive hammer, and the giant horse he road atop. But the brute didn’t catch the glint in her eye that spoke of anything more than just shock and awe. The unruly horse did indeed have an owner and he was glad at least to see she was unhurt. His brilliant blue eyes looked down her form, noticing all the female charms inherent to any suitably bred lady. His ears caught her greeting and he flashed her a charming smile, even though his handsome nature had diminished with the massive scar making him half bald. He also didn’t miss the way she pronounced her name, and he found it fitting. Saluce was a bit of a charmer himself at times, and unknown to many people he preferred taller women and she did not disappoint. Finally he dismounted the great warhorse of his, lead in hand as he walked up Desiree. Bowing he stretched out his hand with the lead and addressed her “Bonjour Desiree, I am Saluce Trembley and I assume this unruly horse belongs to you?” He stood back up to his full height and couldn’t help but notice the look she was giving him. It had been awhile since he had seen that look, but he still recognized it. Part of him wanted to jump at the bit to have a night of fun, another part of him, the older more wise part told him to calm himself down. Least his own wonder be discovered. “May I ask what a lovely Lady such as yourself is doing with such a misbehaving horse as this one?” - Desiree Noelle - 05-12-2011 [html] . Oh dear, sweet Moon, he speaks with an accent. Yup, she was falling hard over this dashing man she had only just met. She stared unabashedly at him. He was tall. His smile made her want to swoon, and his gorgeous blue eyes threatened to take her in.. when she was able to focus on them. He had a warrior's body. Never mind the scar; even without fur, even with what others might call a fault or a marring feature, the man was just perfect in Desi's eyes. She probably would have been as near to drooling as she was even were he completely hairless, though she doubted he would last long in the harsh Nova Scotia winter had he no hair. The man swung down from his massive steed, and when he stood erect he stood at least a foot taller than she, her nose about even with his steel-plated chest.
- Saluce Tremblay - 05-12-2011 Saluce watched matching her fascination with him, for her, noticing her coat and the exotic nature it gave her. He wanted to run a hand along it, wondering if it was as soft as it looked. The behemoth found himself inching closer to her, finding the scent about her intoxicating and he knew, for now he was a goner. No it wasn’t love at first site, but it was indeed lust and it seemed to be thick in the air between the two. He gave her a gentle laugh at the comment about the trade. Knowing in the end she got the better end if she would only be able to control the horse. “Three bottles of wine for a fine horse? No I say you got the better deal, but then again flashing that cute smile of yours could make any man take any deal you offered.” There he went, with the flirting, he couldn’t help it. The look in her mismatched eyes just made him want to misbehave and it felt good for once to feel himself start to loosen up a bit. He had gone on long enough beating himself up for Layla, he needed to let himself live again. He moved to ask for her hand then having an idea to maybe cool things off a bit. “Would you like me to show you how to handle him better?” the light in his eyes didn’t die out with a chance to take things on a more hands on fashion. “He’s a headstrong horse, you must be firm with him” he added as he awaited her decision. - Desiree Noelle - 05-13-2011 [html] OOC here! Desi smiled as Saluce laughed at her exaggerated lament about the trade. She knew she had been lucky to only have to trade the three bottles; she thought that J'adore would either ask for more wine right away or would want her to obtain more to continue making payments, but instead the Spaniard had been content with what she had. Still, maybe she would get more, leave it on his doorstep or something, even if it was only a thank you present instead of a payment.
- Saluce Tremblay - 05-14-2011 He gave her a soft smile as he pulled the lead of Fuerte’s and brought him to her. The horse had settled a bit but the fear was wide in his eyes. Charlemagne just simply stood there in his normal uncaring stance. Nothing seemed to bother that horse, plus Saluce never had to be stern with him either. Again it was a mutual relationship. Finally he gave her the lead to the horse. “Firstly he should be your partner and friend. I am neither of them; he behaves my commands because I frighten him. You must be firm but have his interest at heart as well” Charlemange seemed to pipe up a bit while Saluce spoke, walking to the frightened horses side, almost as if translating, but Saluce didn’t know nor did he care much. “He’s young, and he wants to run. Maybe you should take him out on long runs, let him feel free while he bonds with you. I bonded with Charlemagne because I saved him from death. You will bond with your horse by doing things he wants to do in order for him to do things you want to do”. It was all bloody boring really. He continued onward, turning his head to see if she was still listening. All the horse talk had for the moment lessoned the tension between them. He was almost glad but all it took was that smile and a breeze to bring her heavenly scent to his nostrils to awake more primal feelings within him. A man of two worlds he was, civilized but still very much in touch with his baser instincts. Thoughts of having this young filly on all fours flooded his mind but he forced them back at least to keep himself from drawing attention elsewhere. Finally the temptation was too much, he had to know how soft that fur was. A hand reached over to brush a hand across her cheek “You are too beautiful to be wandering around alone without a stunning young wolf following your every move” - Desiree Noelle - 05-15-2011 [html] <3 WC: 339 The woman took Fuerte's lead rope when it was proffered, gaze never drifting from Saluce's face as she listened raptly to his instructions. The stallion danced further behind her, drooping his head over her shoulder. This sole act caused Desi to glance away, partially with worry that the grullo was attempting to take fingers off, but the stallion was being loving, at least a little. She stroked his nose gently, watching the lovely brown eyes shift warily from Charlemagne to Saluce and back again. Saluce was right; Fuerte was scared by him and the huge horse he rode. Occasionally she nodded, signalling understanding of the horseman's words, and she had just looked up when he looked toward her.
- Saluce Tremblay - 05-15-2011 Saluce was firmly in seduction mode, even though it seemed he didn’t have to work too hard. The female in front of him was plainly smitten with him. He hadn’t even asked where she was from yet and here he was initiating contact, and wanting to take her in his powerful arms. But he played it cool, this little lady deserved a bit more effort from him. The behemoth smiled in reaction to her remark, letting his hand rub her cheek with affectionate strokes. With a practiced charm he leaned in and touched noses with her, before giving her a quick kiss across her lovely little maw. “Then they are fools to not see what is in front of them,” she was beautiful and that was that. She didn’t have to carry predominate wolf traits to evoke a response from his groin. So they were fools, all of them to not see what was before them. On the other hand he wasn’t exactly looking for mate material though. His other hand snaked around her waist, claws running along her fur tracing lines along the skin underneath, as he gave his catch a playful lick across her nose. It had been awhile for him, and he wanted to shake loose his armor, shift and shake loose the bonds of civilization and have a playful romp with her. “You make me want to take this armor off, shift to all fours and run wild in these woods,” it wasn’t the most charming remark but sometimes he wasn’t as smooth as he wanted to be. This comment though was to gauge her own desires, and it was fitting for one named Desiree. - Desiree Noelle - 05-15-2011 [html] WC: 362 Though his comment may not have been delivered with the suavest wording, its all too obvious intent paired with the nuzzles and kisses he dropped along her muzzle made Desi a giddy little thing. The man's actions gave her a funny feeling inside, but it was a good funny feeling. It made her feel more beautiful than she already did, somehow, and it made her want to press herself to him. And as his hand slid upward and down her back, his claws tracing tickling little lines along her sensitive skin beneath all that downy fur, she did just that. Moving forward the tiny bit it took to close the gap, the fur at their legs mingled and she gently kissed the lower edge of his jaw, eyes half-closed as she peered up at him. She had long ago dropped the end of Fuerte's lead, but to her surprise he had not moved far from her. He stood at a tree nearby and grazed, watching his owner with something like annoyance. Wolves were so silly.
- Saluce Tremblay - 05-16-2011 Saluce watched her with an amused look as she seemed to melt in his arms. The man looked upon the beautiful lady with lust, and when she pulled away from him it brought a raise eyebrow. Those blues watched with interest as she changed forms, his eyes not missing the beauty her four legged form brought forth. He chuckled softly with her doggish show of energy before bolting off and calling him out to catch her. Saluce almost started to shift himself, the temptation that great before he realized he was carrying all that armor and weight. The man quickly started stripping it all off with a frenzied pace, his horse giving him an odd look before meandering back towards Dahlia, not wanting to stick around for his riders little unplanned fun time. Finally after several moments, the steel laid on the ground and a four legged beast stood among the pile. The behemoth was quite adept at changing forms, and he stood in his starkly contrasting form, where his optime form was bulky and massive, his lupus form was long legged, and streamlined. Sure the muscle mass was there but hidden well beneath his coat. Saluce’s nose hit the ground picking her scent out and off he went, four legs drumming along the ground looking for his prey. After some searching he paced around a set of bushes he was sure she was residing, she was a doggish hybrid in a wolf’s world and he would catch her, and afterwards he’d take her. His form tensed and into the bushes he burst into finding her there and hind legs went into action to give him a burst of speed if she decided to dart on him. After all nothing was more intoxicating to a wolf then prey that ran. - Desiree Noelle - 05-19-2011 [html] Slight PP to get them where they're going; you have permission for PP for the remainder of the thread, lol. Sticking an M tag on it, too... Desi did indeed pause to shift onward to her slimmer, more agile lupus form about as soon as she dropped into the bush. Her sides were heaving, and her tongue rolled out in an effort to cool her body. But she was having more fun than she had had in a long time! She was tense, but it was a good tension, the kind that let you know you were ready to make your next move when it came. Perhaps she wanted to be caught, but she was hoping it would be on her terms, and her muscles were prepared to run.
- Saluce Tremblay - 05-21-2011 The grey behemoth’s jaws snapped and caught air as the pleasant little catch of his darted off into a thicket. It wasn’t really what he wanted to do to chase her, thickets meant thorns and he wasn’t too interested in that. But her scent was just to enticing as he licked his lips stalking his prey. The form of his walked with it’s full assertive height in-between the two trees as he blocked her exit. Blue eyes locked onto hers as she walked up to him, his form still remained at the entrance, thinking this a rouse to slip out on him again. But her affections did however stir his groin even more so. He was behaving much like a young male chasing his first prize but it wasn’t his first, but it was the first one since Layla. The behemoth simply flashed her a smile at the remark, and as she turned back toward him, his taller frame walked forward to lick at her muzzle and rub his body along her whole side. This ritual that had long ago been engrained in their species and now Saluce honored it by acting along the lines of instinct. Instinct at times was more fun anyways. He circled her with a mischievous grin on his maw before arriving at her backside, his snout poking between her tail and lips, sniffing at her. His long tongue snaked out of his mouth and lapped at that sensitive region getting a taste of her before nipping at the base of her tail playfully. Finally finished playing with her for now, the great male reared up on his hind legs and settled on top of her, his teeth latching down on the nap of her neck as he thrusted several times before finding her feminine lips, and a growl escaped his lips upon entry. - Desiree Noelle - 05-27-2011 [html] WC: 310 Desi was every bit as instinctively familiar with this song and dance as a wolfess far more experienced than she was. But she began to wonder, as the man pulled himself to his full height, if she would not have been better off to have remained shifted, and let what was to happen, happen in that form. The man was as beautiful in his Lupus form as in his Optime, and perhaps more so without the armour in the way of her view of him but he was so large that she wondered if her legs would be strong enough to hold the pair of them up.
- Saluce Tremblay - 05-29-2011 This was exactly what he needed as he growled into her neck, feeling the wondrous feelings of animal lust taking him over for the first time in ages. Normally he didn’t do this, normally he wouldn’t give in so quickly but her willing eyes had done him in just as quickly as thoughts of leaving her to her own fate had been driven from his mind. That maw of his finally let go of its grip and his tongue rolled out to lick upon her ears and neck in an attentive manner of love, liking hearing his partner’s mews and groans while they coupled together. This form didn’t hold the restraint he kept when he did this act in optime, it was a race to finish and already he felt months of pent of anguish swelling up at the base of his canine prick, swelling his knot to even higher ambitions. A growl left his muzzle as he pumped faster and faster into her feminine heaven leaving him without a sane mind to pull himself out before he knotted her. Soon the knot slipped in sealing the two of them together while he continued to pump away seeking release from the prison he had forced himself into. |