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- Deuce Rhiannon - 05-16-2008 [html]
- Haku Soul - 05-16-2008 .. :o [html] Their blood was gone from his fur and so was the child within, locked up in its little cell. There would not be any more small accidents in the nearest future. He had relieved the pressure by walking into a shop that once upon a time had sold all sorts of things for the kitchen. He had found a suiting knife and had watched it dance across his wrists. The cuts were not deep, but a stream of blood had painted his hands along with fingers crimson red, and he sat there for a while, leaking red liquid in silence before he bandaged his arms tightly with clean cloth. It throbbed heavenly where the knife had made its way, and his mind calmed down several levels, and the monster had purred in delight, the bad times were over for now.[/html] - Deuce Rhiannon - 05-16-2008 [html]
- Haku Soul - 05-16-2008 I actually wondered if it was her, but I was not sure. Poor girl. [html] Didn't she know him? Far back in time then, a pregnant female. Was that her? He resisted the little smirk that wanted to melt into his face. He felt her eyes on it, and he meant the female was bound to like what she saw. Haku had been blessed with his looks. The unnatural warm chocolate color on his pelt, the amazingly blue eyes, and handsome features. He placed a delicate smile upon his lips as he got up from his crunched position and revealed his height. He lifted his shoulders dramatically as he too tilted his head to fit her movements. If she could not remember the exact setting, then he was far better off. Their meeting had not been too pleasant, at least not for her.[/html] - Deuce Rhiannon - 05-19-2008 [html]
- Haku Soul - 05-20-2008 [html] If he sat down next to her she would show him some. How very kind of her. The male’s oh so innocent smile widened slightly, and he winked down at her and tilted his head, looking away as if taking some time to consider it. He had made his mind up before her voice had even granted its melodic rhythm to the air. Her orbs were beautiful, and he wondered how smooth her fur would feel like if he touched it with his fingertips.[/html] - Deuce Rhiannon - 05-21-2008 [html]
- Haku Soul - 05-22-2008 [html] He had seen the first sketch before she had found another page with a much more innocent image together with a nervous giggle. Haku had never been in the Syemv lands, yet he recognized the name when the female enlightened him a bit more of the picture. Coyotes had taken it away from them. Those coyotes seemed to be everywhere creating some sort of chaos. He liked their way of existence. For that he held a somewhat respect for them. As a group, not the different individuals, as the ones he had met had been pathetic and weak.[/html] - Deuce Rhiannon - 05-22-2008 Her face warmed under her fur, and she let out another giggle. She felt flustered, unsure. That...that was.... She was stammering. great. She swallowed and turned back to the page of herself and Soran. The pale mother wouldn't make the male cadge it out of her. Bi-colored eyes focused on the drawing, flushed with embarrasment and something else far more primal. It's just a sketch... Her explanation was weak. Anyone with eyes could see the two females were romantically involved in that sketch. It was a carefully done portrait of love and lust. Deuce felt a rather unexpected pang of desire, and looked out of the side of her eyes at the male. She didn't even know his name, and she was sharing her intimate artwork to him. Was it because she desired him? Or was it just because she was proud of her work? Even she herself didn't know the answer to that. She would readilly admit to feeling lustful towards the male. Very lustful. Was that normal? Five years old, and she'd only been with three males, two of which had been mates. Well, tecnically, lucifer was still her mate, even though she was furious with him for cheating on her. But she intended to change that. - Haku Soul - 05-22-2008 [html] She did not look too comfortable as she did as he wished and went back to the page with the two females. He leaned a bit over to her, studying the drawing more closely, letting a grin sneak onto his face. It was just a sketch of course, but wasn’t it a saying that one picture was worth more than thousand words? Female on female was rather interesting, but he preferred one of each gender, the natural way. Or.. Now did he? Hollow struck his mind as a bullet from a gun that had been put against his head. He removed his brilliant blue eyes from the sketch and looked at her. She was quite attractive, even when she blushed.[/html] - Deuce Rhiannon - 05-26-2008 If it was posible, her face felt warmer as he complimented her sketch. It was her. The black bands of fur on her wrists were visable, both in the picture and on her own person. Thin lines of black decortaing her two frontwrists, scars from long ago suicide attempts. She never felt depressed like THAT anymore. No reason to. Unconciously, she leaned closer to the male, hs gaze drawing her like a moth to flame. His eyes caressed her body and she shivered lightly, feeling their touch as keenly as she would have felt his fingers following the same path. Oh, yes. The mother was very attracted to this male. VERY. The thought of Lucifer crossed her mind, but she didn't move her gaze from the male. Bi-colored eyes gave welcome, invitation. Would she dare cross the line between dreaming and pretending? She didn't know. She wouldn't make the fist move. She wasn't that kind of gal. She was much much more submissive. - Haku Soul - 05-29-2008 [html] Oh, he knew it was her, and he meant he could actually see the pink through the white fur on her face. He let his eyes trail her hands and wrists. He recognized the nature of the scars, and he had a lot of them under the white and pink bandages wrapped around his own wrists, along with more scars on the inside of his arms. He did not know the reasoning for her cuttings, but the most common was depression. Not his reasons. She was leaning closer and he let his eyes climb up to her face. He believed he knew what she wanted. He liked what he saw, he liked the inviting acts from her, yet not obvious if he had not been open for gentle hints. It was possible it was only his mind that was playing its own game, but he did not mind that either, as he was free to do what he wanted whenever he wanted.[/html] - Deuce Rhiannon - 05-29-2008 Warmth flared in her eyes as he leanded closer, touching her. So long since she'd last been touched. So long since anyone had looked at her as anythng besides the caretaker of their children. Desire, the desire she'd restrained, began to quicken, to move and rear it's head. Hello, it seemed to say, I'm here. take notice. take me. They were just barely touching, but it was touch. His fingers trailed along her wrist, sending shivers into her spine. He lowered his face against hers, and she instinctively nuzzled against him, welcoming and inviting his embrace. It didn't take much to make Deuce ready and willing. It never had. - Haku Soul - 05-29-2008 [html] He froze for a second as she nuzzled against him, but he went into motion quickly again, his hand left her wrist and trailed down to right beneath her chest, creeping to her back. Then he leaned more over her, putting the other hand around her shoulder and neck. His hand brushed through her fur and he pulled her against him gently. He found her cold and wet nose, and pressed his own muzzle against it before he gently gave her a soft lick on her mouth. He was not used to being gentle. Everything he ever had done was harsh and cruel, except for the very first time. That canine had not been a female, but a halfbreed male known for rape and murder. Haku's first love. The gentle touches, the devotion, passion.. Haku's breath grew heavier, this foreplay was something he wanted to explore more.[/html] - Deuce Rhiannon - 05-30-2008 ((A little pp so we can get to the part where Deuce tries to back out. LOL Let me know if you'd like me to change it?)) She leaned into his touch, murmuring soflty with her pleasure. It had been so very long since she'd felt so...needed. He pulled her against him, and she moved willingly into his embrace. He had a deep masculine musk tht sent her pulse to fluttering. Sexy. So sexy, so unlike her mate. So gentle, so needy, so...hungry for her. She was relaxed in his tender embrace, her hands stroking his silken coat. His fingers touched a nipple, stroking. His touch was so different from lucifer's. Lucifer. What was she doing? Her body, which had been superbly relaxed, stiffened. She lifted her hands to his chest, made an affort to move away. "I can't....I have someone back home..." Bi-colored eyes lifted to blue eyes, her gaze startled and a little frightened. - Haku Soul - 06-02-2008 [html] It was odd when she turned from water into ice in his hands within a second. She put her hands on his chest and pushed his face away from its nuzzles. Confusion was easy to read in his eyes for a moment, before he heard her words. Her scent had a thin layer of a male's, but he had not taken much notice of it because of the simple fact that he did not care if she was in use by someone else. What was triggering irritation was that she believed she could go halfway and interrupt without any consequences. If that was the case, she was dreadfully wrong. He let a grin slide on to his face, and his blue eyes sparkled.[/html] - Deuce Rhiannon - 06-02-2008 ((Feel free to fade out in your post, and I'll make one more with Deuce and the aftermath )) She stiffined as he spoke, his grin disconcerting to her. And then he pushed his hands out of the way, burying his face in her fur. Her hands went up, and then his teeth sank in. She yelped at the suden pain- and pleasure. She and Lucifer had briefly explored this side of her before. But not to this extent. She shuddered, breathing quickly. She put her hands on his shoulders, pushing, but his grip was stronger than hers. She heard a soft whine. Was it fear or excitement? The two seemed closely intwined right then. - Haku Soul - 06-02-2008 >_>;; [html] Thoughts faded more and more out as the primal part of him took over most of the control and he was only focused on the action. Unlike the coyote not too long ago, this lady was rather dull when she was supposed to protest. Instead of wild clawing and some panic controlled actions, she grabbed his shoulders. Nature was cruel. She was a female, he was a male, he won, both at strength and size. The more she attempted to push him away, the harder he would push her against him. Teeth remained connected with her flesh, and blue eyes greedily flashed over her, as a security guard making sure everything was under control and safe on his behalf. The male selfishly let his hands groom at various parts of her body, caring shit about the female’s well-being.[/html] - Deuce Rhiannon - 06-03-2008 Panic id not overrule her reason. in fact, panic only served to sharpen the feelings of his touch. Part of her was furiuos at this invasion. And the rest of her arched to meet his seeking member. It was rough, it was wild. It was lust thouroghly. Wouldn't Thanos be shocked to see her like this? The thought brought a mall bubble of laughter to her lips. Her laughter seemed to goad him on, and she enjoyed it. Enjoyed it so thourogly that her claws were raking his back and her cries of pleasure echoed within the empty park. She stared into his face, memorizing it. It would be the focus of many an erotic piece from here on out. Sex, forced, and pleasurable. A good title for one. she made a mental note to use it later. Afterwards, she held still, unsure of what came next. Would there be threats, gruff promises? Or would there be silence? Perhaps she'd see him again. She almost hoped so. - Haku Soul - 06-03-2008 [html] Phew, so, we done? As he went through with her, ears flickered curiously to the nature of her sounds. Her laughter irritated him slightly, and he thrust harder into her, but she seemed to be getting it her own way. He groaned as she let her talons dance across his back, drawing shallow red lines. Their gaze stayed upon each other under the whole session. He followed behind her waves of ecstasy, and finished it plainly with a few last pushes into her before he took the leap from the peak and sunk down into a wonderful state of half consciousness seemingly without gravity. She remained still as he lied on top of her, catching up on both heart rhythm and breath. He had always believed females needed more stimulating than the simple act he believed he had forced on her, but truth be told, did he care? Should he care?
The blue eyed bachelor withdrew from her and moved a bit away into a seated position. He wished he had been a smoker so that he could have fished up a cigarette and enjoyed it together with the aftermath that slowly danced through his body. This was a hobby he was to pick up, that he decided right there and then. He pulled himself up at both feet and groomed some dust carelessly off his fur. He threw a last glance at the light female beneath him. I’m looking forward to see more of your work, Miss. He did not even know her name, it was great. He hoped on her behalf that nothing would grow within her, because that was solitarily her problem. However, he could come back for the plain fun as long as they played by his simple and mechanic rules.
No goodbye, no hug. The male walked away, aiming to find a human shop that could offer him cigarettes. |