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- Haven Aatte - 08-06-2009 [html] 300+ His resolve had gone and he had rushed to the city to find his favorite poison. Haven had gone to his old dive bar and collected as many bottles as he could safely carry and then went to find a place to stay for the evening. He didn't want to go home and have the pack see him this way, but he wasn't going to stay in the bar either. The bar held all his old demons and if he wasn't careful they would drag him further down. So he would find someplace new. Some other place to drown his sorrows. As he walked he undid the top of one of the rum bottles and poured some of the spiced alcohol down his throat. That welcome, warm sensation flowed through him and for the first time in days a smile was on his face. The hybrid's search for a suitable spot continued and he was already onto his second bottle and feeling good and tipsy. Not paying close enough attention to the path in front of him he tripped over a piece of concrete and nearly dropped his bottles to be dashed on the pavement. "Whoa..." he said as he righted himself. Hmmm, he better find someplace soon. His coordination was faltering and he didn't want to lose what he had brought with him. Dulled jade eyes searched around his immediate surrounds and saw a nice little house overlooking the bay. That looked like it would do nicely. He quickly drained the last of the second bottle and stumbled into the abandoned house. Haven walked through the kitchen and living area and back into the master bedroom. Wow, this was a pretty nice place. There was a large fireplace and a picture window facing the water. Most importantly though, there was a nice, big bed. Grinning, and drunk now, have placed the rest of his bottles on the floor and walked over to the fireplace. How lucky! There was already some wood in there. He reached for a bottle and took a swig before dumping a little over the fuel. To the side on a table there was a pack of matches and he lit one and threw it in. Heat washed his face as large flames rose up and bathed the bedroom in light. Yes, this was a nice place. Very nice indeed. Pleased with himself Haven took the bottle of rum and fell back onto the bed, taking another drink. - Princess Chance - 08-11-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #0069B3 solid; font-size: 9px;"> ooc - Sorry for the failwait. .___. 439 words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 08-11-2009 [html] No worries <3 and sorry for the shortness :< The fact that he had not only been spotted by someone else, but followed, had completely missed his notice. He had been too intoxicated and too focused on his goal to notice. Even if he had noticed, he probably wouldn't have cared much. As long as it wasn't part of his family or his pack, he didn't care who saw him like this. All that mattered right now was the relief that the rum was bringing him. He felt happy and numb and fuzzy headed, which was exactly what he wanted and needed right now. Ever since Siobhan had left his life had been hell. All he had felt was pain and anger and hurt. Haven had been so out of it he had even hit his King out of rage. The hybrid needed an escape, and this was it. Haven laid there, his body sinking into the mattress of the bed, the bottle at his lips and he was content. Though when out of the corner of his eye he saw the door to the room move he languidly rose into a sitting position. Jade eyes squinted. There was a figure in the doorway. A figure with a dress on, though that was about all he could make out in the shadows she was hiding in. A crooked smile came to his face. "Hi there," he said pleasantly. "You dun gotta stand out there, I won't bite," he said with a laugh. He certainly wasn't going to bite her or be mean. Haven was feeling way too good to be mean to anyone. - Princess Chance - 08-13-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #0069B3 solid; font-size: 9px;"> ooc - Sorry for the failwait. Again. XD 330 words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 08-13-2009 [html] Nah :3 300+ If he had been sober, he might have noticed the fact that she was studying him and his behavior quite closely. Right now, of course, he did not. Though if he had been sober, nothing about his behavior would have seemed so odd to her. If he were sober he'd probably be crying or tearing the house apart out of misplaced rage. So she probably would have been concerned or scared in those cases, not intrigued. For someone who had never seen anyone drunk before or had not felt the effects themselves, it would be quite the sight. A grown wolf acting in such a ridiculous way. None of that was passing through his mind, however. Haven was too intoxicated for that. The hybrid watched with distinct interest as the girl came into the room and walked over to the bed. She was pretty. Very pretty. Especially in that nice blue dress. Haven liked girls in dresses. As long as they weren't red dresses. He now kind of despised the color red. But her dress was not red, and that made her all the more alluring to the drunken male. Jade eyes watched as she traced the pattern of the sheets with her finger. Such a delicate and ladylike gesture. He was somewhat transfixed by the motion and only looked back up to her face when she spoke to him. "This?" he said, holding up the bottle. "This is rum. A kinda drink the humans made. Makes ya feel good. Want some?" Haven held the bottle out to her with a grin. He wasn't against sharing, especially not with such a lovely lady. As she offered her name his eyes widened. "You're a princess? Really? Oh wow!" Haven's grin grew and gave a flash of those pearly whites. "I'm Sir Haven, a knight! It'sa good thing you found me! Now I can protect you! Such a beautiful princess shouldn't be alone without no one to protect her..." Had he really found a real life princess? This was too good to be true. - Princess Chance - 08-14-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #0069B3 solid; font-size: 9px;"> Glee! =D 430 words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 08-14-2009 [html] 300+ X3 He watched eagerly as she took the bottle and inspected it, then took a quick drink from it. As she stated she didn't feel any better he laughed heartily. "You won't yet! You gotta drink more for it ta makes ya feel good." That made him briefly think of his first experience with alcohol. It had been great...but he had drank too much and then it had been definitely not great. "Ya don't wanna drink too much though. Thas no good." If only his uncle had been so kind as to warn him that drinking too much of the fiery liquid could bring unpleasant effects. Oh well, at least Princess was warned. That was good. When she grinned back at him he thought it must be one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen. People always looked prettier with a smile on their face and she had been plenty pretty before. "Nah, yer jus bein' bashful! You certainly look like a real princess ta me, Princess," he said suavely. "An' yeah! I'm a real knight! King Jacquez knighted me an' all. I gotta sword, bu' is not here. Is back at home." He hadn't thought there would be any need to bring Vowkeeper with him on this errand. Part of him was disappointed he didn't have it to show her, but then again, with how drunk he was that probably wouldn't have been a good idea. The light from the fire danced in her unique eyes as she leaned closer to him, questioning him. "Well Priiiiincess, whatever milady needs ta be protected from. Ya never know what kindsa evil things could be out dere lurking..." Haven also leaned in, their faces very close now. He was mesmerized by this Princess. She was different, and he liked that. He liked that a lot. - Princess Chance - 08-16-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #0069B3 solid; font-size: 9px;"> 417 words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 08-16-2009 [html] 300+ Getting sick was no fun at all. Probably one of the worst physical feelings you could have. That day Haven had gone from feeling fantastic to absolutely awful in a simple span of seconds. He definitely didn't want that to happen to Princess. Tonight was about forgetting his problems and that would be hard if she got sick. He wanted to have a fun night with her and his fun plans did not involved holding her hair back as she puked. Of course he'd do that, if it happened, but he hoped it didn't. That would ruin things for both of them and he didn't want that. Not at all. Haven could feel his face flush at her questioning the size of his sword. Though oddly, none of the feelings of embarrassment came with it. In fact, for some reason, it all seemed much more funny than embarrassing. He liked not feeling embarrassed about it, something about her made feeling that way quite impossible (it was probably the booze too, but he overlooked that detail). Somehow grinning even wider he responded. "It is a pretty big 'un. It's a loooongsword," he said with a wink to punctuate his statement. Oh man, this was too much fun. He had forgotten how much fun it could be to drink with someone else. Especially such a beautiful girl. Haven could feel something growing inside of him as they gazed intensely into each other's eyes. It was something he had really only felt once before, but he was still unable to recognize it. At least not quite yet. Even as she asked her questions and he answered his gaze didn't break from her for a second. "I think I'm lookin' at the prettiest girl I've eva seen." There wasn't even the slightest hint of falsehood in those words, he truly believed it. "I'm not sure wha I'm thinkin' though..." What was he thinking about? Haven had an idea of what he wanted to do...but should he? With his alcohol addled mind making decisions like this were both harder and easier. - Princess Chance - 08-16-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #0069B3 solid; font-size: 9px;"> 326 words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 08-16-2009 [html] 300+ Haven watched, his eyes widening slightly as she ran her tongue over her teeth. He'd never seen anyone do that before, but he had to say, he found it intriguing. A little more than intriguing actually, but the word for it was escaping his slowed brain right now. Though he couldn't stop the chuckles that came from him at her response once again to their talk about his sword. He too, was only really half aware at the innuendos they were playing with. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew it was funny though, and a little exciting as well. "Yeah...maybe you'll be able ta see it sometime. Then you'll know for sure," he said, grinning like an idiot. Oh, this was so much fun. He still wasn't able to say exactly why, but it was. He and Princess had some kind of good chemistry going on. Then she leaned closer to him still and his mouth hung open slightly. Her scent flooded his nose, a lovely perfume and almost as intoxicating as the alcohol. So many things about her were sending him over the edge and he really had no desire to stop. He wanted to know her, to really know her. And yes, he wanted to get closer as well. More than anything. "I think it's okay to want that...because I want it too." One of his hands reached up without any hesitation to gently brush some of her hair away from her face and then his palm rested on her cheek. She really was beautiful. So beautiful. Haven knew what it was that he was thinking now and he wanted it. He was pretty sure she wanted it too. The knight closed that small space that was still between their faces and kissed her. As their lips met he thought that nothing had ever tasted so sweet. - Princess Chance - 08-18-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #0069B3 solid; font-size: 9px;"> 306 words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 08-18-2009 [html] 300+ She was such a different kind of female than he had become used to. Siobhan had been timid and shy, completely inexperienced when it came to the things he was used to. Not Princess. She had attitude, she had a spark, a definite personality that couldn't be rivaled. Haven had never had such an encounter before and he was relishing it. So when she asked that question he didn't even need to take a second to think about his answer. "Of course I wanna see you again, how could I not?" There was something about her that invigorated him. For the first time in days he felt alive again, and he knew it was more than just the alcohol. It was the gorgeous specimen beside him Her soft moan sent a shock through his body. Mmmmm, yes. Those were the kind of noises he wanted to make her sound. That one little noise skyrocketed his heartbeat and made that hot blood flow through him even more fiercely. As her mouth opened his tongue entered, exploring her mouth and drinking in her taste. She tasted so amazing. A playful growl came from the hybrid as she lightly tugged his hair and his arm snaked around her torso to hold her. When Princess pulled back, blazing emeralds looked down at her hungrily. As she spoke the energy inside of him rose up even higher. It had never been this way with Siobhan. She had never said that she needed him or this. Her exploring tongue and teeth made that rumble in his chest deepen and he quickly discarded his jacket to the floor. Haven's own teeth found her ear and nibbled it gently as his hand found the zipper of her dress and pulled it down. He leaned into her, wanting to lose himself in her. - Princess Chance - 08-19-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #0069B3 solid; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px;"> 342 words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 08-19-2009 [html] 300+ Haven's only experience with this was that one drunken time with Siobhan, and they hadn't even gone that far. This time, like the last one, the alcohol combined with his raging hormones made him throw all inhibitions to the wind. How could he even think about anything else when she was so attractive and wanting him too? If he hadn't been intoxicated he would have never been barreling into this as he was now. The hybrid had a profound respect for women and never wanted to do anything that could be interpreted as harming one. But right now all modesty was gone. Only pure animalistic urges reigned. He wanted to feel that immense pleasure and to have her feel it as well. The feel of her nails running across his body made him shiver for a moment. It was nothing compared to what would come though. He continued to nibble and lick her ear as her hands undid the fastenings of his pants. The male was beginning to feel the heat building in that lower area of his body and he couldn't wait until they were both completely unclothed. Sure, it might all be easier if he went au naturale, but the removing of clothing added a certain excitement. Princess was unsuccessful at pulling his pants all the way down but no matter, he would get rid of them himself soon enough. As she pushed her dress down to her waist he took it off the rest of the way, her stunning body now unveiled completely. One hand ran up her side as they kissed, him eagerly letting her tongue explore his mouth. As her hands moved down and began to rub through the jean fabric a low moan came from him. His body noticeably reacted to her touch. Haven rolled to the side for a second, quickly removing his pants the rest of the way and then was back above her, his hands on her body. He trailed kisses down her jawline to her neck, his tongue darting out to tease her skin. One hand moved to her chest, squeezing one of her breasts gently. - Princess Chance - 08-19-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #0069B3 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> 310 words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 08-19-2009 [html] 300+ The more things happened and the longer he was with her the clearer it became how juvenile his past relationship had been. Sure, it had been all well and good for a kid, but he was not a kid anymore. Haven was a man and he wanted something more. He wanted someone that wanted him as much as he wanted them. That someone was Princess. How well it fit too. The Knight and the Princess. This was how the story was supposed to go. They had only just met and look at how passionate they both were about each other. Right now all that existed for him was her. Her scent and how delightful her body felt. He wanted to make this night last forever. Haven hadn't been expecting her hands to go back down his body, but when he felt her hand wrap around him and begin to rub a long moan escaped him. He nibbled at her collarbone and his hand squeezed her a bit more tightly, his thumb running over her nipple. When the male heard those coy words a great smile came to his face and he moved to kiss her again, his tongue licked her lips. "A Princess deserves a big one." She was fantastic. Everything he could ever want. The hand not occupied at her chest moved down her body to rub her thigh. He could feel the heat coming from between her legs and it intrigued him. Fingers tickled up her thigh to that sensitive skin and his fingers rubbed her, feeling the moisture that was collecting. Was this the equivalent of what she was doing to him? He hoped so because he wanted to drive her wild. He wanted to make her feel better than she ever had before. "Do you like that?" he asked with a grin. - Princess Chance - 08-19-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #0069B3 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> 315 words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 08-19-2009 [html] Her moan was like music to his ears and he couldn’t get enough of it. That wonderful sound let him know that she liked what was happening, that it made her feel as good as he was feeling. That was exactly what Haven wanted. As her legs opened he rubbed her with a little more pressure, his fingers inadvertently gliding over her most sensitive area. He was surprised at how moist she was down there, but maybe it was similar to how his manhood became hard. It must just all be their bodies reacting to the electric feelings that were flowing between them. There were so many things about this he didn’t know, but they didn’t really bother him. All he knew and cared about was how great it all felt. Haven growled in satisfaction as she spoke and pulled herself closer to him. He licked her ear before responding to her in a deep, husky voice. “I’ll give you everything…whatever you want.” Despite the intoxication, he was still himself and he would never make this all about him. He wanted to please her as much as he wanted to be pleased. She pulled away, back up further onto the bed so the whole of her body was supported by the mattress. Haven eagerly followed Princess’ insistent tugs, unwilling to lose bodily contact. His body hovered over hers and he slipped an arm underneath her torso. He brought his lips back to her’s again, kissing her with all the passion he was feeling. Legs lowered his body as he rubbed himself against her. There was no penetration yet, but he didn’t know how long he could keep himself from it for his body was screaming to be enveloped in her. - Princess Chance - 08-20-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:400px; border:1px #0069B3 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> 334 words.
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