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Odessa's tail flicked behind her anxiously. Of course, she knew she was old enough now and both herself and Imhotep were ready for it. Or at least Odessa said she was. But she was bound to be worried, especially after the utter shambles last time had been. And, naturally, being her first time it scared her somewhat and she assumed that it would be the same again. At least Imhotep had been there to comfort her. Things had been tense between them for a few days after. But, now, after a long conversation some few weeks before, they decided they were ready. The medic was somewhat excited too, puppies were a welcome addition to the pack any ways but with her uncle's death it would oh so wonderful to add to the D'Angelo line.
Imhotep was still upstairs, waiting for her to call up to her. The gardener too a deep breath and shook her head, nimble fingers pulled the scarf from around her shoulders nervously. 'I'm ready...' she called up the dirt tunnel. Putting her scarf to the side, she smoothed down the furs on the fur pile bed and let his fingers tangle between the deerskins.
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There's a place downtown where the freaks all come around
It's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all
WC :: +215 OOC ::
There's a place I know if you're looking for a show
Where they go hardcore and there's glitter on the floor
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She heard Imhotep's movement from upstairs. Her ears flickered backwards nervously, and she shifted in her seat too, unable to keep herself comfortable and also wanting to keep her mind away from the things at hand. At least for a moment until Imhotep walked down. The medic smiled as he made his way through the small tunnel, dug only for the two feral forms to have access but widened later on. Even so it was still a squeeze. Pumpkin eyes drunk up her mates sight. He looked so different without any jewellery or clothes on. And this stirred a strange reaction in the girl's body. Her stomach fluttered desperately, causing her to blush under layers of plush grey fur.
'Immy' she sighed, looking down and then back up, mustering a small smile. Odessa looked around the den,as if she was about to leave if for the last time and never come back. As he petted her cheek she shook her head and hugged him. Sitting up again she spoke, 'No'. Pumpkin eyes were cast down to the ground again. 'We need to do this, it... It's expected of us' she continued, her voice shy and low. 'And especially after what happened to Larkspur... It's like there's some kind of gap...' Odessa's ears flickered up and down again as she leaned back onto the fur pile and bit her lip with nerves.
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Your crusade's a disguise
Replace freedom with fear
You trade money for lives
WC :: +000 OOC :: Blah
I see pain
I see need
I see liars and thieves
Abuse power with greed
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'You-' she broke herself off glancing up to Imhotep's bright eyes, she bit her lip and looked away. Suddenly all to aware of the size difference between herself and her mate. Remembering the damage, and the frightening, it had done in the process. Thinking about it made Odessa cringe, but not noticeably. 'I mean... We, we don't have to. I just thought...' The female whine in frustration, this being only her second heat spell made it even worse. And that's why she was desperate at the moment. Her fingers fell to the ankh charm on her chest, lifting her head up to gaze at it. 'I almost forgot to take this off...' she mused softly, petting the cold, gold item before looping it around over her head, careful not to pull at her dark mane. Leaving it upon a side table beside the fur pile she turned back to Immy. 'I didn't want it to get ruined...' Odessa admitted, looking down as if she had something to be ashamed of.
The medic leant her hands upon the broad shoulder's of her mate, leaning up to peck his cheek and nuzzle in neck, 'I love you, Immy...' she mused, leaning back onto the fur pile.
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Your crusade's a disguise
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You trade money for lives
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Abuse power with greed
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Odessa smiled and laughed gently. A little nervous however as Imhotep came closer, butterflies danced inside her and her heart rate raced. She knew that there were risks and worries, but there were always there in everything anyone ever did and will do, so the medic wasn't worried too much. After all, she was a medic. And if anything went wrong she'd know what to do, hopefully. Imhotep towered over her, it was odd then he towered over her when he, a dog, was destined to be smaller then the wolfish Odessa. But that's why she loved him, visually at least. He was different, and she adored how warm he felt against her. And that was all down to the thin fur he sported. She gave him one last hug, to reassure both him and her that everything was going to be fine. Not like last time. That had been horrendous.
As his hands sailed downwards to sort things out, Odessa aided him and shifted her body position. Suddenly award that the strange position made her very vulnerable in any other situation. But not now. She felt safe with Imhotep and now the burning desire was present in her. Odessa let out a silent huff of irritation as he paused and looked up to her, but then she chuckled and nodded. 'Come on! We'll never get this done otherwise!' she smiled. Leaning back again, she pulled Imhotep towards hers more, eager to feel him against her body.
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She was growing eager, the burning desire between her legs almost too much to handle. A small fidget showcased this as Imhotep loomed over. Butterflies in her stomach danced eagerly as he nipped at her. Glancing down she saw his member grow, unsure as to if, or even how she'd manage. Last time went so badly, the pain and all the blood. He'd only just poked himself in and it had done all that damage. If he stayed in long enough to give her his seed, how bad would it be then. Little did she know that it would not happen again. And that that had been merely the price to pay to loose her innocence. He lowered himself down towards her and she held her breath as she waited. He apologised for any forthcoming pain and she closed her eyes and gripped onto him tightly, chest to chest.
A flush of pain his her as he slid in slowly, her size unused and fiercely tight, while his was large and hard, made even tighter by her bracing herself. 'Oh...' she hissed again his shoulder, arching her back as the pain fizzled out and the pleasure set in. Sighing, she moved her hand downwards, checking for any of the damage that had occurred last time. Brushing against Imhotep's sunken member and her own filled entrance, she swept her finger and pulled it back to where she could see it. Her attention lost for a moment, she beamed, 'There's no blood! Hugging him tightly, she leant back down and waited. Soon he began to move and this cause a moan to rise from the girl, her hips rising and taking him deeper. The medic began to move with him, slowly getting faster.
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Your crusade's a disguise
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Abuse power with greed
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There was still a hum of pain inside her, and she dully assume it would stay there for a while as Odessa was still not used to his large size and the fact that she was stretched almost beyond what she could handle. This made her subconsciously keep closing her legs, but when she was finally able to pull herself from her thoughts and pleasure, she moved around. Sneaking lower down and tilting her lower end up, opening her legs until her hips ached, she gave him full access. The position would allow him to drive deeper, which would aid in bringing puppies into her body. Odessa groaned as he dug deeper, her nails digging into his back and her hips slamming into his in a desperate attempt to find pleasure. Squealing she called out her mate's name, 'Immy!' She knew why she was doing this. To be a mother. And she queried to herself whether he'd still lover her after she'd had puppies. And even before that, when she was high maintenance and crabby.
Something told her yes. She tightened around him, then pain within her burning but dulled by the adrenaline and passion they made together. The medic moaned and pulled him closer, and deeper. He spoke and she smiled, 'Do it...' As much as she enjoyed the slow paced passion, Odessa wanted him now. Wanted to be full with him puppies ASAP. As an almost adult she was still filled with the childish impatience. She wanted a family so much.
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