[M] there goes gravity

Selene Vansenza · 02-25-2012, 02:01 PM

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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It may contain very strong language, drug usage, graphic violence, or graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

HIDE YOUR HADLEY. SELENE HAS GONE COMPLETELY BONKERS. Dated MID JULY.

For a couple of days it had been like this. The burning want, the increased scent clinging onto her pelt. Selene had experienced sleepless nights, wrapped up tight in blankets fearful of leaping upon Hadley, fearful of begging him to take away the burning and satiate the cycle's hold. She had become somewhat like an insomniac, eyes wide open in the dead of night when she should normally be asleep, waiting for this to be all over. Hadley probably noticed, making her even more embarrassed to think of doing anything. It was her first cycle, the only one ever had. So foreign, painful even. She wouldn't jump any male who walked by. Even in this event, she only ached for Hadley. Black delicate hands clutched the side of the blanket, resisting to simply crawl into the warmth of his body like a blanket and snuggle right into him, to ask and plead for the thing that she had often dreaded.

Sighing, Selene settled back into the blanket. Without thinking, the tricolored female was asking "Hadley? You still awake?" If he wasn't, her voice was soft enough to not be heard. But if the large hybrid happened to be awake just as well, of course he'd hear her. Rouge eyes blinked shyly as she asked, Sel didn't want to ask him about her cycle or anything. A conversation would certainly be sufficient.

Her naiveté couldn't be helped, couldn't be pushed away despite the need to copulate, deep within the girl was a voice resisting. Pulling away from what nature needed to have done. In the sheets, Sel shuffled over to the massive man. Her tongue lashed out to lap gently at his chest, before resting her head there. After many nights she needed rest, to close her eyes to fall into a pit of unconsciousness. That couldn't be done. Couldn't be helped or cured. "I can't sleep." the woman finally admitted. Her eyes tried to close, to rest and get a few winks. Unfortunately it was difficult and for another night the Vansenza daughter was wide awake like a zombie. Whimpering softly, Selene nudged his chest gently with the tip of her nose. "I feel like its my fault." Sel talked about the heat like he knew, and was fully aware of what was happening to her. Selene didn't want to be a monster. Nothing like that. The tawny coydog felt promiscuous, like a monster just drooling over the thought of some time with Hadley that way. She wasn't a monster. She couldn't be. Did Hadley think of her like that now?

Will you stand when it all burns down. Will you love when it all burns down
Will it end when it all burns down. Will you just let it all burns down

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