Remnant of the Past

Jaden Ohanzee · 10-13-2012, 09:53 PM

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Jaden’s thinking was quite simple. Instead of a bath that has not physical value, why would Amy not decide upon something she could sell and gain a profit from? It seemed like an honest deal that any true merchant would have been glad to make. Amy was no honest merchant though and she was quite set on demeaning him. She took his throat and he did little to struggle against the dangerous hold. He watched her, anger at the attack flashing over his features. But he was powerless in her claws. It would only injure him now to fight back pointlessly. He would need to tip the table in his favor.

Nothing could be done right away though. So he played the part Amy believed him fit. Slowly his anger faded into a shamed gaze. He licked lightly at her face and began to plan how he might do it. Was he truly going to risk himself and try to kill this dog? Was it what was best for his pack? It didn’t take much reasoning to see that taking Amy out of the equation was best for every pack. How could he submit to her? To a murderous dog? If he held the true values of the pack he lived for then he could not.

But she didn’t know that.

Amy didn’t understand Jaden and that would be his weapon against her. Tenderly and without looking at the demon of a woman he would go about cleaning her face. He treated her with the same care as he might a lover. Such would be the actions of a submissive wolf. He would continue to wash her and trail down her neck if she let him, missing not a single place as she asked. Before continuing down her chest he would seem to stop a bit awkwardly Turn… he would request lowly still without looking at her, please.

Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.

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