04-11-2009, 02:01 PM
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The raise and fall of waves gently pushed Jazper into consciousness. Laying down he was warm and barely aware of anything around him yet. A tiny growl rumbled quietly, almost a purr, inside of him as the sound of the waves grew louder. His ears flicked back trying to block out the sound with a inward whimper. Was it really time to wake up? Becoming fully aware of his own body a large hand flung up to his head with a groan. This was a feeling he knew all too well. Taking a deep breath to try and clear his head only to result in his nose wrinkling up. Why did his hand smell like ass!? Transferring his attention to the rest f his body he attempted to remember what happened last night. Drinking obviously, his body was sore, but a good sore..and his hand smelt like ass..yay?
Feeling weight lift off of him followed by a thump he opened an eye to see a white blur on the floor. Why did light have to be so bright? Blinking the figure became more clear. A white lanky male with a stuffed bear was staring up at him, he seemed almost scared. Jazper began to rack threw his mind there was a white wolf with him, a beautiful white female. He vaguely remembered the pleasure she had given him. Looking down at the male he rolled his eyes. With a grunt he got to his feet and looked out the door in search of the girl. Where could she be? Sniffing the air he smelt no other scent but the lanky male's. Turning with a frustrated grumble he looked at the boy on the floor, “What the fuck did you do with my girl?” He growled sharply, half expecting the submissive wolf's bear to turn into the girl at any second.
The raise and fall of waves gently pushed Jazper into consciousness. Laying down he was warm and barely aware of anything around him yet. A tiny growl rumbled quietly, almost a purr, inside of him as the sound of the waves grew louder. His ears flicked back trying to block out the sound with a inward whimper. Was it really time to wake up? Becoming fully aware of his own body a large hand flung up to his head with a groan. This was a feeling he knew all too well. Taking a deep breath to try and clear his head only to result in his nose wrinkling up. Why did his hand smell like ass!? Transferring his attention to the rest f his body he attempted to remember what happened last night. Drinking obviously, his body was sore, but a good sore..and his hand smelt like ass..yay?
Feeling weight lift off of him followed by a thump he opened an eye to see a white blur on the floor. Why did light have to be so bright? Blinking the figure became more clear. A white lanky male with a stuffed bear was staring up at him, he seemed almost scared. Jazper began to rack threw his mind there was a white wolf with him, a beautiful white female. He vaguely remembered the pleasure she had given him. Looking down at the male he rolled his eyes. With a grunt he got to his feet and looked out the door in search of the girl. Where could she be? Sniffing the air he smelt no other scent but the lanky male's. Turning with a frustrated grumble he looked at the boy on the floor, “What the fuck did you do with my girl?” He growled sharply, half expecting the submissive wolf's bear to turn into the girl at any second.