08-28-2009, 06:50 AM
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Thanks to Akumu for the table!
Now it's my fault for being slow. XD <3
There was cool at her back, the rough surface of the cave wall against her back. The humidity had left a thin sheen of condensation on the rock, though it was absorbed by the matron's silvery fur instantaneously and thus went unnoticed. Even if it had been covered in gooey slime it was unlikely the hybrid woman would have noticed anyway, what with Jacq's hands expertly touching her, roving and gently stroking her scarred flesh. She inhaled sharply as his fingers traced her ribs and exhaled in a soft, pleased growl as his hand found her breast. The woman's off-white teeth left his neck for a moment, her own head tilting back for a moment as he touched her.
That single fire-gold eye had half-lidded, her flesh electric and alive where he touched her old wounds, places others had been drawn to but never dared to trace as openly as he did, his fingers smoothing over the broken flesh firmly. There were no thoughts of this being done to memorize her, no deep, loving attachment here. This was blind attraction, simple and animalistic and pure. The silver canine's words escaped in a throaty rumble, sodden with the lust that had overtaken both creatures. "Please do, my king." Though the Inferni coyote held no allegiance to this man, he would surely be her king for the next hour or so.
The Lykoi woman shifted so the wall bore most of her weight, one of her legs planted firmly to the side while the other lifted and bent at the knee to rub along his leg. Her hands found his hips, her thumbs admirning their sharp, strong lines for a moment as her fingers drew along his sides to his back. Her palms pressed against him gently for a moment, beckoning him ever-closer to her. There was a visible tremble from the coyote as his tongue found her cheek and the split flesh there, her coal lips finding the sensitive, softest ridge of his lower ear for a moment.
There was cool at her back, the rough surface of the cave wall against her back. The humidity had left a thin sheen of condensation on the rock, though it was absorbed by the matron's silvery fur instantaneously and thus went unnoticed. Even if it had been covered in gooey slime it was unlikely the hybrid woman would have noticed anyway, what with Jacq's hands expertly touching her, roving and gently stroking her scarred flesh. She inhaled sharply as his fingers traced her ribs and exhaled in a soft, pleased growl as his hand found her breast. The woman's off-white teeth left his neck for a moment, her own head tilting back for a moment as he touched her.
That single fire-gold eye had half-lidded, her flesh electric and alive where he touched her old wounds, places others had been drawn to but never dared to trace as openly as he did, his fingers smoothing over the broken flesh firmly. There were no thoughts of this being done to memorize her, no deep, loving attachment here. This was blind attraction, simple and animalistic and pure. The silver canine's words escaped in a throaty rumble, sodden with the lust that had overtaken both creatures. "Please do, my king." Though the Inferni coyote held no allegiance to this man, he would surely be her king for the next hour or so.
The Lykoi woman shifted so the wall bore most of her weight, one of her legs planted firmly to the side while the other lifted and bent at the knee to rub along his leg. Her hands found his hips, her thumbs admirning their sharp, strong lines for a moment as her fingers drew along his sides to his back. Her palms pressed against him gently for a moment, beckoning him ever-closer to her. There was a visible tremble from the coyote as his tongue found her cheek and the split flesh there, her coal lips finding the sensitive, softest ridge of his lower ear for a moment.