11-06-2009, 06:58 AM
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| http://digital-bonsai.com/katew/rp/char ... _tears.jpg); background-color:#0E141B; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:246px; padding-left:15px; padding-right:15px; padding-bottom:10px;"> -vomits another post- D: HEADACHE PLZ GO AWAI KTHX The silvery wolf was absolutely shocked and amazed that he'd gotten this far, this fast with such a pretty girl. He'd barely gotten her name before he'd gotten a faceful of her lips, though he certainly wasn't complaining. She sure had felt him, and though Char was intensely embarrassed he couldn't help himself, damnit. What did she expect, being a pretty girl and all? He would've never forced himself on her, but he wasn't about to be totally shamed for his body responding naturally. It wasn't long before there was another voice added to the mix, and though Char didn't recognize it, he didn't instantly break from the kiss, taking just a moment more before he separated from her, turning to face the source of their interruption proudly. Now he was embarrassed about being turned on, since there was another dude here and all—but Charon didn't have very long to be embarrassed, since the canine's fist careened toward his face and struck him right beneath the eye, sending him careening backwards until he fell flat on his back, utterly dazed and confused. For a smaller thing, the coyote was damn strong, and the blow had taken Charon utterly by surprise. He was almost knocked out, but the sound of an angelic voice pleading for mercy on him brought him back to consciousness, and he realized maybe Halo could get hurt. It didn't register in his head that she'd used the man's name; after all, he was an idiot and he'd just been hit square in the face. Mustering a growl, the wolf started to shuffle to his feet, though he was still a bit dazed and it made him dizzy to try. "Now see here, mister, ain't nothin' wrong here," he grunted, getting up to his feet. "Don't you hurt her, or I'll kill you, I swear it," he said, gathering every ounce of menac e in him—which wasn't very much. |