If Not For You

Anu · 05-04-2010, 09:21 PM

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we can keep moving along or fade to black. I'm around, just a bit volatile in my status and activity... not sure whats what. this = good distraction <3

There was a world in him. A world that she did not know, could hardly see, would never understand. He was everything she wasn’t, everything she could never love. But she did not know those things, she did not see them. What she saw was a bravery, a solid form that stood against everything that had scared her in the past. And to her surprise.; this world did not drift away. She was not meant for it, just as equally as it was not meant for her and yet he touched her back. Equally with the same gentle tentativeness that Anu felt as her fingers fell to meet the muscle of his shoulder, the curve of his neck. She hesitated for a moment, but then let her lithe fingers soak themselves in the rough over coat and reach the soft feathers that lay beneath it.

He held her there. No longer a vision that could leave her life in silence and contentment. No longer rooted in place on her own accord the Dreamer watched his eyes, and fell so deeply into the powers that raged beyond them. She needed him, needed him to hold her there or risk her own flight from this world. Her heart raced, and had been and yet the female found that she only now noticed its excited rhythm.

She kissed him. Slowly and softly at first. Her hand moved instinctively to the back of his neck, fingers finding the long mane that fell back his shoulders and intertwining within it as she grew from hesitant to passionate. He may have done terrible things, he may be a murderer and believed himself lost in an unending battle with his conscious or with his guilt or god. He may have been left, his heart scattered like ashes years ago in a fire Anu knew nothing of. But she needed him, just as he was. Faults, his fire and his rage.

Gabriel de le Poer · 05-05-2010, 01:55 PM

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300+. Powerplayed a lot, I hope you don't mind. You also have permission to do the same. :]

She smelled like pine and the wet air, overpowering the smoke from his small fire and the storm outside. He could not focus outside of her alone. Then her mouth was his and he sought to taste her, to breathe in her breath and know her as his own. Her need became his own. Gabriel could not recall the last time he had needed someone as much as he needed her—perhaps the last time he had seen Faolin, or perhaps the day he had last seen Jezebel—but these were memories he could not recall. All that mattered was her, and the desire that had consumed him ultimately.

Gabriel leaned forward, his arms reaching to seek to spread around her. That heat in his stomach was now like fire, and it was a desire that did not intend to wait. His body became needy. With a sudden thrust he pushed inside of her, parting her with little grace and seeking depth. Dimly, he was aware that he needed her to understand. He needed her to feel him and learn that he was a monster, he was wicked, and he was not the man she thought he was. He was not meant to love her. She was a familiar person, and he needed to conquer her because she was something he would never be able to love. She had given her heart away to someone else.

His mouth opened, but he did not speak. He began to thrust, slowly at first, staring down into her eyes. This was the only time he would ever be able to have her as his own. A part of him was aware of this. She would never again be his. The speed of his thrusts rose, as he sought to penetrate her as deeply as possible, to make certain that he (and she) would not forget the night. Outside, the thunder rolled and the storm went on, reflecting them.

Anu · 05-05-2010, 02:32 PM

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sounds good! also; thanks for adding all the warnings...

He leaned into her, and she felt the weight of his body against her and accepted it. Her hand moved upward, reaching to hold his head and the mane that was attached. She had worried that he would accept her, thought that maybe he would push her away and deem it inappropriate. No, he wanted her. And through all the turmoil that had hid beyond her gaze, the small tentative motions of her fingers became a grip that spoke what she had no voice to say. They wanted each other.

He smelt of Earth, she found it on him so easily. No matter how he wished to live beyond or above. No matter how distant from the world he wished to be. It found him. His weight was unfamiliar, but she wrapped her free arm around him to hold him closer. She was ready, but accepted him with a breathless gasp. Her voice called out, a name on her tongue and yet the syllables could not be formed.

Claws felt his flesh, her thighs spread to accept his form between them and Anu surrendered to him completely. This was not her way to love, and she did not feel that here. It was foreign, and yet the craving was to overpowering to let her heart speak out against it. Her breath came quickly, eyes locked with his as she let him take her just as she took what she wished from him.

She could no longer be the one to guide and teach, to please and succumb to the gentle touch that was so normal. No longer did her voice seem soft as the gentle passing of a breeze between to leaves. It did not flutter or shine with the raze of the moon. The woman cried out with pleasure and force, the hand running alone his side to hold her claws against his hips with an almost painful encouragement to continue and not spare her any length.

Gabriel de le Poer · 05-05-2010, 09:21 PM

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300+. No problem! :]

Her body sought to hold him, to take him as he intended to take her. They were, for the moment, locked alone in a place that did not belong to them. Two bodies, one made of fire and the other made of moonlight, contained by a spring storm that would bring life just as they did. Gabriel did not thing about this. He was not thinking about outside of her face, her eyes, her scent, and the heat that radiated from within her. He needed this. He needed her, and could not understand why he had not sought to take her sooner. The firelight burned behind him, but he no longer considered it, just as he no longer considered the storm outside.

She dug her nails into his broad shoulders and he grunted, ivory teeth exposed as he panted out every breath. Each trust was met with her own motion, and each time she shifted her hips it was ecstasy. He did not think of the lost women, who had abandoned him before. He did not think about regrets or that perhaps this was a mistake. What he thought about was the every growing need to reach a pinnacle and leave himself thinking of nothing.

A cry broke from her mouth and he let out a guttural growl, eyes flashing in the firelight. Gabriel was a beast moved now by his needs. His thrusts became deeper, more frantic. Both arms wrapped around her waist and her back, pulling her up. Muscles built out of combat and three wars supported her with hardly any effort—and he held her almost roughly, almost as if he had no control. Upwards, deeper, he was growling and breathing heavily, desperate to reach a point he could barely remember. His mouth opened wide and wrapped around her throat, holding her in place, needing to feel every part of her.

Anu · 05-06-2010, 12:51 PM

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She had never felt this way. So immediately willing, a single touch was all that drove them both into a frenzy. It had been building, starting at a moment that would always be lost to her. She would wonder, when the aftershock no longer shook her core, had it been only when she had know him to be more then a carnal beast or had she felt it in the instant she saw him and felt the hostility that he had raised inside her. It was power that she had never touched before. With all the others she had never reach this point, a place where she lived in herself as much as she wished him to live within her. She could take what she pleased; worrying little in what she gave him. There was little concern if any. It was what she wanted; everything he had to offer.

Their souls did not touch, and yet Anu claws into him and watched as his teeth gleamed in the slow light. She wanted every part of him, and cared not how she reached it. There never seemed to be enough, and the wolfess wrapped her legs around him in the search for more. Pleasure washed over her face, her voice lower and less veracious, as his movements grew even more hostile. She pulsed, her heart no longer living behind her ribcage, and hand drew upwards once more to hold him close.

His mouth found her neck and she did not expect his tongue to caress her there. Her chin rose to expose the tender flesh, and she not flinch as his teeth were felt there. The helpless woman could feel the pulse beat against the sharp fangs and her exhilaration and sensitivity rose at the possible risk. The wave crashed against her, and she gave no resistance to the nails that dug into his back as she succumbed to the pleasure that he brought her. Her breath was held, and her blue eyes shut out against the world as she reached her peak and took every liberty to enjoy the vibrations.

Gabriel de le Poer · 05-06-2010, 01:20 PM

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I figure we should probably have an awkward follow up where he walks her home, then later she can tell him the news. ;]

This was not love. This was want. It was need. It was desire and passion and nothing more or less then the moment they were in. He gripped onto her back and her throat and felt blood running under her skin, though he would not break it. The growl in his throat was now echoed by her own; he was changing her, by doing this. He would never break her. He would never do more then what she wanted. Yet the feral sound that he felt in her throat was enough to tell him that she was with him in this.

The need intensified and he felt the heat turn solid. Her body arched against his and he thrusted into her being, needing now to complete that primal urge and lock himself with her. She went rigid before this, though it was only a hair’s breath—then he pushed himself into her fully, felt her body wrap around his knot and bring his own staggering orgasm. He shuddered heavily and rocked into her, breathing through his teeth and nose, eyes shut against what surely would have been a light bright enough to blind him.

Then, slowly, he released her throat. He was bound to her still, and gingerly help to lower her onto the pile of dirty blankets and fur below them. One arm wrapped around her protectively, and he nudged his nose into the back of her neck, into her hair. He felt tired, so tired, and was content for the first time in forever to be alone with someone else and think about nothing outside of the small space that they had made their own.

Anu · 05-06-2010, 03:20 PM

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totally agree. end here? start another?

Maybe things would never change. The world would return to its cycles, it would turn and history would repeat and she would still feel beyond its light and feel like it was drifting away from her. Always reaching and searching for the Sun. But here in the moments that they spent together there was no other world but their own. And it was nothing she had every known. It was without everything she sought in the past, it was lost to the trials and the unknowing, gone the patience and the wistful hopes for love and to protect another that could not help themselves. All of that was so very far from her.

She felt the heat surround her, fill every inch of her being and it was met by the male in intensity as he brought it to her core. She took all the rage and the fire, and accepted every part of him. Her claws clung to his back, and she panted with haste as she felt him pulse within her. Her eyes opened, hearing his rapid breath as it heaved into her neck. Her chest rose and feel against him, the woman looked into the nothing that lived beyond them as she fell into the daze of the aftermath.

Blue orbs blinked slowly, and then closed as his arm wrapped around her. Anu found her breathing steady, and she simply felt him against her and savored it. The relief settled into her muscles, seeping into her bones and deep with in her core. She lay next to him, sheltered from the beyond that always threatened to break her. And, as suddenly as the fury had begun, it calmed.

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