[M]New faces, odd places

Jensen O'Callaghan · 01-12-2011, 11:39 PM

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She wants to love me , woah wc 538

How had something so innocent turned so sultry in just a matter of moments when Jensen wasn't even trying? He was used to being the one to turn the tone of the tables, not the other way around. It was a new thing, but it turned out the same way in the end it seemed. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself in the process. It seemed that even when he didn't try he ended up in someone's house. Who would have guessed. Jensen had never loved anyone on a romantic level so he never had any guilt about flirting with people. It was a good thing to him, he didn't feel the need to have a mate or a love of some sort. It was to much work, and restricting to someone like him.

Standing up and grabbing the case which held the violin in the process he used to steps to push off of with his free hand as he stood to his full height. He towered over the girl by about two feet. He was used to being taller than most females. Truthfully, if he ever met one as tall as he, he might be a little put off. "After you, chickadee." He flashed a smile before letting her take a few paces, his long legs had her side next to his in just a moment. Violin case by his right side as he walked in silence before the femme. There was a constant smirk on his face, though subtle and barely noticeable at times

The silence didn't bother him one bit, it was actually calming to a sense. Being alone for his travels for days, sometimes weeks at a time left him familiar with silence. He wasn't exactly the typ to be screaming down the street anyway. He might be irritating, but he's not obnoxious.

Upon arriving at the small woman's house Jensen waited at the bottom for a moment as he looked up at her with an eyebrow seductively raised, it was almost like he was waiting for silent permission. Though he did not wait for a verbal comment before he ascended the stairs to greet her with a grin. "I suppose I can manage that. Though, it depends on the dance of course." He winked at her , orange eyes seeming to glow under the light. He stepped into the house after her and moved to her side. A hand stretched to cup her jaw, fingers reaching from under her jaw to the apple of her cheek as he stared down at her. "Chores can wait." He repeated the words she had said moments ago with a grin on his maw.

His leg stretched behind him to swing the door shut, cutting off the rest of the world. He wanted to see just what she would do. He was no stranger to women, but each was unique. Collecting memories of what they did and said was fun to him, but not in a cruel mental way. He just loved seeing their faces. Every woman was beautiful in their own ways. He just had to coax some of it out of a few of em.

Sky seemed to be doing it on her own.

Sky Rhiannon · 01-13-2011, 12:27 AM

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+351 "She'll never leave me, whoa oh whoa oh oh oh"
Changing tables to something more fitting. Deflower. Flower. Get it? Hah.

Somewhere, in the back of her mind, Sky wondered how good an idea it was to get sultry with someone nearly twice her size. She hadn't noticed on the walk, but as he came up to her inside the house and cupped her face with his hand, she realized just how much taller he was. Then again, something in her mind told her, this might make it even more fun. She smiled some, leaning her head into his hand just a bit, liking the feeling of it. The door shut, and she was snapped out of her little daze.

Time for action. She brought a hand up to his, grabbed hold, and walked backwards to the living room. Her bedroom was simply too far away, and far too cluttered for a guest to see. "Just what kind of dance were you hoping for, sir fiddler?" If he'd followed her willingly, which no one doubts that he did, she'd pull on his arm until her free hand touched his chest, and she looked up at him suggestively, bringing her other hand from his to his chest as well.

She seemed to hesitate, but not in a bad way. Those sapphire eyes darted around his face, taking in each detail for a moment, lips parted slightly, moving as if she had something to say, but somehow unable to say it... then she spoke again, a whisper. Sultry. Tempting. "I'll be your dancer." She ended it with a tiny wink, her tongue pressed to her teeth, tongue-ring held between those front teeth idly. Heh. Today, the ball on it was white. So much for white innocence.

She considered for a tiny second how bad it would look, if they ended up going the whole way. Sky wouldn't be a virgin, for one, and if she ever did become Shawchert's beloved mate, it would be obvious- no, wait, no. No thinking. Just doing. Only do. Don't ruin it with your petty morals, Sky. You want this. You need this. She looked up into those gleaming copper eyes. You want him, if only for a night.

Jensen O'Callaghan · 01-13-2011, 01:02 AM

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Don't trust a hoe, woah wc 554

The girl was so small, but the size of the male did not mean he was some wild brute who liked to break things to show he was a man. Size was just size, he knew how to control himself, and he knew how to treat a woman no matter her size. Just because he stood at over 7' did not mean he was going to act like nothing could hurt him or his strength and size wasn't a bad thing at times. He wasn't ignorant. Some men used being tall and built to match like it was a gift, but to Jensen it was just how he was. He'd be the same if he was a foot or two shorter or taller. Though, being big and well built did seem to get some girls attention, so occasionally it would boost his ego.

He grinned his toothy grin as she grabbed his hand and began to lead him further into the home. He didn't hesitate to follow, he just let her small hand hold his as he took the paces needed to stay beside her. His words perked his ears and his orange eyes met hers with a seductive gaze. "I was thinking you could surprise me. Show me just what you're best at, and I'll show you what I'm best at." He winked at her with the last few words as a deep chuckle rippled through his chest. His tattoo'd left side seemed to glow in the dimly lit home. As her tiny hands were placed on his chest he looked from her hands up across his brow to her face as he moved his hands to the small of her back to pull her close. One hand stayed on his back while the other was brought up to brush some hair from her face and tuck it behind her shoulder.

As her bright eyes seemed to study his frame he smirked, he didn;t have to look so much to study hers. He'd have lots of time to see the little details sooner or later. The words of her being his dancer caused him to nod, his head falling to beside her right ear followed by soft words. "Then show me, just how well that pretty body moves, Sky." He was sure to add emphasis on her name, saying it low and slowly to add seductive effect. His head retracted slightly to watch her eyes. His hearing was on her breathe. He still wasn't sure if she was sure what she wanted out of this. Though by where they were and how they now stood, it was pretty obvious.

Jensen was not a virgin, he hadn't been in a very long time. He was also no stranger to handling one. It was the same, just the beginning was slower, gentler. It was all the same in the end. This was one of the times he was glad he had no emotional attachments. Spontaneous moments like this went without a care, no guilt and no worry.

The male let his head fall as he kissed her softly. This would be one f the final tests to see how serious the small femme infront of him actually was. His hand was still on the small of her back, pulling her into his tattoo'd chest.

Sky Rhiannon · 01-13-2011, 12:30 PM

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+323 "Never trust a hoe"

Down the rabbit hole she went. Girl didn't get much chance to respond, what with the kiss and all. Girl had kissed before, sure, but it was always small and sweet, with Revoldo. This sort of thing was different. Soft, tender in a way. With all the sexual tension built up though, she couldn't help bringing her arms up to wrap around the back of his neck, one hand moving up to lightly play with a strand of his hair, thus deepening it into something a bit more.

Her first kiss as an adult. Her first, albiet short-lived, romance within the pack, and since Revoldo died. Something long dead inside of her sparked, and she pulled back, arms still wrapped up there. Gleaming sapphire eyes took on a slightly different look, pupils taking a second to match eachother. If Jensen were to look closely, and pay attention to this detail, he'd know she was half-blind in one eye.

And yet, the way they narrowed, those pupils, gave her almost a fox-like set of eyes, the dark rims around her pupils giving them a cat-like appearance. Absolutely stunning... then she spoke, soft whispered voice just slightly airy from the kiss.

"I'll do better if you teach me." The younger hybrid didn't want to seperate from him then, carefully, cautiously, pulling his head down for another kiss, pressing tighter against him. That damned faux-fur jacket was warm enough, and with the house protected from the wind and a bit from the cold, plus being pressing so tightly together...

Girl was bound to overheat soon. It probably didn't help that it was a nice light-pink blouse that she wore underneath, a soft, smooth cotton. Her jacket had been undone on the way to her house, so it would be easy to slip off... if they weren't clinging to eachother, anyway. Ah, dear Sky, should've kept it on, and should've stuck to the chores at hand. Tsk.

Jensen O'Callaghan · 01-13-2011, 05:43 PM

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'Cause the hoe don't trust me - wc530

Sky did not deny the kiss that he had started. That was surely a good sign, right? Well, not necessarily in this case. Jensen had no idea who this girl was other than he name at this point. She was part of his pack. He was unaware of who she was involved with, who was involved with her. It could be anyone for all he knew, and in cases like that, there always tended to be one angry face. In that case, they'd just have to deal with it. By the way she wrapped her arms around his neck it was obviously she was not being forced in any way. So other people could just get over it.

As she pulled back from their kiss Jensen still kept his head lowered slightly so he did not tower over her so much like the near goliath he was. His burnt copper eyes stared back into her eyes, they still seemed to have the care free atmosphere, but they were a bit softer, more sensual. Her eyes though, they sparkled like jewels. Encased in her pretty brown face. It made him smile slightly, it gave him the feeling she was some doll that should not be harmed. The girl was absolutely stunning right now, he would give her that. Even with all that clothing on, she seemed so fragile.

He was not given time to respond to her sultry words, teach her, he would do just that if she asked him too. He was not one to deny a lady something, especially under these circumstances. As he returned the second kiss he pulled back after a moment to grin down upon her, orange eyes glowing in the dimly lit living room. "I'd be glad too." His words were an almost whisper, slightly caught on inhaling from the kiss. She was pressed against him then and Jensen was mentally smiling, for someone so small, she certainly let her emotions shine through without hesitation.

A hand was still on the small of her back, though the one that had rested on her face fell to catch the jacket on her shoulders. It was heavy, but not nearly heavy enough for the large hand to have any troubles with as he pulled it from her shoulders. His once busy hand now joined in and eased it from her arms before placing it on the sofa. Though it was already much better without that bulky jacket, she still had a blouse and trousers to deal with. Jensen had only worn trousers that day. Slightly faded black with holes ripped in all the right places it seemed. The knees and one in the thigh, one in the back pocket. He didn't wear clothes much, and if he did you could bet it was only pants.

eThough he pulled her in for another quick kiss, both hands on her face this time as he hunched over to meet her eyes to eye. His eyes half open to watch her face. He would not rush her into this. Now that was just rude, a lady knew when she was ready, and Jensen had all the time in the world.

Sky Rhiannon · 01-14-2011, 12:13 AM

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+364 "She wants to touch me, woah~"

Sky was delighted to lead the show so far, and after she cut him off the the kiss, he pulled back to whisper his response. Was Sky really the following type? Jacket came off, and once her hands were free again, she glad rested them back on his chest, a little lower this time, one clawed finger tracing his tattoo without looking at it. The tip of her claw was sharp, yes, but as it glided across the marks on him, it was shiver-worthy. She held his gaze perfectly, searching almost. What was it she wanted from him? At this point, dinner and a show were long lost thoughts.

Another quick kiss came, and she gladly returned it, and afterwards she was just as happy to stare up into those wonderful eyes again. Be him a dog or a slum, girl was happy to think of him as her knight. A knight in shining armor, there to rescue her from her troubled past, and all the stress of joining a new pack for the first time. She bunched her hands a bit, pulling very lighting on the fur along his chest, and then leaning it a bit closer, if it were possible, without placing another kiss just yet.

"I think it's your turn to lead then." With slightly parted lips, she hovered there for a moment. Those blue eyes couldn't leave his, and for a very tiny moment, she looked unsure. ...now? The voice whispered to her. Yes, she agreed, now. The unsure glint in her eyes was gone then, decision made. Her body gave a tiny shudder, and she had a bit of an airy tone in her voice as she next, erm, whispered. "...I want... I..."

She couldn't put it into words. Instead, she moved up to kiss him again, this time putting quite a bit more passion into it, or rather... lust. Arms went up behind his head again, and it was clear what it was she wanted. The begging in the kiss was hinting towards it. (With neon signs pointing the way. Ahem.) Sometimes, even the most patient of huntresses couldn't wait for the prize. Sky was only canine, afterall.

Jensen O'Callaghan · 01-14-2011, 12:37 AM

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She wants to love me, Woah wc 559

Her hands were so small against his muscular frame, his body seemed to tower over hers. Yet her touch was anything but deniable. She seemed to enjoy having a hold on what was happening. Part of her liekd the control, he could see it in those sapphire eyes he couldn't seem to look away from. Her claws traced his tattoo and a light breathe as released from his chest. It had come to his knowledge shortly after he had gotten the marking that he wasn't the only one who liked it. He was no stranger to the feminine touch, but that did not mean he was immune. His back still tingled slightly as he watched her eyes, but knew where her hands were at all times. He had completely forgotten about cooking and dancing. All thought of such things had been long forgotten.

As she gripped at his fur in their kiss the man grinned, she had a grip. Though it didn't bother him, not in the slightest. Her words caused him to stare deep into those sapphires. Was she absolutely sure about that? Jensen wasn't the type to dally on for to long when he had his eyes set on something. Though the last words she tried to utter assured him that she was sure of the thought. Well, if the lady asked, he would comply. "You don't have to say it." His words were low, a sultry rumble into her ears as he let his hands trace down her back, stopping when they had a grip on her hips.

He raised her up in ease until her head was closer to his, pulling her waist to his as he eased her legs around him for support. This was much easier than being hunched over. The girl smelt lovely, much better than his rustic smell of stone, wood and a masculine aroma. He met her kiss of passion with equal, if not more pressure. He held her hips with one hand still while the other found her hair, brushing it away again before touching her chin, his large hand held a small touch. He did not break the kiss, he just added a seductive depth that was filled with lust.

All thought of who this girl was attached to, her life outside this moment and what he was doing was gone. Nothing else mattered right now, it was just annoyances he might have to deal with later. She certainly wasn't acting attached, and at this point, he'd continue on either way. He wasn't afraid of other people, no matter who they were. Alphas, brutes twice his size. Bring them on, he could handle what they threw at him. The amber and white brute took a step towards the couch, though he did not move further than it's side. He broke the kiss, inhaling with deep lungs. "You're absolutely sure?" He asked her with a toothed grin on his face, eyes filled with lust and a cocky attitude. He was not expecting a negative answer. The hand that was on her face fell behind her neck, stroking her spine in a touch he knew would give her the softest, and even slightly sensual tingles down her spine.

For him, there was no turning back. No regret, no hesitation. Just the pleasurable act that was taunting him in his arms.

Sky Rhiannon · 01-14-2011, 12:55 AM

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+284 "She'll never leave me, whoa oh, whoa oh oh oh~"

Suddenly, her feet weren't on the ground anymore. Jens didn't have to try hard to get those legs around him. Almost instinctively, she adjusted to being up like that, hooking her heels together and wrapping her arms around his neck a bit more, mostly for support. Every touch was felt with sensitive skin, especially that soft touch to her chin. At his return of the kiss, a soft sound escaped her throat, barely audible. Oh ho, was that a moan, miss Sky? Tsk tsk.

They moved, and suddenly the kiss ended, his voice landing on slightly dazed ears. The look in her sapphire eyes was almost irrate, hinting towards her annoyance of words being spoken yet again. Those lips should've been too busy to talk, damn it! She gave him a sarcastic pout, and rolled her head to the side a bit, a few strands of hair falling over her face in just the right places. "Again with that."

Clawed hands gave his neckfur a threatening tug, only to be cut short by the touch along her spine. The reaction was an instant one, and she arched her back at the touch, eyes closing. A sharp intake of hair, and a quiver. Of course, her legs and arms tensed a bit, and the movement led her to unintentionally grind against him. Ah yes, apparently Sky was very sensitive to the whole spine thing.

Turning back... regret... Sky might end up to regret it later, but right now, she was absolutely sure that this was what she wanted. Girl wasn't being patient tonight, either. Maybe if they were both lucky, he'd keep stalling with words and she'd lose interest... unlikely at this point, but still.

Jensen O'Callaghan · 01-14-2011, 01:17 AM

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don't trust a hoe, woah wc 460

The girl had been quick on picking up just how to support her weight against his body as he brought her up from the ground. That had been a pleasant thing, you'd be surprised at how some girls just let themselves fall limp. It was such an annoyance when they did that. The small, barely audible moan that she had let slip made the man grin into the kiss. As if he needed much else to fuel the ego inside of the Irishman. The kiss had continued all the same, whether or not the noise had slipped, he wouldn't sit there and gawk over it.

Well, the look she gave him for the question seemed to answer just fine. She seemed unimpressed by it and it caused the man to laugh through his teeth. Well, he was just making sure. He did not respond to the words, he just let his shoulders roll in an answer as he kissed her hard. He was done with the small talk, and obviously she was too. The hair in her face was sexy, to say the least. His hair was always a bit messy, the locks did get puffed up though, if messed around with enough. It was annoying, to say the least.

The tug on Jensen's fur made him look at her, but before he could even think about it she was pressed to him with both her body and her hips, grinding against him in a pleasurable response. Well, the chickadee had a soft spot on her spine. He'd surely remember that. He was often keen on remembering just what spots made a girl tick.

With that Jensen moved towards the couch, he set a single knee on at first before easing her back onto the cushions, kneeling above her with his hands by her head as he kissed her hard. One knee closet to the back of the couch while the other was opposite on the right side of her body. Pinning he girl below him. The kiss moved from hr mouth to her jaw and down to her neck. No more talk to distract her, he had nothing else to say right now anyway even if he wanted to. A single hand found it's way to the blouse and began to unbutton it from the top up. He did this without even looking, his eyes shut as his lips explored her neck. Whatever happened after tonight was another story. All that crossed his mind was what lay beneath him. The small fragile woman with brown fur and golden locks. His handsome body seemed to engulfs hers on the couch. That was no matter, Jensen seemed to prove that with what seemed to be impeccable balance on the old couch.

Sky Rhiannon · 01-19-2011, 01:07 AM

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+213 "Never trust a hoe" Oh, what, you expected me not to reply? XD ...that's okay, I forgot about this thread, actually. Hah. Hahah.

Sky gladly returned the kisses, and then suddenly, she was on her back on the couch. Girl didn't stop to wonder how she'd ended up there, not having paid much attention, really. She was lost in him, lost in the bliss of lust and pleasure. This only continued as he trailed his kisses down along her jaw line, to her neck. She tilted her head obediently, giving him more access, and at the same time, the attention earned a tiny purring noise, the wolfdog's much more appealing version of a moan. Her hands moved down from his neck, to his chest where she left lines of parted fur, to his back again, gently pressing against his shoulder blades.

She was glad to be rid of the blouse too, moving her arms down to slide out of it quickly. With the occasional shiver of delight making her pause, girl fiddled with the lip of his pants, taking a moment to glare down at them when it didn't go her way. With a soft whimper, she moved her hands to his chest again, letting her head fall back. "Jensenn....! They won't behave." Okay, that was both adorably cute, and somehow, incredibly sexy. It was probably the tone of voice she used. Yeah, that was it.

Jensen O'Callaghan · 01-20-2011, 05:09 AM

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won't trust a hoe

The small wolfdog was so small, so light, she felt fragile, but not to the point where he's take special care. The man kissed along her neck, not paying much attention to the fact she was leaving trails in his fur as her head arched towards him. He continued on, paying attention to both neck and neck and jaw before setting a few frail kisses on her shoulder. He chuckled softly in an almost amused way before he kissed her maw again. Her hands were small, but that was a good thing, he liked small hands. Women with big hands were just...odd.

He was releaved to see she had no problem fighting with the fabric as he pulled it from her earth like body. Though however she seemed to be having much more trouble than he as she fought with his trousers. He looked down at her with orange orbs before grinning. "Need some help?"Accent thick with heavier breath. He was only trying to egg her on. Those voices she used didn't have him in a puddle on the ground, but he was certainly enjoying it. He used a single hand to undo his trousers and pull them off before he worked on hers. He had no difficulty, pulling at the fabric but letting her take them off completely. This was moving fast, but he didn't want to run into everything full speed like a blind bull.His hands left trails in her fur like she had done, though his larger, more defined hands left much wider paths. For a wolfdog, she was quite adorable. The man had never been the hugest fan of woman who showed such prominent signs of dog lineage. It was just a personal preference, not a dislike thing. She though, was quite the cute specimen.

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