[m] We're both sluts but i'm only part time

León Austral · 04-16-2011, 05:27 PM

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WARNING This thread contains: graphic sexual content, graphic violence, or extremely offensive material starting with the 1st post. Reader discretion is advised.

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foredated to the 17th
god my muse sucks today for new threads D:

The man was drunk, no! he wasn't drunk he was tipsy. The Spaniard giggled to himself as he stumbled into a tree, holding himself against its bark for a few moments to steady himself. He was out past AniWaya's borders just walking along his stumbling way. It had been a long time since the man could unwind and relax himself, his daughter's safety and survival always coming first. Now she was safe and he? well he was slowly drinking himself into the ground as a kind of steam blowing off episode.

León took another drink from the bottle grasped in his paw that he had found and relished the heat as it slid down his throat and hit his stomach. León giggled to himself again and let go of his tree. Shaking his head to clear it the drunken man lurched to the side before falling over abruptly. His loud laugh echoed from the trees and he pulled himself back up to his paws. There was a need inside of him, he wanted to lay with a female again, Layla had woken him up since Kailypso's death and now his body hummed with the fire in his veins.

Io Berlin · 04-17-2011, 06:21 AM

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The hybrid wasn't drunk per say, not even tipsy. She was proficient at holding her alcohol, so after half a bottle of whiskey she felt fine. Safe to say it had lightened her mood, but it wasn't as if she had lost any of hre moral judgement. It was easier drinking than facing her problems, so she drank. She had many more bottles in her bag and so she had disappeared into the darkness so that none of her pack mates would see her should she get over her limit. Better a stranger found her han someone from Inferni.

If she was correct, she was nearing AniWaya territory. Wolves, she could smell them everywhere, and horses. The latter she didn't mind, she had her own steed and even though he was not trained to the saddle yet, Io still held that when the time came he would be a decent ride. He was larger and stockier than most horses, so she guessed speed was not something that served him. But wolves, now that was something the female could barely stomach.

And as she walked thorugh the trees she saw a male. The brown wolf was drunk. A smiled ripped across Io's face, oh this will be fun, she thought to herself. Letting herself walk forward she called out to the male, 'Wolf'.

León Austral · 04-19-2011, 12:06 PM

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A spoken word snapped the man's attention from his drunken stumbling and giggling and upwards from the floor, his white eyes scoured the forest around him, the two pupils dilated to different diameters showing just how much he had drunk in the past couple of hours. The earth and chocolate colored man took a breath in as his soul orbs came to rest on the female that stood away from him. She was beautiful, slim and small, very small and doggish in appearance with hair that fell all the way to her thighs. The need within him roared ferociously at him, this was a female with which he could easily lay and have fun with, León growled softly in the back of his throat and felt the pull stir in his loins.

The drunken man moved closer to the woman before him, any sign of impaired balance now gone and stared at her body unashamedly and without fear. A slow smile came to his muzzle and he downed the rest of his bottle, letting it fall from his thinkers where it landed on the grass with a dull thud. The alcohol burned pleasantly down his throat and hit his stomach and he closed his eyes momentarily with a soft sigh. When he opened them again they once again settled on the female and her body, he hummed gently under his breath in Spanish and took a few more steps closer to her. The woman carried a bad with her and from the scent of it, it contained more alcohol

"Female." Was his word of acknowledgment to the white and red femme, the alcohol colored his voice and painted it with a strong Spanish accent. León nodded down to the bottle she held within her white paw, "You gunna share that chicka?" His eyes burned in their lust, and his voice conveying that the whiskey was not all he wished to share with her.

Io Berlin · 04-19-2011, 12:32 PM

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Io smiled and let out a sigh of amusement. Oh, this is going to be fun, she thought as she moved in closer. This male sound forgein, like herself, but not the same part of the world she came from. The Mediteranian perhaps? Yes, he sounded like the males she had laid with in the portlands of Iberia. Portugal or Spain, it didn't matter which. He didn't look like much: tall, brown, she guess his white eyes were pretty cool. Nothing special however.

This was a perfect oppertunity to ditch the pups she carried. Looking down to the bulge hidden party behind her hair, she moved forward. 'I may share', her accented voice rang out, 'Depends on what I get in return. I'm not the generous type'. Every word was tempting. Taking her bag off and setting it down on the floor, she smiled, 'I'll have a name first, perhaps'. She knelt down slowly, showing herself off as she reached for her cigarettes and lighter. She lit one, returning the rest of the pack to her bag along with her lighter.

Puffing out smoke was just a side order method to rid herself of her children, as was the drinking. It had been a euphoric moment when she had realised laying with men would not only prove enjoyable to herself, but it would hopefully do the job. Shifting was dangerous, to her and that was all it took to warn her away.

'So', the hybrid woman asked, her accent low in tone and deliberate in speed. 'What have you got to give, słodko?' It never occured to her that she was no akin to a common whore, actually she had been for a while. It didn't matter to her though, as long as she was happy she had no need to stop.

León Austral · 04-19-2011, 01:08 PM

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The female smiled and sighed and León couldn't resist smiling with her and back to her, such a lovely look it brought over her face and the male was enchanted as though by a spell from a witch of magic. Her accent was not of English first tongue like his was but they were not the same again, hers was from higher up in the northern regions whereas his was from low downs but they had something in common in this world full of American and other such canines, they were the foreign ones. The male cocked an ear as she spoke and then shook his head as though to clear his muddled thoughts. The grin was back on his face 'I may share' and he pretend pouted as she dangled tidbits in front of his nose.

He watched her intently and with a predator's gaze as she removed the bag, hearing the clinking from the bottles inside it as it was set down upon the ground. The soft growling was echoing in the back of his throat barely audible in the still air of the slowly coming night. 'I'll have a name first, perhaps' He lifted his head backwards to look down at her as she slowly knelt down upon to the ground, setting herself onto it as she had done her bad of bottles. He didn't hesitate to answer her in a slow heavily lilting voice, "Me llamo León, and what about you piuttosto?" He emphasized the italian word for 'pretty' as he stared at her, the smoke curled up from the end of the cigarette she lit up creating complicated patterns as it was waved this way and that by the slight wind.

His tail flicked and his ears rotated back and forwards, all around him he could hear the sounds of the forest but they were dulled to his ears slightly as his senses focused on the collie hybrid in front of him, his voice was soft and purring as he answered her question,

"I offer you my companionship for the here and now and my body to use how you desire." The Spaniard man raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms. in front of his chest

Io Berlin · 04-19-2011, 01:35 PM

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Taking a violent drag of her cigarette, she sighed and moved closer, 'Io'. It was a simple reply, she could afford nothing else apart from the single word. With the beautiful feeling of the nicotene in her lungs and the twinging feeling in her thighs she was in paradise. With a graceful step forward she was upon the male. 'However I desire?' Io asked, unsurprised by his offer. 'Hmm, what can I think of?' she teased softly. She knew what she was going to do, she was going to use the male. She could possibly rid herself of the other male's seed this way, and it would prove enjoyable to her.

Her hands moved to the males arms, gently moving down to his chest and down further to his waist. Her stomach was not so large that it would prevent her having fun, but it was large enough to be noticed, this male was drunk so it was probable he wouldn't notice. But then again it was blatant to the touch, perhaps he would. She frowned her fears away and smiled as she pressed her hips against him, he was taller than her, so if anything was to happen the would have to get down lower.

Moving away from him abruptly, she strode away to a clear patch of grass, kicking the empty bottle away as she went. Lowering herself to the ground, she relaxed and patted the ground beside her. Io then reached over to her bag and pulled out a few bottles of whiskey. 'Want some?' she asked slowly. She removed the cork and let some of the alcohol fizzle out onto the grass before putting her mouth to the bottle and taking a few sips. She held out the bottle to Leon and took another drag of her cigarette.

León Austral · 04-23-2011, 08:10 PM

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The male inhaled the scent of cigarette smoke and nicotine and felt himself relax just a touch, the drug doing its job on his brain even though he wasn't the one that sucked on the small thin roll up. Her name was short and sharp, rather like herself, the male rolled it around on his tongue "Io... such a nice name." He took a deep breath as she stepped forwards and took in her scent, exhaling slowly as though not wanting to let go of it. A soft grin staying on his muzzle as she asked questions she did not intend for him to answer. He licked his lips as the hybrid woman's hands came to rest on his arms and moved about his body, lower down and his blood began to heat up.

His arms unfolded and his hand raised seemingly of its own accord and came to stroke at the twists of pure snowy hair that fell from her cranium in soft flowing waves. Dimly he noted that her hair was magnificently long almost all the way to her thighs. His thought path wondered from her hair that was thigh length to her actual thighs and his blood heated more in anticipation of what was to come. He knew that they both would enjoy this because they were both looking for just a good time no tangling strings or ties to the other. He growled as she pressed her hips into his and watched her with burning eyes as she then moved away, kicking her empty bottle. Tease..

Still his white orbs watched the woman, gluing themselves to her backside and her hips and the way they swayed as she moved away from him and placed herself upon the ground. Whilst she rummaged around in the alcohol sack she had León moved towards her, his long legs swallowing up the short distance almost immediately. She sat himself down next to the she dog and took the bottle from her when she handed it over, taking a long gulp and letting it slide down his throat before handing it back to the white and red femme.

"So senorita.. have you decided in which was you wish to use me yet?" The male quirked an eyebrow.

Leon does. "Leon speaks." Leon thinks.

Io Berlin · 04-24-2011, 08:36 AM

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'It is character of Greek mythology' Io explained, her voice as dead as usual. She had ignored the compliment and explained the origin instead. She had never let herself fall for compliments however genuine they were. It was just something she lived by.

Io mock thought and smiled slyly. 'I rzeczywiście, panie'. She moved in closer, she knew what she wanted. It was a tease, speaking in a language many didn't know, though however her grin probably secured her intentions.

This male was taller than her by some fair height. Though this male was a wolf, not a coyote like the woman. She kept his eye contact while she doused the cigarette on the stray log and then aimed her eyes up to the sky. She was tempted to get herself another cigarette, but better things were to come.

Moving in even closer she smiled, 'So', her accent rang out sortly, 'Where do you originate from, panie?'

Io reclined against the ground and stared up at the sky longingly. The stars were like tiny diamonds, reminding her of the diamond necklance her father had given her as a younger woman. She frowned, she was perhaps the person she missed most from her old life.

León Austral · 05-04-2011, 12:46 PM

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Her words were foreign to him but he caught the undertones of it and the sly smile that graced her features, his own smile coming back although now significantly less polite and more interested in the female. His head swam mildly and the male had to word hark for a second to focus on her form that shifted closer to his body. As always watching with his white eyes the cigarette was put out with his orbs attached to her face and his tail moved across the long grass behind him, stirring up the blades as though a wind blew through their fragile forms.

She looked to the sky as though seeking solace from the black night, shining stars and the silvery moon and León followed her suit for a few seconds before rolling on his side to face her, his long legs stretching out languidly in the grass. Using his elbow as a prop to hold up his head he one again looked down upon her from a height above her, his eyes stretching cross her body and he noticed the distinctive bulge that her stomach held to it, she was with pup? His gaze lingered before moving onwards, his alcohol addled brain not realizing the significance of this as it would have done had he been sober.

"I come from Spain, glorious Santander, Y tu? And you?"

Leon does. "Leon speaks." Leon thinks.

Io Berlin · 05-05-2011, 01:06 PM

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Io sighed and let her back hit the floor with a soft thud. A small hum escaped her maw. Her silver eyes still pointed to the heavens. She was purporely being vague, making herself more epigamic to the male, like male peacock... only female... and canine.

A sharp chill ran down Io's back. She seemed to have the uncanny ability to sense when people's eyes where focused on her. Slate eye never moving from the twinkling skies, the hybrid spoke, 'What?' It made her uneasy, people looking at her. She could never figure out why, because she knew she was pretty, despite never admitting it. Perhaps it was the horrible cold feeling she got, ironic again, seeing as her home had not been the warmest place in the world.

Internal frustration built up quickly as the hybrid wished she had not snuffed the cigarette. Tidy claws tapped on the floor as both grew silent.

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