M - kedi köpek kavgası

Levent Kartal · 12-04-2011, 09:54 AM

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Either way, up to you. xD I put an M rating just in case, though I don't imagine we'd play anything out very long if we want to get to something after it. :3

Levent was no stranger to intimate trysts such as this; perhaps it was only suiting, as that was how he had been conceived. He walked with a quiet confidence, following the woman and letting his pale blue eyes now fully watch the light swing of her hips. While he was generally open when it came to flirting and staring, Amy had commanded caution and respect when they first met, and his priorities led him to think of her in other ways than how he did now. Now, the power that she carried in her toned cream-furred body was attractive if no less dangerous. He would still be watchful, heeding his feline companion’s caution, but being uptight was not his style.

He ascended the stairs a few paces behind the blonde woman, waiting for her to open the doors. He paused at the doorway to the room she finally entered, letting out a low whistle of awe at the fur-covered bed and the other decorations of the fresh room. Running the trade here definitely had its perks, and he knew that he’d be living the fancy life for at least a brief blissful time.

Amy turned to him, and Levent flashed a charming grin. He crossed over to her, one hand lifting to touch her cheek while he moved in for a soft kiss, hoping to take advantage of her leaning posture and push her gently back onto the fur blankets.

Amy Sunders · 12-04-2011, 11:31 PM

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Amy responded to the kiss by pushing into it. She felt herself lower, and drew her hands up his body. Teasingly Amy ran her hands across his chest, feeling the thick fur. It was nice. Pulling back from the kiss Amy moved down, tickling his cheek.

Relaxed now Amy let her ring slide off, forgetting the poison inside. There was no need for such at times like this. If she truly wished him dead it would take but a moment of her teeth closed around his throat. Amy let out a low growl, the beast inside her rampaging. Her tail whisked over, brushing them both. Her clothes remained in the way, but for the moment Amy was glad of that. To remove them would be to remove the last of her chains, and she was waiting for Levent to choose that moment.

Levent Kartal · 12-05-2011, 12:08 AM

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The pressure from her end of the kiss made the brown wolf growl softly. She shifted her body underneath him then touched his creamy chest, and his hands moved from lightly touching her to the bed. He braced himself with his arms for a moment as he nuzzled into her hair.

“Sen çok seksisin...” Levent murmured, sweet-talking her, flashing another smile before he watched her remove a ring that he’d noticed only as a sign of prosperity while they were eating. It was discarded from her finger and from her mind the moment she set it aside, and he drew back to look at her again, making a show of his roaming pale blue eyes. Regardless of who he slept with or what gender, he always wanted the other luperci to feel attractive; they could be egotistic if they wished. Confidence made for more passion.

He reached out to touch her cheek affectionately before deft fingers opened her blouse, pulling the sleeves so her upper half could be freed. He paused the conquest to remove her clothes for a minute, coming near her again, licking her neck then making his way slowly down to her breasts, paying each an ample amount of attention.

Amy Sunders · 12-05-2011, 12:24 AM

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Amy growled softly, enjoying his stare. She knew she was beautiful, often using it to lure others to their their doom. That didn't mean she didn't appreciate the attention. As he moved down Amy whined with pleasure, wrapping her arms around him. Her claws dug in briefly as he circled around her breasts, drawing a gasp from her. Nuzzling down Amy pushed into his arms, the last chains becoming unbound.

With the restrictions gone the beast took over. Amy eyed her prey lustfully, nipping his ears playfully. He was hers now, being claimed with each movement, each entanglement. By the time she was through Levent would be hers alone, with no one elses' claim fighting hers. For a moment the cat flashed in her mind. A growl came from Amy's throat as she pictured her rival. It wasn't her style, though. Instead she allowed her hands to wander down, playing with his parts. She stroked them softly, lulling them up.

Levent Kartal · 12-05-2011, 12:54 AM

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The feeling of her claws digging lightly into his back made Levent grin; he would aspire to recreate that again and again if he could. Knowing that he was giving her pleasure made him feel good, allowing him to feel arrogant and attractive just as he was trying to make her feel. It was silly, but sex was never supposed to be a serious affair, anyway.

With one last lick, he pulled away and smiled as she nuzzled against him, using that moment to tug her jeans off in a smooth motion. He chuckled at the teeth grazing his ears and ran his pale fingers through her hair, the scar on his lip quirking as he smirked at her.

“Are my ears going to survive this encounter, Amy?” the brown male teased, some of his dark mess of hair falling into his face as he tilted his head. He began to add something else before her hands descended lower, causing his breath to hitch. This was no longer a time to talk. He panted shallowly then kissed her again, massaging her neck and shoulders and breasts as he shifted forward onto the bed.

Amy Sunders · 12-05-2011, 01:18 AM

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If Amy was focused she would have snarled at his words. It was a waste for her, instincts driving her through. Skillfully she arched upwards, rubbing teasingly against his body. Her brown eyes flickered as they met his pale ones. All she wanted at the moment was here before her, offered up on a silver platter.

Crooning softly Amy moved her hand to his shoulder, tracing through the fur. Every once in a while she nicked him lightly, enjoying the feeling. His hands traveled over, massaging her body right where she wanted it. An answering whine called to his panting breath, asking for relief.

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Levent Kartal · 12-05-2011, 12:09 PM

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Levent growled as her body arched underneath him, and he pulled himself onto the bed and onto her, licking her neck. They both knew what they wanted—if it hadn’t been obvious the moment both set foot in the room, or even when the woman made her offer at the table—and there was no point in prolonging this. Perhaps he would have taken his time kissing and whispering were this a more romantic meeting, but it wasn’t. He wasn’t deluding himself to the fact that he just met this woman; he was attracted by her power and confidence, by the thought of being on equal standing with her, tearing away the polite façade she’d put on when they shook hands at the bazaar.

He settled onto her for a moment, her pelvis cradling his, and gently rubbed her shoulders one last time before slipping inside. His hips moved steadily, his arms straight as he kept most of his weight off of her. He would let her choose the pace; every man and woman he slept with was different, and the focus would be on her and her pleasure right now.

Amy Sunders · 12-05-2011, 01:24 PM

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In that moment Amy felt pure ecstasy. A cry escaped her lips as Levent thrummed inside her, each thrust bringing a new wave of pleasure. Desperately her hips arched up, trying to intensify the feeling. Amy wrapped around him, her claws digging in. Lost in the moment she snarled, her teeth coming out. In a flash her teeth sunk into his shoulder, scarring it.

The bite was deep, stopping just before it hit bone. Amy's eyes gleamed as she tasted the blood that flowed from it. This was the moment she loved the most, when they joined and she claimed her lover as her own. Pulling back now she licked at the wound, cleaning it from possible infections. It was her mark, letting people know who he belonged to. As long as Levent wandered where Amy held power, people would care for him. Closing her eyes Amy lost herself once more into the rhythm.

Levent Kartal · 12-05-2011, 02:49 PM

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Oouuuuuccch!

Her cry brought a grin to the man’s mouth, and he rocked his hips harder into hers. Her arms snaked once more around his lean body, fur brushing fur as she clung close, the tips of her claws once again digging into his brown fur and skin. He took advantage of this to wedge an arm underneath her body, holding her at such an angle that his thrusts could go deeper.

The snarl close to his neck did not give him pause—it only accelerated his rhythm if anything. However, an unexpected burst of pain in his shoulder as she bit him made him freeze, slipping out. Her teeth sank deep enough for him to smell his own blood, the agony creeping along his bone and causing an anguished cry to leave his mouth. “Siktir!”

His first thought was of Wilson—that the cat had been right, that this woman was too dangerous to associate with. All she needed was to turn her head and bite into his neck, tear his jugular vein, and his life would end. It was too damn easy, and he was so damn stupid. He bled onto the bed, sticky red fluid coursing down his back and chest, his face contorted into a grimace of pain as he realized how vulnerable he was.
But then Amy lapped at the wound. He might have thought she was relishing the taste of his blood, that she was a sadist trying to cause him pain while she was pleasured. It might not have been too far off, but she stopped after a moment, and he realized that she’d been tending to the bite that she’d caused.

Levent growled, pushing her down into the mattress, hands gripping her shoulders. “You’ve pissed me off,” he snarled, leaning down to growl huskily in her ear. “Stupid kaltak.” His anger was evident in his trembling, but he only pushed himself inside her again, venting his rage—pummeling into her, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body. He rasped his tongue over her skin again and again, pain and irritation melting into ecstasy, his body hunched close over hers.

Amy Sunders · 12-05-2011, 03:23 PM

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His reaction was not unexpected, if uncommon. Few dared to tell her off, and even less tried to take out their anger on her. Amy snarled low in her throat, eyes dancing with delight. The push back was unexpected. Amy let a cry escape, startled by the movement. She'd never been with someone outside of her control before, and it was a rollercoaster.

Amy laughed as he rocked harder into her, moans of pleasure intermingled. She was completely dominated, at least in this moment. The ice queen's facade was shattered, leaving a girl riding giddy waves of pleasure. It almost hurt, the pressure with which he thrust. It faded into pleasure as time passed though, leaving her more and more drained.

Levent's rough tongue caressed her body. Panting Amy met him with a few messy licks of her own, hitting his shoulders and snout. Gentle now Amy let the beast be rechained. Her caresses became soft as she murmered to him. It was nothing with words, just sweet noises of enjoyment.

Levent Kartal · 12-05-2011, 05:50 PM

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The wrestle for dominance, if it could even be called that, was brief. Her expression egged him on before she cried out, first in surprise then in pleasure, and the dark-haired man brandished his teeth. He did not know if he would ever see her again, or what would become of this interlocking in the room, but he would not be treated like a toy to be played with then ripped apart. His shoulder hurt like hell, bleeding intermittently, and while his original intent was to hurt her in retaliation, Levent was no monster. He knew she would draw pleasure from his heavy thrusts, but it would put her in her place. They would be equals again once she got the idea.

Her tongue flicked across his shoulders and muzzle, and he let the growl die down in his throat as he nuzzled her briefly. Knowing he wouldn’t last much longer with his previous aggression, he paused and took some time to caress her breasts, licking her more gently as he lay between her thighs. He forgave her with fingers tangled in her blonde hair and the other hand moving to the hot place between them to stroke her even as he began to thrust again, blue eyes intent on hers as he finally let a smirk play at his lips.

“Iyi,” the wolf praised, bending to kiss her briefly.

Amy Sunders · 12-05-2011, 06:13 PM

The climax reached Amy sunk down, bringing her lover with her. It seemed he had energy to go on, but her purpose had been fulfilled. He had been contracted to her, and that's what mattered. Amy didn't care whether or not he knew the significance of the bite she gave him. It was a mark to her, telling Amy that Levent's soul was her property. It would grant him favors, as required of one favored by her. There would be a price as well though, one that he had managed to partly pay. He had entertained her, and offered to buy her more rare offers.

If this keeps up I just might want you to live forever. Her voice was muffled, drowsy in the pillow. Her hand ran down his fur lightly, briefly touching his wound. Amy studied it for a moment, making sure that it was doing it's job. The marks of her fangs were clear, giving way to the smaller slices from her claws. It made a delicate pattern, one brutal and primitive in nature. That part was locked away now, and Amy would play the civilized trader once more.

Levent Kartal · 12-05-2011, 06:34 PM

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Levent down gently, settling his body more beside hers than on it so that she wouldn’t have to deal with his weight, though he wasn’t the largest of luperci. He rested his muzzle against her neck, breathing quietly as he recovered, content to simply lie close to her. While other males were the types to roll over and fall asleep or otherwise leave once they were finished, the Turkish merchant liked the close company of another.

Her muffled words caused his ears to perk and his eyes to seek hers out, though they instead followed her attentions to his wound. He knew that it would leave a clean scar, not unlike the one on his lip, though this one was a lot more violent than the last time. He frowned slightly, having no idea of the significance of the mark, figuring instead that she had just taken the biting thing too far. He knew some canines got off on it, so he couldn’t really judge her. Gently he took her hand and pulled it away from his wound to his chest, where he trapped it without real force so that she could pull it away whenever she wanted.

“If only,” Levent said instead in agreement with her remark, but while they might have been a casual whisper from anyone else, there was a slightly choked emotion and drive behind the two words.

Amy Sunders · 12-05-2011, 08:05 PM

For a short time Amy relaxed into Levant's arms. She'd heard the hunger in his voice, and accepted it. It made her feel safe, understanding what drove the male. If she didn't understand it Amy would have been a lot more tense, afraid of dropping her guard. Instead she wasted precious time in his arms, unafraid of being harmed. Many would have tried to kill her, but she didn't think he'd be one of them.

After Amy sat up, swinging her legs over the edge. She couldn't waste much time. There were still appointments to keep, payments to collect. She was looking rather forward to the one coming up. The man had fallen behind, and Amy had managed to secure this as a personal appointment. She would deal with the whelp instead of one of the pointless lackeys that got in her way.

Gracefully she swept her ring up, placing it back upon her finger. The poison replaced Amy felt secure. It would kill one instantly with a single prick. She grabbed her blouse from the ground, pulling it over. You're welcome to stay longer if you'd like. I'm afraid I have to go though. She left the blouse open, allowing him a full view if he wished. Her jeans were pulled on and buttoned before she finally turned her attention back to the blouse, doing it up. Bestowing one last smile on her new pet Amy swept out of the room, master of all she beheld.

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