[M]Lost then Found

[X'yrin Exultare]

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ooc: 377 Words

What followed after this confession of love was true warmth and a blissful awareness of what transpired. This was a precious exchange worth more than the dutiful trades conducted by her culture, for this is was not something physically to wear or use than be forgotten; it was an emotional enlightenment that would be cherished so long as she was able. And her heart was unwilling to forfeit what it had been blessed with. True happiness was hers… and a simple word of gratitude would not have sufficed to convey it. She withdrew from his neck to look upon him, her muzzle bathed affectionately as he continued his display of love. Smiling she lifted her muzzle to grace his gently pressing the cold flesh of her nose to his before adorning his nose and chin with her fond tongue.

Her need had ebbed only minutely losing its feral edge and was replaced with a more docile, patient aura. Charmed by his affections, she found her contentment in his arms enveloped by the warmth and love of his body. But her longing for him, for all of him, as not absent. The spark of his touch rekindled the smoldering flame, with tinder thrown upon it the further he delved into her. Her claws dug deeper into his shoulders as her body quivered beneath him, no sound other than her moans of bliss slipping from her parted maw. She rolled her hips in time with his, knowing the dance all too well and enjoyed every stroke felt within her tightened walls.

Their measured pace quickened seamlessly as desire outweighed the need to feel. Her prior dormant cravings now emerged fully, again plaguing the woman with feral savagery only ever brought on by her lover. Her moans grew louder as his thrusts became more forceful, his lengthened member hilting within her each time she took a breath stopping her just short of a full intake. His pace was relentless unwavering despite the trembling form latched upon him. Her inner depths clenched tighter around him, the taut muscles strained to their absolute tension, nearly paining the woman as they begged to be released. Her voice mirrored the near unbearable strain whining sharply, pleading to have her release as he reached his.

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[Saluce Tremblay]

Her form rocked with his in this culmination of their night. Her welcoming folds enveloping him each time, his forceful thrusts and speed building with each time, she had after all beg for this. His little vixen wasn’t small by any means, she was Saluce size, and he’d break a lessor woman at this pace. Those little lithe things like Nayru, no she was a woman that seemed to be tailor made for him. His arms wrapped tighter around her, his muscles firing on their own, a low growl emanated from his throat. Their love making had always been a brutal affair; she seemed to awaken the beast in him. His teeth flashed as lips pulled upward, his head swiveling down to nip at her neck, it wasn’t quite meant to be as hard as it was but the bite drew blood. This seemed to only increase his frenzied pace with her.

This time a vicious snarl erupted from his mouth as his coming release slowly started to build. Her welcoming passage was ample conduit for this act, his growl slowly dieing out before a low rumble left his throat. He could feel his knot slowly building to seal the two and he could feel her writhing form beneath him, and knowing she was enjoying this helped him to continue on, his sanity returning for the time being before the final build up.

[X'yrin Exultare]

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ooc: Given permission to pp a bit to get this to a close.

Her body was nearing its breaking point, the taut muscles strained beyond their limits. Literally the whole of her curled down, attempting to alleviate the pleasurable pain. Relentless strides only hastened; the quickening pace driving him deeper with bruising thrusts into her crumbling walls. The break was painfully sudden by both his sharp fangs drawing blood from her throat and the abrupt spring of her inner coil releasing its tension. Her end was coupled with a sound cry deafening her own ears as the howl filled ever crevice of the den. As the tension dissipated as did the volume of her voice, her body grew relaxed, her mind lost to the sea of euphoria.

And her lover was not far behind her. The friction of both member and welcoming flesh brought him to an intense end expelling his essence and knot into the quivering receptive form beneath him, howling of his released that trumped the female's own. He lowered his muzzle with vicious teeth unfurled and at the woman's throat to claim it as his own. His heated pants sent chills throughout her body still wrecked with pleasure. Gently she felt the press of his fangs, acknowledging her submission to him before those treacherous knives were replaced with a tender caress of his muzzle uttering words through gesture that needn't be spoken aloud.

The silence save for their breathing was all the conversation they needed afterward. The mountain above her quaked then carefully lowered upon himself upon his golden queen, basking in the afterglow of their light til darkness closely crept in and it was all they saw.

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