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Noah · 01-24-2012, 06:08 PM

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The male had made the one and only transaction, he had trades some of his older books that he no longer felt like he needed, for some more furs. Amy had wanted the books, there was some about medical usage in plants, and then some was on old human life styles. Really the books where not focused on area of study, that is what the silver male enjoyed most about knowing how to read he was able to study and read whatever he wanted and his mind would not go to waste.
The male was pleased with the amount in which she had given him; he walked away with roughly two pelts for every book. This was enough the male knew he could take with him when he laid out sunning, he did not want to get his coat muddy just in case the silver male would meet someone, it was not what he wanted to be filth dirty and meeting a pretty woman. He was a single male now and had the rights to look around and not feel badly about it anymore.
To the silver Omega it was official that Rendall that he called his beloved, had made the choice to stay behind in the pack lands, and not join her mate, that was fine. He would mange. They were done and over with. He would find bigger and better. The male knew he did not have the best track record with keeping a mate; maybe it was time to stop worrying so much about having a mate, and more about going out and just having fun and trying new things.
The male was now standing on two legs, this had been the first time in a long time that the male had felt okay with doing this. Stretching out his legs as he looked around, the male folded his one arm down making a fist with his hand placing it upon his hip, as he stood amounts the booths looking around. The male was just glad that for once he did not have a worry in the word to keep on his mind away from seeing all the sights and being thankful for what very well could be a once in a life time opportune.
This was the life, yes now all he had left was just to find something for him-self to return with. He was going to give the furs to the leaders to line the den with, to keep it warmer and softer on their spots of the den. Now all that was left was to find something for him-self, a greedy action but oh well.

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Orin Takekuro · 01-27-2012, 06:29 PM

The stable-yard was what attracted the white wolfess today as she walked steadily through the milling crowds. Being surrounded by strangers would normally set the woman’s hackles on edge, but something about this diverse crowd eased the woman instead. It was not like she was surrounded by people all of one allegiance, and she knew they were all just as aware of the fact either. The very number of shoppers was what kept them safe from most dangers, for no one knew who would interfere or what side they would be on. No, a robbery, an attack, none of that would do here.

She was loitering around outside of one makeshift stock stall, her feet placed on the bottom crossbeam that kept the animals penned inside to give herself height as she bent over and peered inside at the animals. She wondered if they were miserable, all pink-skinned and grunting like they were in pain, covered in mud. They smelled strange, and whenever they bothered to do anything it was either to grunt or to check the slop bin for food.

Pigs. The sign said, though she wondered how many Luperci could even read it. She had never seen a domesticated pig before. Well heck, she can’t remember ever seeing anything like a wild boar or anything while alive, either. They seemed docile and friendly enough, but were terribly strange looking with their wet, flat noses, twisted tails and naked bodies. She wondered how much for one, but was sure the price would be too high, and to her dismay she had already learned that the merchants were not daft enough to take what she offered as her prize commodity. Womanly favors didn’t put food in your belly or stable your horse, and they had stopped falling for that trick long ago.

Orin sighed, and finally her eyes wandered from the livestock to peer at the others that wandered the area. Her eyes caught on one particular wolf, the silver coat bringing back a memory that was confirmed by the man’s abundant tell-tale markings.

“Noah?” she asked the air, not particularly loud enough for him to hear, but he might have. She waited for the man’s half obscured gaze to come her way and then she raised a hand and waved.

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Noah · 01-28-2012, 12:41 AM

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Here he was…in a mixture of animals and wolves. The silver male would even see a coyote or two along the way. They were all here with one thing on their mind how to make a trade for the things they had and in return would get something that they might need or wanted for them-self or for the pack. Noah…he had no needs. Everything that he wanted was just for personal self growth, like a mate, food, not to stutter. Personal growth. The silver male traded the books that he had gathered from living in the other pack. The books that he had where mostly about stars and what each one meant and the power it could hold over a being. It was just something he no longer needed with the lifestyle that he made the choice to go after.

The male had not made any trade, not that he cared, it was just a day or two out of the pack where he could just be an equal, where he was not held back do to him moral and rank standing to eat last, to be submissive. Though most of that was within his nature already he just wanted more so then anything is to no longer be sharing the same lands with his mother.

The silver male was able to pick up a scent. He did not want to confess at the last meeting that he admiring her, she was someone that never ever tried to change who she was deep inside, she had changed her name and looks, and that was for reason the silver male had understood. That was during the time when his father was taking the pureness of the female away without even caring if they were willing or not.

Seeing the female with a colorful mane and tail, he smiled. He was no longer mated to any one so he knew it was right to admit to his feelings and allow them to have his interest in her known. However, it still felt wrong. He felt like he was still with Rendall even though she no longer interested in being with him.

The smile was as wide as he could make it, and still be as natural it was. He was happy to see her. ”Orin! The male walked towards her, as his tail wagged. ”What brings you?” He spoke with a happy tone to his voice. And why should he not? He did have feeling for her, and he did think she was very pretty. And best of all he had no mate to make him feel like he was his father, cheating on his mate with another lady no matter who was prettier than the other. He was free of any title that would hold him back from being around her and trying to feel out what type of relationship she was in and if there was a chance he could have one with her too. This was all just a game of luck and chance.

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Orin Takekuro · 01-28-2012, 02:32 PM

She smiled when she finally saw the silvery man's eyes catch sight of her standing there on the fence, and the small wave became a big one. “Hey, over here!” She said, even though he had already seen her and was coming this way. As he closed in her eyes trailed just for a moment over his body. She was becoming used to the look of the disfigured man and no longer saw his scars, his blind eye, his missing arm as such a repelling disfigurement. In fact, the whole arm thing just reminded her of Jacques, even though his was missing at the shoulder and Noah's at about the elbow. Either way, it sort of reminded her of when she first came to be in Nova Scotia, and why she had come, and that simple reminder was kind of soothing to the woman.

She set her hand back on the fence to hold herself steady, still propped up by the bottom plank that held the pigs within their pen. With the boost in height Orin still wasn't even at eye level with the man, but she looked like much less of a pip squeak this way.

“Oh, just looking at all the stuff,” she answered. She turned to look at the pigs once again, and giggled softly as one grunted about beneath her. “I think I want one. They're weird. But I don't see much of a point, they don't have milk like Soraya the Cow does. So why keep them?”

Her eyes shifted to the piglets. “If all those belong to her then they have large litters.” She said as she pointed them out to Noah. “I guess they're purely meat and fertilizer. Maybe that could be a good thing? Oh well, anyway, all I brought with me to trade was some milk and some dyes, and the traders aren't very interested. They have enough of it themselves.”

She sighed and stepped down off the beam, turning away from the thing she thought she wanted but probably could not have. Now she was tiny, short little curvy Orin again. Her eyes turned up to Noah. “And now my turn. What brings you here today? I thought New Dawn wasn't interested in this kind of stuff.”

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Noah · 01-28-2012, 04:17 PM

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The silver male was in heaven….there was nothing better than this little bit of time that he was able to spend time with her. He had wanted this since the last time he saw her, granted he had meet her a few times very, very briefly as she was under the name of Desdemona Moonsong, and she was a brown and white she wolf and at that time he was foolish not to talk to her then and try to be with her then…though time have changed and the male was ready to kick him-self in the behind for not trying to hook up with her before now, before she was well of in her life.

Coming to her left side the male looked at her with his good sapphire blue eye which was his left side thankfully, he watched her with a smile as he followed her eyes looking at the pig; his mother had told him that the Valley at one point had its fair share of farm animals. Some like the cows had the use of milk and meat, the chickens where for eggs and meat, and the pigs..well they where best for one thing and one thing only…the meat. ”Breed them?” He offered up part of the answer of a reason why to keep them, and then came the last part of the reason to keep them and or get them. ”Makes a g…g..great meal? Bacon and eggs?” He was not sure if she was the killing and eating type or if she would rather have someone do all the dirty work for him.

He looked down to the pigs watching them push around the dirt under their snort. Then looking back up at the female with another deep snort. ”Well just l..looking for things for the pack.” He said with a shrug of his shoulders, he had no need for things for him-self any more, he was still not sure to do with his horse the one that he had been working with since he caught her. ”Trying to t..t..trade some books, and o…other shiny objects that I g…gotten over the y..y..years.” He sighed softly, New dawn was different from the Valley or Ichika no Ho-en. ”I’m a..also offering up fortune t..t..telling, trying to g..g..get furs and wild g..g..game to bring to the l..lands.” He shrugged his shoulder as he looked back up to her, with a soft sigh. ”Interested in having yours t..t..told? The silver male asked, hoping that someone would make a trade, he did not want to return to the pack lands empty handed, unless he had to.

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Orin Takekuro · 01-29-2012, 01:51 AM

“Somehow I think it would be hard killing and eating an animal that I've raised,” she said, glancing at the pigs one more time. Her one prized creature, Soraya the Cow, had grown on her since the day she found her in the prairie. She hated the animal then, thinking it was stupid and smelly and hating the way she was always chewing on something even when she hadn't eaten anything. And then after Shiloh explained to her exactly what the cow was eating, Orin hated her even more. But after they lassoed the docile animal and led it back to the barn and Orin began caring for her, the creature had warmed her heart and she enjoyed taking care of her. It was weird taking care of a prey beast, but she was quickly growing accustomed to it, likening herself to the farmers in the storybooks. But the one thing Soraya had going for her that the pigs didn't was her milk. For some reason she seemed to produce it endlessly, and Orin had a fresh supply of milk that the pack used for drinking, cooking, and could be given to the cats and used in the garden. That gave her purpose, so they didn't have to kill her for meat. If she purchased a pig and raised it, would she have the heart to kill it? Ok, maybe the mother pig would be fine, but what of her piglets? Death would be their only purpose in life. Still, she knew that they were very useful things, and that they could use almost every part of the carcass...

She broke from her thoughts when Noah spoke. Funny, it seemed all that consideration happened in an instant for she hadn't missed a beat of their conversation. “Trading books? You've read them already? I would think that even New Dawn could have use for books. Hmm...” Well she couldn't really blame them, being librarian turned farmer and now fully against ever picking up a tome.

“Sure!” she chirped, excited to be offered such a strange and exotic thing. Her fortune read? She looked at him with amazement, wondering how he could do that. Well, there was a lot that those who had been through tragedy could do – this was something she learned from the blind woman, Hotaru, in d'Arte.

“How do you do it?” She asked, having no clue if there was something she was supposed to do. Then she suddenly remembered that he said he was doing this as trade, and her ears bent back. “Oh, I... don't know if there's anything you want.” She said, returning to her mental list of items she brought. She couldn't imagine the use Noah would have in New Dawn with dyes, and somehow offering a bottle of cream seemed like an insult to such a mystical talent. Hmm... would he go for the other thing she'd been trading?

“Well you know,” she said, her voice becoming low and conspiratorial. She leaned in to him, a smirk on her face. “I do have one other 'secret' thing to trade that I didn't mention...” She said as she crossed her arms, making her breasts bulge out a bit more than they already did. He would either take the bait, or see right past the obscure proposition.

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Noah · 01-29-2012, 03:32 AM

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He looked back down to the pigs, he did not see them as pets, he looked at them and saw a meal, he saw fried pig skin, he saw pork chops, and bacon. The silver Omega saw many of the meals that the sow could be turned into, where the once fellow Phoenix Valley member saw a pet and something cute, he saw food and a lot of it. He looked back up to her and shrugged his shoulders. ”Food is food.” The male commented on how she could not rise an animal just to kill it. That spoke words for her that she could not say without sounding harsh. The female just said that she had a heart that was soft and huge. Things that the Sawtooth admired in the white coated lady the most, well that and her honest ways that she had about her.

He looked down at his foot that he had propped up on the fence beam, the back to the area that he had left Marie tied up, her cart was nearly empty but she stood there faithfully like the good Mare that she was. ”Yeah…not much u..u..use for them now. Why I want to g..g..get something for the pack, or some small c..c..contraband.” The male was understanding and knew why the pack was how it was however it was becoming harder and harder for him to live in the life style that it was required for him to be in the pack. However he was trying his best to fit in and be this pack member that he needed to be, not only for the pack, but for the members that needed someone to talk to and someone to play them stupid childish came that came along with being the pack Omega.
The silver male smiled gave a nod, ”Tell me if you c..c..can when where you b..b..born?” That would give him all he needed, he would tell her things that she might ever known about before. The silver male had done a very detailed version once with the golden sunshine of a child back in his old pack lands, and it was not something he wanted to tell her, all the details that he knew that stars had laid out for her. She wanted to know though, she had asked what all the stars could tell someone if they where listing.

”I listen t..t..to the stars…it was what I did back in…well m..mm.my other pack. “ It was his job after all so if he learned a few things about what the stars told him. He had spent the biggest part of the year that he was there learning and studying the stars and there meaning and powers.
Her voice changed and the male lifted his head towards the female making sure that it was the same female that he had been talking about a pig with only a few seconds before. ”o..ohhh!” The male’s voice first started off as a question and then lead a statement, he was thinking that she was hinting at some alone time just the two of them. It was thrilling that she was suggesting that…that offer of some time with her and her body, in return for something that he had done just for fun. He had always enjoyed the stars.

The male shifted around, he was not sure what to say, he did not want to seem like he was desperate for her time, however…he did want it and he did not want to make any lie about it. ”Welll…” He chuckled as he moved into her a bit closer. ”We can s..s…start with You will m..m…met someone from your p..p…past. S..s..someone that y..you make a devils trade w..w..with.” He leaned towards her whispering. Oh dear gods…lets us pray that the two adults where all on the same level.

Orin Takekuro · 01-29-2012, 09:33 PM

She watched as her proposition sank in, the moment when he realized what she was talking about clear in his features. She kind of liked that moment, that look, when the possibility of such a devilishly tempting prospect made itself aware. This was all part of the fun of it; and Orin did think it was fun, even if this wasn't exactly her top most shining moment or anything.

He leaned in and said something to her, something clever and playful all at once. No doubt he was this man from her past. Golden eyes shifted to his face and she grinned salaciously, then quickly reached for his hand, wrapping her slim fingers around his, she began to pull him away from the pig pen.

She didn't have any kind of official outpost for these meetings yet – she didn't really realize it was going to be her chosen “profession” now at this festival – but she did know where she was going. Leading the male through the pavilion, she took him past carts and tents, stalls and shelves, leading him down the main drag until they passed the final store and followed the freshly beaten path several yards outside of the festival.

Giggling, she swung around, using Noah as a support, and bumped herself into the male, pushing him off the path and into the brush. They hurried past the first hedge and through the trees, moving off the walkway and into the woods. The snow was thin here but still cold, but oh who cares, she was a Tundra wolf so if worse came to worse lying right in the snow wouldn't phase her one bit. Especially not when the plan was so... devious... they would be working, keeping each other warm, keeping their blood warm.

Finally one spot, for no particular reason, seemed just fine to Orin and she stopped. “We're here,” she said breathily, their sudden jog leaving her a bit winded though she was quick to recover. She pressed herself into Noah again, staring up into his uneven gaze as she grinned. “I was born in America,” she said as she wrapped her arms around his shoulder and nuzzled into his cheek. Usually it was payment first, services later, but heck, a mutual delivery of talents didn't sound like such a bad idea. “In Florida.”

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Noah · 01-29-2012, 10:56 PM

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The path was not something that the male had known, but heck the silver monster was more than willing to allow the white beauty to lead him anywhere. He knew what she was wanting, and he would have no issues giving it to her. This was Orin that they were talking about she had everything that he wanted in a lover. Even if it was just this one single time, that would never be repeated or spoken off again, he would take it. The male was fully aware of what a good offer this was and knew it would be very foolish of him to pass this offer up.

The male was in a hormone induced haze, he was ever so easy to be bumped around and to be pulled around he would do whatever her sweet little lips would ask of him, he would do so much for her. He was secretly crushing on her like a high school student upon the hot school teacher. His finger wrapped up into her finger, his heart was racing and his palm where sweating. He felt like this was so wrong, taking into factor just who her daughter was, and what her daughter was to him. He closed his eyes for only a second, clearing that thought out of his head. It did not matter now.

Right now and here were two adults, two contesting and willing adults, wanting the goods that the other had to offer. The male looked at her golden amber eyes; he could not help to smile softly at her. This was something he wanted; he wanted it ever so badly. Feeling her hands go around his shoulder the male looked at her, as his hand was placed softly upon her hip, his stub rested on her side and he nipped her softly and then looked back at her, trying to judge what was too much for her right now. ”You self-willed, s..s..stubborn. You like o..o..order, harmony, and balance. S..Sound right so far?” The silver male ask he stepped into her, trying to move closer to her. Only the Gods above and below knew of just how badly he wanted her, though he wished that this could be a more long term thing…he would take what he could get.

Orin Takekuro · 01-29-2012, 11:35 PM

“Yes,” she whispered into his ear, and then nipped gently at it. Nestling her cheek to his, her arms caressed the back of his head and she pressed her body, knowing that soon she would feel that tell tale clue of excitement from below the man's waist. Her breasts were pressed up against his chest, and one hand traced its way over his shoulder to play along his collar bone and feel the well tone muscles beneath the fur. There was something to be said about what she found there. Some looked at Noah and saw only weakness – as she herself had done once – but now so close to him, pressed against him and feeling his body, she found that his arms, his chest, his shoulders were all knotted with a strength unmatched by many. Why? Probably from all the hopping around in Lupus form. But Orin didn't care why, nor did she think about it. What was there she found to be quite pleasing, even if this was mostly a business exchange.

She pressed her stomach against him now, their bodies even closer than before, and in turn her hips moved into his. Her hand ran down the arm to the hand that was placed on her hip, delicate fingers wrapping around the wrist and moving it lower, inviting him to feel more of her body. Then she moved her hand in front of her, tracing the line of the man's stomach, feeling the shape of the muscles beneath, until she reached the place just above his groin where she let her fingers dance but not touch, hoping to let his desire spread with every moment of anticipation. "What else?"

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Noah · 01-30-2012, 12:50 AM

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The male tried to hold it back he wanted to give into the primal ways that he wanted so badly to give into her. He pushed his teeth together as she spoke so badly trying to be polite about this whole manner. He did not want to move to fast and scare her or even worst hurt her. Her soft voice whispering in his ear the male grunted hoping that he could fight this feeling long enough to hold up to his end of the trade. He wanted to grip into her and plunge him-self into her, he wanted to make the two bodies’ one warm vessel sailing the waves of the blissful ecstasy of the joining. The male knew he wanted this and in his mind he wanted to behave long enough to get the approval from her to be just what he was…a male with a deep need to be filled.

He felt the rumble from deep in his chest building as he dipped her hips into him, and her hand upon his, letting him know that she wanted him to touch her. The male did not need to be told twice as his place a finger just above the mound that was just radiating heat. The male was ready to take her right then and there, but he was trying to behave.

He was trying so hard to be good, so badly he wanted to have her hand placed upon the pink sword, that was peeking out of its furry shelve. Her fingers danced ever so lightly over top of the swelling naked sword. He grunted as his hip danced in towards her hand. ”G..g..generosity, you like t..to fix issues in o..o..order to make everyone satisfied. Sm..smart you know w..what you want. Like to move, tr…tre.err. travel. You like arts and social life. You are seduced by beauty and charm.” He growled as he went beastly upon the female wonderful body. His sub of an arm took a leg of the female holding it up and pulling her up into him, as he allowed the sword to find the warm, wet lip sliding it into her body and into the tunnel he moaned as he rolled his head back holding her into him as he slowly started to rock in and out of her. Trying to make the most of this once in a life time chance.

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Orin Takekuro · 01-30-2012, 01:23 AM

“Generous... yes,” she muttered softly as he continued talking, and as she did so she let her hand travel closer to the man, her fingertips finally lightly touching his shaft and then taking hold. She squeezed passionately but not too tightly, and pumped her hand a few times, teasing and pleasuring him as he spoke the rest of her fortune.

He spoke through clenched teeth as he told her the rest of her fortune, his voice coming out more of a velvety growl than anything. Behind that growl the stutter was hardly even heard, and she leaned in and rest her head on his broad chest for a moment as she listened to the last hum of his words.

The fortune now told, he almost surprised her with his quickness as he reached down, hooking his clipped arm beneath her thigh and opening her. A purr of her own came from the woman as he did so, his voice, his grumble, the senses of his desire rising the same within her as well; her body became prepared for lovemaking. She was so small, and easily picked up, moved, carried, and her weight was so slight that she had to be little more than the softest feather in his arms. Now she didn't even have to do a thing, she couldn't have done a thing even if she wanted to, for she was parted and his cock thrust into her in one rapturous move.

“Ahh..!” She moaned, with the first stroke, initially in tentative surprise. The feeling – it was a strange feeling, something that had been so alien to her for so long – sent warm chills through her body, like little shockwaves with each thrust. Something about this, about this act having been her choice, her idea, and her doing was empowering.

Her legs wrapped around his waist and made him drive even deeper into her body. Even though they were still upright, held up by Noah alone, she didn't even have to hold on to him for he had her within his grasp. Yet this was a transaction, and she was going to give him all that she was worth. Her hands twisted in his scruff, trailed along his cheeks, his face, grasped at his shoulders. She bounced there at his will, a moan emitting from her with each rhapsodic bump.

"More, Noah. More." She pleaded into his ear, her body moving with his, demanding yet even more passion, and more of her fortune.

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The silver male was in heavy she was the object of his desire, all of his desire right now. The act of crashing into each other the male moaned, so deeply his pushed himself, trusting and bumping into her. The male was getting everything that he had been wanting for so long. The male push him-self to do whatever he could to make sure that she would feel nothing but pleasure, the male groaned under his deep breaths, this was a work out that he could not wait to be sore from.

”Beauty, Arts, a..a..and travelling.” The male heaved as he pulled out bring the pink throbbing sword to the tip of her wet lips, as he plunged it back in, he shifted around to where he was able to hold her with in his thick arms while making love to the female’s body. Reaching down with his hand he took one of her breast in his hand as he played with the harden nipples. ”Looking t..to the bright side of l..life. you are ha…ha..happy, agreeable, optimistic, and sociable.” He felt her hands explore the area of his face, shoulder and the back of his neck, feeling the tighten and loosing of her inner vagina walls the male whimpered as he drove into her with more speed and strength, he wanted to draw it out and enjoy it, but it had never happened before, she was his first and only so far, it was quickly becoming clear why his father and mother had become addicted to this blissful feel.

His pulled the breast up to his mouth as he kissed around her firm breast, the male growled, trusting into her more and more.

”Your hard on your-self, and a p..powerful worker. You are generous and like helping others in d..difficult or sick beings. You don’t like routines, be it in w…work or your emotional life. You would gladly re-make the world. You let your emotional life c..controll your love life, social life and your p…pack life. “ He moaned as he pushed into her holding her on him for a second before he shifted again placing his back against a tree ash he held onto her like she was glass doll, he did not want to let go of her ever.

”Thank you….” The male whispered before he let go of her just enough so that she would be able to fully take in the length of the virginal penis with in her body. He looked at her, studding her body, her face, he wanted to enjoy every second of her, he wanted to keep her in his mind for ever.

”Finally you work b..best alone or in the leadership role. You don’t c..care about approval or acceptance. You are h..honest and forthright. You are a “w..what you see it what you get.” T..type of girl.” He stopped for his breath before he bug down again and pumped his hips into her, only stopping long enough to figure out if she was getting the maximum pleasure.

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Orin Takekuro · 01-30-2012, 02:55 AM

“Yes... beauty...” she moaned the agreeable words along with him, only picking out specific ones but letting him know that he was on the right track, both spiritually and physically. Supported by her legs around his waist and her arm around his shoulders, his hand now tailed over her body as hers had his, and his strong palm took her luscious breast in his palm and squeezed. The feeling made her groan with pleasure, the pressure sending a new tingle through her body. Now the bliss was coming from more than one place, and it consumed her body.

She arched her back, grinding her pelvis forward, the movement naturally tightening her walls around his dick, and the pressure made her groan again. But the movement had been for another purpose, that was only a nice side effect, and she pushed out her chest and let her head fall back as his mouth met her breast, his tongue lapping at the hard nipple, nibbling, biting. She yelped and moaned, but none of the noises she made were from displeasure.

She felt them moving in a different way now and realized that he was moving through the clearing and to the trees. There was a slight jolt as his back fell purposefully against the trunk of the tree, supporting his weight. He grasped her close, and had been holding her strategically so just the end of his penis barely teased the opening of her pussy. It left her wanting, “No,” she said imploringly, but this wasn't the bad kind of 'no'. She clutched at his shoulders as though she could wriggle back down onto him, but he was too strong and held her aloft. Suspended there, she took his face in her hands and pressed her muzzle to his in a deep kiss, begging through affections for him to continue. “Don't tease me,” she said, even though she loved it. She knew he was loving it too.

“Give it to me, please, Noah!” And then he delved into her again. She slid down onto him, dropped with all the force of her weight and the strength of his arms. The sudden gratification of recognized desire was too much for her. She shut her eyes tight, even as Noah focused on her to ensure that she had felt what he had done, and threw her head back. Pink locks fell back over her shoulder, her back arched again, and this time her hips shuddered as she cried out into the night, her lustful moan howling into the forest. For a moment she did little but shudder, her body flushed with heat, and a new warmth and wetness spilled onto Noah and onto her thighs.

A moment later her shaking stopped and she rolled her head so she was looking at him again. A great energy had drained from her, and now she leaned forward onto him, using his strength as her own as she lay her head on his shoulder. She was panting.

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The male wanted her to enjoy this just as much as he wanted to, well maybe he wanted to ensure that if she ever needed that craving fixed again that she would come back to him, the male wanted to ensure that he was pleasing her fully. The male was driven by her moans and groans; this helped him know what she was liking and what was the most pleasure for her, that was what he wanted. He wanted to know what she liked, and what she did not.

Silver finger gripped into her rear as he pushed harder and harder into her, feeling her wall grip a hold of him, the male whined as he rolled his head back closing his eyes, as he felt the tightness grip around him harder and harder, the more he tried to free him-self of her body the more it begged her to stay in him, finish the job. The male whimpered as he threw him-self into her, holding her as he felt a throbbing pain come shooting from his penis, he knew that though this being his first time, he was not in the process of finishing, it was planed out wonderfully. He had done what he wanted. The male had wanted to hold out for her, and to bring her pleasure, finding her muzzle pressed against his he did not fight it, bring his muzzle away after a few blissful seconds as he nipped at her shoulder blade.

Feeling the warm seed shoot out of him, he felt the four good squirts, as he slide down the tree holding onto her, the male still supporting her, leaving him-self still inside of her, for no other reason than enjoying her, and the warmth that she was able to provide.

Bring his hand up as he tenderly brushed the pink locks of hair back behind her shoulder and away from her face. The male smiled softly at her, this was his first time, and there was no regrets. ”Wow…” He chuckled. Looking at her with a different light as he looked into amber eyes as he sighed hugging her.

Here it was now or nothing….”I love you Orin.” He knew that this was supposed to be a onetime thing, he knew that but he wanted and needed her to know that he had feeling for her, and that this was much more than a transaction of goods. This was his first step in proclaiming the lustful love that he had for the white lady. ”You don’t have t..to return the feelings….I wanted you to know…I love you…I a…always will” The poor guy was bad at telling females and other in general that he loved them, and now here he was telling this lady he loved her and for all that he knew she could never ever want to see him again.

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Orin Takekuro · 01-30-2012, 04:12 AM

((wc 387 - End here? Fade to black?))

She leaned against him letting him hold up the brunt of her weight – as he had been doing the whole time – as he finished, just moments after her. Their climax had been almost simultaneous, and as she leaned forward onto his shoulder his knees slowly bent and lowered them to the ground. For a moment she was still, just resting on him and catching her breath, feeling the rapid rise and fall of his chest and the heavy beating of his heart. She kind of liked this, he was different than the others. Maybe it was because she had known Noah before, or maybe she took pity on him, or maybe it was his good nature, but there was a comfort to this moment.

And then, in the burst of happiness that accompanied such pleasure, he chuckled softly and she chimed a giggle along with him. She sat up, most of her breath now returned to her and her body calm yet still feeling slow and languid. And then the fun of the moment broke. 'I love you' he said, and her heart went cold. There was no hiding the shock in her eyes as she stared at him, a sudden fear there behind them. She wanted to keep up the act, wanted to make him feel ok, but he had caught her completely off guard and unprepared.

“Noah, I...” she shook her head, looking for the words. “I don't e-...” He stopped her. Although he was bearing his soul to her he wasn't asking for her to do the same, and that was a relief. She couldn't tell him that, not even as a part of an act. She couldn't give him that kind of hope, or that kind of assumption, not even for a fortune or for a coin or for anything. She wasn't ready to love, and she barely knew Noah, she could not love him back. Then she started to wonder if he could really love her, or if he just thought he loved her in this moment because of the way she made him feel.

She replaced her shock with a warm smile, and reached up to brush some longer strands of fur back into place on his head. “I'll remember that, Noah. I'll remember that always.”

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