[M] Gorgeous nightmare
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Thanatos was hoping to see the beautiful Amy again. Perhaps if he was in the area he had seen her last, he would run into her again. He picked up a male scent behind him as the wind changed direction. An evil smile spread across his face and he chuckled as he turned to face the man. Amateur. He didn’t have any of his weapons this time but they weren’t needed, even if the other assassin before him had weapons. A couple of throwing knives were tossed at him, the first two missed and Thanatos caught the last just before it hit his shoulder. He threw the man’s own knife at him and watched as it landed right in the middle of the man’s chest.

Thanatos stepped towards him and pulled out the knife. He cut into the man’s throat, making it impossible for him to make any sounds as Thanatos started to skin him alive. A gurgled cry erupted from the man’s throat but nothing loud enough for others to hear.
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Amy was working on training Raoth. The poor coyote was absolutely exhausted. He was struggling with keeping up, fighting the best that he could, Amy still able to take him down so easily. Blood stained the ground, making her more excited. Having to stop before she accidentally killed him Amy returned Raoth to the wagon, where he promptly passed out, not even chained yet. Needing to kill now Amy wandered through the woods, searching for something to fall victim to her grasp.


The scent of a canine's blood, not the coyote's, grabbed her attention. Amy had kept her optime form this time, leaving shifting for when she found someone good to play with. Entering the clearing she watched with shock as the assassin that she'd been dealing with worked on skinning another alive. The occasional twitches and jerks were amusing to watch, but it was hard for her to picture the calm living weapon doing something so dark. It made her drool, wanting to taste her blood. I would have let him speak. Makes things more entertaining.


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Thanatos was busy skinning the assassin when he heard someone approaching. He stopped only for a moment until he picked up Amy’s scent. Not worried about her attacking, he continued working on collecting the pelt. He didn’t even feel the need to look up when she stood there, watching. Every once in a while, the man’s body would twitch or shake from the pain. Thanatos heard her speak and looked up at her with a slight smirk on his face. It seemed best not to let him scream, didn’t want other’s showing up, just wanted his pelt.


He finished skinning the man and set the pelt aside. He watched as the assassin’s eyes slowly dulled, the life leaving them. Thanatos looked up at Amy as he spoke. You have any plans for today? Perhaps he could spend some time with the golden woman. Thanatos decided to just leave the carcass there to be a meal for any scavengers.


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Amy's eyes turned to the pelt that was being removed. It was a fairly nice one, and he'd avoided staining it in any way. There was a bit of blood around the neck, but that could easily be avoided. She nodded her head, appreciating the thought behind that. Amy didn't take the pelts of canines herself, satisfied with merely playing with them until they died. Once they were dead they completely lost her interest, moving on to whatever held her attention next.


Amy looked back to Thanatos, grinning broadly. The itch to attack and kill was still there, needing to get it out of her system. There was such a perfect target before her, knowing that he would be able to match her ability, giving her a challenge that would send her heart pounding in her ears, blood flushed with excitement. Just out for a walk. Needed a stretch. She would leave it up to him to figure out what she meant by that.


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Amy looked over the pelt he had just removed and nodding at his explanation. Her eyes met his as she looked at him with a large grin on her face. Thanatos could tell she wanted to attack and probably kill. He needed to get out and do the same every once in a while. He stood to face the golden woman as she spoke. A stretch you say? Alright, come on. Let’s see what you’ve got.


Thanatos was facing her with his hands at his side but he kept himself loose, ready to dodge and attack once she made the first move. He looked over her frame, seeing she was a good match for him. She was strong and, no doubt, fast. Amy would be able to keep Thanatos on his toes, which hardly ever happened. Maybe she would be a worthy candidate to bare him pups. Their little sparring match would help him determine that.


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He understood her perfectly. She watched him stand, prepared for a fight. Licking her lips Amy shifted her weight around, ready to spin off an attack from any angle. Her balance was perfect for now, prepared for what would come her way. He asked to see what she had, and teasingly Amy twisted, shimmying her body, a distraction. Like this? Hands raised they flicked, daggers swirling in them, prepped for flight.


She moved forward swiftly, testing his reflexes with a sharp flick of a knife towards his collarbone, leg lifting for a swift kick at his stomach to knock out his air. Pushing back Amy was in the distance again, measuring how well he had handled her attacks. Never did she do just one, knowing that the more she managed to do simultaneously the harder it was to dodge all of them. Executing such was difficult, knowing that going too far could reverse leaving her open.


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Amy licked her lips as she shifted her weight, preparing to fight. She twisted, shimmying her body, clearly trying to distract him. His eyes looked over her body only for a moment as he looked back up at the daggers in her hands. He had the other assassins throwing knife and could have taking other weapons the man would have but didn’t feel the need to use any of them.


She swiftly came at him, aiming a knife at his collarbone. Thanatos leaned back, avoiding the attack altogether but was unable to block the knee to his stomach in time as he got back up. Amy moved back, putting distance between them. She seemed to be judging how he would handle the attacks. He kept a blank face as he met her eyes, standing up straight. Thanatos didn’t feel pain, he had been beaten so many times as a pup and as he grew that he simply didn’t feel it anymore. An evil little smirk appeared on his face as he looked at Amy. My turn.


Thanatos rushed straight for her but at the last minute, changed direction and moved to her side. He brought a leg up and sent it to her stomach, hoping to push her back further. He reached up to try and grab onto her throat to force her down to the ground. Thanatos wasn’t going to hold back, this was a test to see how well he could match or best her abilities. He jumped back, putting distance between them again.


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The knife throw missed much as she had expected. It had only been a preliminary check after all. If he couldn't even dodge that the fight was going to be over very quickly. Her kick did land though, briefly knocking him back. He straightened again, no expression on his face, no hint of pain or excitement. A bit dull, but at least she knew that he'd taken it, seeing his body react even if the rest of him didn't. A smirk formed on his face, bringing one of her own up, waiting with passion for what he would deliver.


It looked like a straight charge, but Amy knew better than to believe that. It would be too easy to dodge if it was. So when he changed direction so sharply, going for her side, she leaped forward, dodging the leg that would have nailed her. A hand scrambled for her throat, only to be sharply snapped at, twisting out of the way. She did that to others, it wouldn't be done to her. He leaped away, only to have Amy move with him, not allowing the gap to increase, clawed fist slamming up to hit his jaw.


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Amy seemed to know what he was thinking. Of course she would though, she was cunning and his one simple move could be noticed by anyone. She snapped at his hand and twisted out of the way. When he put space between them she only followed and aimed to hit his jaw only to have him duck. Thanatos took the chance to grab onto her sides, his shoulder going into her abdomen, just under her chest. He would take her down one way or another. He didn’t care if she used her daggers to cut into him, he wouldn’t feel it anyways.


Hopefully his attack had succeeded in forcing her to the ground. If it had he would try to get a grip on her wrists, holding them above her head as he sat on top of her stomach.


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Thanatos ducked down, moving forward and gripping onto her side. Breaking out from here would be difficult. She took her hand, clawing into his exposed neck, hoping to weaken his hold. It seemed that he really didn't register the pain though, his body reacting with a short shudder before simply absorbing it. Cursing she swung up as he aimed on pushing her down to the ground. There was no way she was going to let him end up on top of her.


Twisting Amy kicked at him with her feet, using the momentum gained by his movement to pack even more power with it, hitting against him as hard as she could. Twisting she managed to get loose, hitting the ground hard. She went back a short distance, glaring up at her opponent, preparing to keep moving. Her breath came back swiftly, used to the rough treatment.


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Amy tried to claw into his neck to get him to release her but his grip didn’t loosen at all. She seemed to realize he didn’t feel pain. She twisted in his grip and kicked at him, managing to get away but she still fell to the ground, hitting it hard. She glared at him as she moved back a bit.


Thanatos stood and moved over to her as she was still on the ground. He smirked and held his hand out to her. A draw? We seem to be evenly matched. The fight could go on forever if it wasn’t ended.


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Amy tensed for an attack, but it appeared that he'd been satisfied already by their brief battle. Not Amy. She wanted blood. If not his, someone else's would do. He stood over her, smirking. Apparently he thought he had won. Even if he said it was a draw, his stance declared otherwise, dominant over her. His hand reached down to help her up, saying they were evenly matched. Eyes lowered Amy looked down, upset at the submission.


Grasping his hand to help herself up Amy quickly switched, tugging him to flip over her head. The false appearance of defeat vanished, an act to get him to loosen up. She twisted around, pouncing onto his body, hands digging into his shoulders to hold him down. Finished already? This is just a warm up for me. She chuckled, a low throaty sound tinged with growls. Amy was still battle feverish, ready to keep going.


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Amy seemed to be upset and submitted to him. He knew she wouldn’t give up that easily though. She was a fighter, he was expecting her to fight back. So when she tugged on him, he was ready. He let himself flip over her and pounced onto him. Thanatos was ready for her though, as her hands dug into his shoulders and she spoke, he rolled over, taking her with him. He ended up on top of her, hand to her throat with her hands still at his shoulders. You didn’t really think it would be over that quick do you? It was a test to see if you would give in or keep fighting.


He smirked and chuckled a little as he loosened his grip on her throat slightly, just enough so she could breath comfortably. I know you can keep going, but I seem to like this position. His eyes wandered down her body before looking up to meet hers again. He enjoyed their sparring match and wanted to see how long the golden woman could last against him, but he had other things on his mind. Thanatos wanted her.


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Thanatos surged underneath her, pinning her body beneath him. Growling Amy snapped up, unable to do much else as his hand went to her throat, cutting off her air. A test? How ridiculous. Amy bared her teeth, almost smiling. He had been testing her, just as she'd been testing him. Bucking up Amy ripped his hand away from her throat, lunging up, claws digging into his shoulders. His words about liking how they were at the moment, eyes grazing over her body, stripping her naked, just sent her even more wild.


A strong shove sent him off her, a very volatile killer standing up. She was fully aware of his desire for her, knowing that the clothes she wore barely made a dent in warding off his lust. The question was, did she really want him? Being accused of being a slut earlier did make her more hesitant to just sleep with him and enjoy the experience. She did have some class after all. Amy made sure they were strong, and not easily broken by what she was. Thanatos did qualify, but still. I don't particularly care for that one myself. Submission even in play was hateful for her.


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Amy growled and snapped up at him when he pinned her down. His hand was ripped away from her throat and her claws dug into his shoulders. She shoved him off and stood up. Amy would know what he wanted, what she decided to do about it was unknown to him. Hearing her comment, Thanatos forced her back to a tree, the bark digging into her back. If she was anything like him, she would like it rough too.


Thanatos let out a low growl and met her eyes. What do you care for then? He wanted her but if she refused him he wouldn’t force himself upon her. He didn’t find rape pleasurable like some males seemed to.


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Thanatos came forward again, and Amy let him push her back, instead of stopping him and slamming him out of her way. The bark scratched at her back gently, a good rough feel. She smiled at the lusty growl, knowing what he wanted, how she could make him do things just for a taste. Reaching out a hand Amy slid it down his chest, feeling his muscles, going down his stomach, pausing at his hips, knowing how close she was.


Idly her eyes met his, completely relaxed. There was no need to hurry this along, to have herself taken too quickly. Amy might like such things, but right now Amy wanted to move slow and gentle. That was what pounded in her veins right now. The rough battle had fired her up, now his impatience brought her to drag it out as much as she could, grinning with excitement. I haven't quite decided yet. I certainly like you...


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OOC here!



Amy seemed to willingly be pushed back. He knew she was strong enough to push him back, yet she allowed him to push her into the rough bark of the tree. She smiled at the growl that had escaped his lips. Her hand went to his chest, sliding down to his stomach and then paused when she reached his hips. Her eyes met his and he could tell what she wanted. As she spoke, Thanatos’ hands slid down her sides to her hips before he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. He liked it rough but it seemed she wanted to take things slow and he was just fine with that.


With her body pressed against his, he leaned down to kiss her softly. Whether she would allow him to or turn her head away and reject him was unknown to him, though it did seem more likely that she would allow it. Looking at her with a small growl bubbling in his throat he gave her a big toothy smile. Haven’t decided huh? Kind of seems like you know what you want.


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#18
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OOC here.

Word Count → 000


The dark male's hands slid down Amy's, caressing her body, following around her curves before finally stopping at her hips, a match for her own movement, if far more encompassing. His hands reached around, pulling her close to him, gripping her quarters. Her tail lashed lazily, an almost lazy growl coming out at the attention, feeling him move to the beat she wanted. Her hand flowed around, feeling his muscles, pressing against them, so smooth and strong.


He lowered his head, lifting Amy's muzzle to meet his in a sweet, gentle kiss. She lingered there, pressing into his and tasting him, everything he held inside. The kiss broke, Amy rubbing her chest against him with pleasure. She laughed at the deep rumbling words. It was true, Amy always knew what she wanted. The question was how to pursue it. You have me there. She glanced up, dark brown eyes glittering as she moved against him.


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OOC here!



Amy seemed pleased that Thanatos was moving slow now. Her hands moved over his muscles and when he kissed her, she lingered there for a moment before he broke the kiss. Her chest was rubbed against him as she laughed at his comment. She looked up and he met her gaze. Thanatos brought a hand up to cup her cheek as he spoke. Such beautiful eyes you have. You certainly are an extraordinary woman Amy. Strong, beautiful, cunning, and so much more.


Thanatos held her close as he looked into her eyes. She was one of the few women worthy to bare his pups. Perhaps she would one day. He leaned in and kissed her passionately, tasting her before he moved to her neck and left a trail of kisses there. He would take it slow for her. Thanatos’ hands moved down her body again, reaching around to grab onto her rump as he pressed his body against hers.


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#20
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OOC here.

Word Count → 000


Her cheek was touched gently. She could almost mistake it for loving, if it weren't for the fact that she didn't believe that such a thing was out there. Her head was held still, cool brown meeting warm red. She smiled as her eyes were complimented. Amy thought they were the least extraordinary out of her appearance, knowing plenty out there had brown eyes. It seemed he saw value in them though, her tail wagging softly behind her.


The words he spoke were certainly flattering, and very true, but somehow Amy felt slightly uneasy as he spoke. That there might be more to what he was saying than she could divulge. He leaned in for a tight kiss though, pressing into her. Amy's tongue slipped across to his, the two tangling as she gripped him, hands trying to pull him closer, though there already was no distance between them. A hand lifted to tangle in his hair as kisses came down her neck, arching under the attention. A quiet growl came from her, pleased with the attention.


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