M - Fireworks
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Word Count :: 300 This is, obviously, right after the “frisky business” thread Big Grin

It were as if needles had replaced his blood, and wings his feet. He flew across the ground like a bird, his quarry several yards in front of him, crimson tipped tail like a pray item he would soon pounce upon. Titania had just gone into heat, and had basically rousted the whole back in her hormonal state, but he didn’t care, he just wanted to catch her, and shove his face into the deepest part of her from where that intoxicating smell was coming from.

He knew from the moment she had bounded off from the pack-song where she was going to, they had decided a long time ago where they would meet to come together for the first time; Avalon. Zalen could catch her now if he wanted, could finish it right here and now in the rocky foothills of the mountains, but he resisted because no place would be right except for that hidden place in the mountains.

His mates laughter mixed with her scent and flew back to him on the wind; she sounded like a cackling fairy and it was both haunting and invigorating. His whole body was aflame, and he was panting; his body was already becoming aroused, and it was somewhat uncomfortable as he ran, but soon they would be there and they both would be satisfied. The silvery body of his female disappeared into Avalon before he could get there, but he burst past the threshold and basically rolled to a stop. She was ahead still, trotting towards the falls, and he trotted after her. His tail was wagging, and he was basically skipping as he came near her, and it was everything he could do to keep from mounting her then and there, instead, he just looked at her, cautious, waiting.


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Titania

Moonsong


Word Count → 500+

Their race through the woods was a game that was nearly impossible to play, for the Alphess knew that she was being pursued in a different way now and that this was no ordinary game of chase. No, this was far different than all of the playful moments she had spent with her pack, far different from any other moment she had ever spent with Zalen. Something inside of her understood what was to come, even if the explicit details were still a little vague to her for a few more minutes. Her instinct, her body, her spirit... it all spoke to her, and everything she did was natural and unthinking.

Sometimes when she thought she got too far ahead – though she never really did for she had no real hope of outrunning her Alpha and mate when he was so determined – she would pause for just a moment until he was but a few painful inches away from her and then she would dash off again, but always it was toward the place that they both knew they would go. She left the cover of the forest just moments before the dark wolf, her paws dancing over the clearing as she let out a sensual howl. If anyone was nearby, they would know their Alphess wanted them all to leave; now. But by the lilt in her voice, and the scent she left behind, it would be no surprise if a curious eye lurked in the shadows of the woods.

As she slowed herself down her stride became more of a lazy bound as she drew close to the crystalline lake.; and those lazy bounds made her rump hop up and down tantalizingly. The falls sang their music to her as she gazed out at them with lustful, golden eyes. When her paws finally stopped she looked over her shoulder to see Zalen's face... to see the hunter's face. It was almost surprising to see such intense desire in his emerald eyes, and to know that she was the object of this desire.

And then she realized the desire that had awakened within herself, too. She panted, even though the night was cool. Sure they had been running but it was not enough to wind her. Everything felt electric, her senses heightened, and tingles and shocks seemed to course through her body making her heart race, leaving butterflies in her stomach, and moving down toward her rump. For a moment she was confused, worried... once during a moment of play she had thought of something she would really like to do, but that required Optime. The thought left quickly... This was to be the first time, and they would both want it this way, as natural as could be.

She made a small, purring growl sound in her throat as she looked at him, her eyes beckoning, yet still she moved away from him again. This time it was just a few slow steps, until her paws were submerged in the water and she stood bathed in moonlight; the light reflected off of the lake and shone a hundred moons back at them upon its ripples. Her tail twitched in a small wag sending that delectable scent towards her mate, and then she looked at Zalen from over her shoulder again. Eyes narrowing sensually. “My love, this night is perfect... make this moment perfect...”


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Word Count :: 325 I'm just going to move this right along. Feel free to PP Zalen in your next post, so you can be as detailed or vague as you want.

When she looked at him, it was if a drop of water was released into a buzzing pool, sending ripples from his nose to the tip of his tail. Her scent was completely overwhelming, and all the muscles in his body were throbbing to get on top of her. But under this immense and intense instinct, there was a bud of fear. Zalen had never done this before, and had never witnessed it, so he suddenly became very aware of his naivity when it came to sex.

Titania's sensual words were thick with passion, and her lustful and threatening howl still echoed in the sable man's ears, and suddenly Zalen was very, very scared, and felt like a child. He stood beside her still as a stone though, though his innards were churning and on fire. He felt like he might vomit at any moment, but he daren't even open his mouth. Instead, he forced himself to move, to stop being a wimp and do what nature had intended them to do from the very moment they had bonded for life.

The large, ebony Alpha moved to his queen and rubbed the length of his body against her's. He continued this touch as he moved around her entire frame, his nose finding her curves and he inhaled deeply her scent. His head swam once more, and it seemed as if the stars from the sky fell to the earth and bobbed around his head like fireflies. He echoed her growl with one of his own, a throaty, dark sound that was so guttural and feral it seemed to come from the earth itself. Finally, his nose found its way to that part of her that was waiting for him, and from which the heat-scent emmanated. It filled his whole head and all fear was washed away, and he moved himself to line up with her silver hips, and then lifted his upper-half to mount her.


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Titania

Moonsong


Word Count → 400+ You and me baby ain't nothing but mammals so lets do it like they do it on the discovery channel! =D Ok same to you, feel free to jump to the afterglow if you want.

Why was he taking so long! Titania did not want to wait a second longer! She wanted him, she wanted to know what it would be like for them to be truly joined. Wolf and wolfess, mates, alpha and alpha. Despite it all she too felt small fears deep within that left her nervous, and that was part of why she just wanted to get on with it. But Zalen had always been there for her since the day they met, and together they had gotten through every one of life's challenges. This was yet another journey they were meant to take together, and so together they would find out what it was like to truly be mated.

He moved toward her and her whole body tingled as his side brushed against her. He walked a circle around her, and she impatiently watched his every move. As he walked past her she nudged his rump with her muzzle on his pass, punctuating her point, and part of the alphess that she was stood out now as she made it clear with nonverbal words what she wanted. Then he finally moved around behind her and she practically purred with happiness as she felt his nose poking around at that oh so sensitive spot at her rump.

Her paws shuffled, the water around her legs splashing as she fidgeted. Her heartbeat picked up and she could hear it pulsing in her ears. Her breathing quickened when she felt his warmth draw closer. It would only be a moment until...

His weight was on her, and her hindquarters supported the both of them. She uttered a small gasp, but there was no doubt that it was from excitement over fear. She held her ground firmly as he positioned himself, scooting forward. Everything burned with desire, she wanted him, she would have him, her alpha and love would take her now. Their mate-ship would be consummated and she would truly belong to him forever.

Then she felt it. Nature and instinct took over and Zalen, though he was afraid of not knowing what to do, performed perfectly. There was a thrilling pressure as his hips pushed forward, and then in one stroke he was inside of her. Her amber eyes widened, catching the moonlight and she gasped, but craned her neck so he could see her face and know that although it was sensitive he was not hurting her. Bathed in moonlight and there in the shallows of the lake of Avalon, the king took his queen.


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