[m] All you need is a spark
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Eris and Pandemic are by me!

All she wanted, truly, was to be loved and wanted -- and who better? Her darling boy, he would never abandon her. He would choose her over Salvia, too. She would never ask such of him, for the treacherous blood was not hers. Salsola was still her place, and some part of her was still loyal to it, in her lazy and ineffective way. She did not realize -- or perhaps did not care -- what treachery she asked him to commit now, with her clutching and grasping fingers. Though his mind might have considered it treachery, his body reacted as it would and she felt him harden in her grip.

Her chartreuse eyes roved over him, breaking from the silver eyes as he leaned back. She looked over him slowly, as if savoring each inch, and lingered on the paler, colorful part of him sticking to attention. Her gaze refocused onto his face as he spoke. She smiled at him, the warmest and most encouraging smile she could muster. Then let me show you how much I love you. Her hand broke contact, sliding along his belly to give her leverage enough to put one leg over him. She lingered over him, her heat brushing against his but not yet accepting him.

Stroking a cheek with her fingers, the coal-furred hybrid bent to deliver an unmotherly kiss.

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I've successfully creeped myself out.

THE MOON IS FULL AGAIN

His black clawed fingers had ceased travelling as his perplexity at the changing atmosphere had carried his focus elsewhere. His remaining hand was still attached to a firm breast, but immobile as he didn’t quite know what to do with it. He had begun to understand though, what this was all about. Stormy eyes didn’t dare to abandon her face, yet had lost their puzzled glossy shine by now. Spiked heart pace hummed against its ribcage prison, eagerly expressing psychical some delightful anticipation while the mind still figured out how to deal in general. Her effective touch was of a completely new nature, so wrongly right.

What settled the matter was the look on her face as she looked up to him; the shine and warmth of the woman he had known all his life. She didn’t disapprove of him – never had, and she would never make a move to harm her darling boy. Nothing bad was about to happen. This was indeed a new side of her, but perhaps one that had always existed -- that he just hadn’t met until today. Her words were spoken so truly as well, and it made him feel safe. The newly risen chaos in his brain partly settled, and he was reminded of the sweetness of her sinful touch just as she let him go, much to his disappointment now when there was a free moment to really feel it.

The hint of a smile lurked by the corners of his lips though, as she moved closer, straddling him. His hands shifted too, leaving one curve for another, brushing along the rich swell of her hips. The son could feel his mother’s moist heat as it lingered against the concentration of his flaring desire, and his enthusiastic heart continued to climb, vivid and eager. His face titled against her kind fingers, and she kissed him in a way he’d only been kissed once before in his short life. He remembered the rush as the young stranger had pressed her hungry mouth against his, but that first experience was quickly dimming beside the present.

It took only a moment for him to make up his mind and return the kiss with feeling, despite knowing he was horribly inexperienced beside compared to the woman with him. It didn’t matter though, for he trusted her in every way and there was no reason to be nervous or shy around his own mother. He had just been a bit confused for a moment. Strength seemed to return to him, and there was a beautiful burn that needed attendance. Blackened hands brushed up to curl around the leaner part of her hourglass form and tensed, bringing her arched body close against his before pulling her down against his awaiting erection with impatient enthusiasm.

She was the woman that had given him the gift of life, and it wasn’t wrong that the son was to return to the fleshy warmth that had once pushed him out into a cold world.


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446 if it's any consolation, you've creeped me out too 8D 8D 8D LIBRI I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE (who am I kidding lol)


Eris is by Kiri!

It was, perhaps, the single most egotistical thing she'd done in her life. Of course no others were worthy of her -- who else but her very flesh and blood, the boy she'd knitted together with her body and Larkspur's? She had tasted nothing since Larkspur's death, in any case -- the closest she'd come was Kit with Molcaxitl, but that hadn't really been her, anyway -- that had been Molcaxitl. Eris herself remained untouched since her mate's death, having shunned contact from even those she'd courted and had before. The onyx-hued coyote did not halt and consider whether she'd waited an appropriate amount of time and given her dead their deserved mourning. It occurred to her that this could be thought of as the closure of that mourning. She could revel in life again, and touch the ghosts of their dead through this union with Pandemic.

The dark-hued woman peered down at her son with loving eyes, and for perhaps the first time, it was a genuine look. She had loved Larkspur, but she had not been devoted, she had not been loyal. She would not -- could not -- make the same mistake over again, and would protect Pandemic's life as zealously as she had when he was only a small thing, tiny and defenseless. Now, perhaps their roles ought to be reversed -- surely his thick arms were more capable of protection than her womanly body. But Eris could not help that fierce fire of possessiveness and protectiveness over him all the same. Perhaps it would always be there, and perhaps she only fed it by engaging him as she did now. It was far too late to consider such, however, for the smile on his lips was one of understanding. It was a smile, she thought, reserved only for her.

There was understanding in his body with the override of instinct against conscious movement, and his hands were at her waist. They clutched and he kissed, and the dark woman shivered as his body arched against hers. She felt him between her legs; a coal-furred muzzle parted and she withdrew from their kiss, the beginnings of a soft moan rising from her throat. Eris leaned back and settled over him, reveling in the delicious heat between them. Her hands rested against the thick muscle of his chest, kneading through the fur there. She looked down on him, eyes half-lidded and with the faintest hint of a purely contented smile on her muzzle. The smile slowly disappeared, fading into one of a knitted brow and wrinkled muzzle as she slowly rocked her hips over him.

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Sorry for wait, darling

THE MOON IS FULL AGAIN

This unthinkable – and definitely shocking – twist would never have been anticipated by the dark giant. But, as the scene evolved and unfolded with the woman’s effective advance, he had only taken a moment to accept the crude change in their relationship. He’d been ambushed and straddled by a complete stranger only recently. She’d been a young, blushing beauty, as green as he, though something in him had caused him to push her away instead of leaping to taste her honey. Though he’d been slow to return his mother’s touch, the thought to push her away had never been prominent in his thoughts.

Fingers brushed and massaged her soft curves as he started to see his mother’s body in a completely different light. And he learned not only to see with his freshly-hungry eyes, but also to feel. He’d seen canines sharing each other’s bodies on occasion in Freetown, but it was quite different to be a participant of the act itself. He hadn’t dreamed of Eris taking his virginity, but right now it felt absolutely right. And he wasn’t one to abstain from things he wanted. Eris’ moist heat enveloped him with carnal pleasure he’d never before tasted, and the male let out a gasp of blind surprise.

The older woman slowly moved on top of him – obviously knowing what she was doing, compared to him. Yet, his hips instinctively responded to her delicious movement, and he settled with her rhythm, still taken with the feel of moving inside of her. So hot and wet – being the inexperienced young man that he was, he didn’t know how to prolong on his endurance just yet. He just knew he wanted more of her, immediately! His hands crawled upwards from their attentive grasp of her hips to experimentally circle her breasts again (though this time it wasn’t she that directed his touch), and he leaned in to let his tongue hungrily travel along her skin, targeting the firm curves. Those breasts had once nourished him, and though he knew she didn’t have anything for him, nostalgia paired with the pleasure building in his loins made it impossible for him to resist the urge to suckle at one of her nipples.


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