[M] A forever in the making
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OOC: Ahaha, she's a bit...yeah. She wants him. I think she going to try and seduce him, not that it'll be needed. X3 / +000



Why did it seem like things were getting harder as the days went by? All of New Dawn was still in turmoil and now, to add onto everything, Fayne had gone into heat. Just what she needed to increase stress levels in the pack. Every male within a mile's radius would smell her. The fae had secluded herself once more in Sunrise Meadow where everything seemed untouched by the worries, hatred, and fear that spread throughout the traditional wolf pack. The scent was overwhelming in her own nostrils. Physically she felt energized and in need of a man's touch. But, mentally she couldn't shake all of the thoughts that had stacked up over the days. More troubles seemed to arising around her. All she needed, was her mind to be distracted by something or someone. One person in particular put a large smile on her face as she lay there with the afternoon sun beating down on her, Noah. If only he was here right now.


She let her mind wonder to him and the life they'd have together, factoring out Amy and the other troubles in the pack. The heat brought on another set of thoughts, more intimate thoughts about the stormy man. Her smile became somewhat seductive as she pictured all the things her body, and she, wanted him to do right now. The silver fae's squirmed in the grass as she pictured him on top of her, his strong body pressing into her. A growl rumbled on her lips wishing he were here. That was it, she needed him. She was mated now and it wasn't wrong to give into these urges anymore, no need to keep herself from him any longer.


With an attractive smile on her dark lips she left the meadow in search of her love. Her body was warm and tingling with anticipation already just to see the handsome wolf. Her plush tail swayed quickly behind her as she trotted through the beautiful landscape. It wasn't long before she picked up his scent and followed it picking up her pace to a run. Finally, she saw him in the distance and barked playfully to announce her arrival. When she reached him her instincts took over, the silver wolf became completely submissive in the man's presence. For the moment, Fayne had forgotten that she was afflicted by the the potent heat. Her muzzle met his placing several licks on his chin as whines poured from her maw, ears pushing back slightly in her greeting. Finally she settled down and placed the crown of her head in his scruff taking a deep inhale of him. He was intoxicating. She gave another small whine and backed up so she could look into those stunning blue eyes. Her voice was sultry as she spoke, though she didn't notice she was speaking the way she was. Noah, I'm so happy to see you. I was thinking about you. She was completely overwhelmed by the man's presence, she could feel her body tense up and then nearly shutter with joy.


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He was in love, head over heels in love with Fayne. She knew that he had his flaws with being a tab bit over protective, and maybe just a bit bossy. However she was so wonderful and so perfect that the silver male was willing to work on his flaws in order to make her as happy as he could, and in order to be the male that she deserved to have. Finally he found someone that pushed him to be the best that he could be, while she gave him the room that he needed in order to be the dickhead that he was. The dick head that she feel for, but he had to be better, for her

As the rank of Subord he was to train to be whatever the pack needed him to be, and right now with the battle looming closer and closer with each passing day, the male knew that his place was with the herbs, he wanted to be on the front line, he wanted to have her blood dripping up the ground as it seeped though his paw pads. However, he would let that dream rest, and would not fight for it as long as Fayne remained third string, or hell she stayed back to help him.
There was a sweet sent in the air, it made Noah a little more aggressive, and a lot more territorial. The male knew what, that sent was, who it belong to, well that was something else that the silver male could only hoped it belonged to.

Seeing his beloved, and the scent, that wonderful mind altering sent belong and came from just the female that he had hoped it came from. She greeted him a manner that allowed him to know that she was ever so happy to see him, and he was just as happy to see her.

The male growled as he puffed out his chest allowing her to lick and rub her scent all over him, yes…that was just want he wanted, he wanted all the males of the pack to know (if there was ever a question) just who she belonged to. ”Hey there sexy.” The male walked up to her nose down as he sniffed around her, the male found his way to her rear end as his cold nose rooted around. She was the one that male loved and wanted nothing more at this time, then to consummate this mate ship that they were in together.


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OOC: Haha, they really are traditional wolves. It's get straight to the point, my instincts are kicking in. X3 / +000



It was hard for her to simply stand there and look him in the eyes, she wanted to do so much more. Her body screamed at her, told her she needed him and she wanted him. This wolf, she loved him with every fiber of her being. It was overwhelming combining love with the already potent heat, her body high off of her own scent and Noah's presence. His growl was powerful and alluring as was the way he held himself, proud. His voice rumbled from the pit of his chest and out his mouth, a physical force that made her body shutter slightly. She was sensitive to everything he did right now and it was heaven. His nose ran along her body and she straightened up lifting her tail so he could sniff her. Her body continued to tense with each touch he made to her, tail swaying gently. At the touch of his nose on her rear she backed up slightly almost without thought. She was his and she wanted him to know that.


The silver fae couldn't help the whines that continued to flow from her muzzle, egging the stormy wolf to do what the scent was telling them both to do. Fayne circled around him letting her tail run under his chin as she walked. Her body brushed against him the whole time until she came to his head again where she place more licks while she whined desperately. It truly was a desperate feeling like this couldn't happen any quicker. Part of her was shy, hesitant but she let the scent tell her what to do. Fayne never relaxed from her submissive posture. She was usually a submissive wolf, but she felt even more inclined to be that way around him. Her eyes locked to his, pleading him to follow along letting the heat be their conductor. Words weren't even needed anymore, there really wasn't anything to say. Fayne brushed underneath him, her small frame fitting perfectly underneath his chin.


She was so new at this and really didn't know what she was doing, she hoped Noah had a clue. The smile never left her face as she continued to rub herself on him while she breathed him in letting the shutters continue. She came up along his side once again and her muzzle met his her mouth opening and tongue coming out to lick him some more. She couldn't help a sensual growl as she pressed into him. Noah, I don't think I can stand this. You're killing me, just by standing here. Her voice was soft with a touch of uncertainty. This was the first time she'd ever done anything of the sort with a male. She'd come close but before it was only because she was in heat and it'd been fogging her perception. Now, it was because she was in love and the heat was only increasing her desires. I love you... Her cheek ran against his ans she stepped forward eyeing him seductively over her shoulder. This was going to happen. She could barely contain herself. The daydreams she was having just a few moments ago were about to come true.


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All plans of taking it slow and letting their relationship slowly come into bloom had been quickly tossed out of the window. The male did not fight the lady from rubbing all over him, in fact he wanted it. Noah wanted all of the other males to smell her all over him. The male was glad…no blessed by some god to have her. His hips wanted to dig into her hips; the male stood there his hips trusting into the nothing watching her snake around. With a whimper the male lowered his nose, taking a second to follow her as his nose followed her all around. He wanted her to hold still, he wanted to see if she was truly ready for mating. The male wanted to have a taste. Once she stopped for a second the male snarled and quickly took the time to drag his rough, bumpy, textured tongue over her. With a whine the male folded his ear back against his silver crown, as a paw smacked against her back, the male needed her to hold still. There was no more of her snacking around, and rubbing around. Her sent was begging him to do what just simply must be done. Skipping up on his back legs to get to her, the male bucked into her once, and then slipped off, with a snarl that only fueled him more. Frankly if anyone tried to mount her other, then him right now he would probably hurt someone. This was his prize, and he would not share with anyone.

With her second pass the male wined against this time more forcefully licking around under her tail, and it wasn’t like she was fighting him. The male did not waist anytime slipping right up onto her back the stub pushed into her hips, and his other leg pushing her leg back the male wasted no time locking onto her. The male pushed all of his weight onto her, as he pushed hips into her, and then trusted back, after a few trusts the male was in, and wasted no time pushing into her. There was no worry if his size was hurting her with him partially laying on her. Pushing her back further and further the male felt the growing and tightness from between the two of them. Finally giving one last good push into her, the male was no longer able to pull him-self out anymore, that did not stop him though, his hips madly trusted into her. With each trust, it pushes the swollen knot deeper and deeper into her begging body. The male was unknowingly ensuring that every last speed was spilling into her.

With a whine the male fell over top of her, trying to pull him-self out, with a whine he pushed him-self in again and then laid upon her back. His tongue rolled out of his mouth as he started to pant. What had he just done…The male was so caught up with her scent and being in heat he did not think of what he had just done to the both of them, and had just done to her.

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OOC: Lol, awkward. Tongue / +000



The whole time she circled around Noah, it became quite clear that he couldn't wait either. The scent was driving both of them wild. Fayne wasn't herself, surely. Right now, she was something more. She was passionate, fiery, tempted by the handsome and enticing wolf before her. She was raw, pure wolf. In these moments, all that she knew about the humans and Luperci seemed to slip away and she was simply a wolf again driven by instincts and the need to procreate. The only thing that remained with her besides instincts was her intense love for Noah.


His whimpering, whining, and complaining only turned her on more and she sent quiet growls back at him as he attempted to mount her. She didn't mean to make a waiting game out of it but she was slightly hesitant. If she hadn't been circling him he would have mounted her right then and there and it'd be done with. The silver fae needed time to adjust before he mounted her. The silver giant licked at her, telling her stop but she didn't until the very end responding to his complaints by means of whines and licks of her own to slow thing down a bit. The licks he placed near her tail had her heart beat racing, her breaths becoming quickened. He was tempting her more and more and with each lick she sunk further into her raw state of pure instincts.


When she came to a stop in front of him he wasted no time and vaulted onto her back. He was heavy, but she was able to stand with his back legs supporting some of his weight. All her uncertainty seemed to slip away from the moment he mounted her. This was happening now and she had no qualms at this moment in time. If not for the heat, she may have told him to slow down and take it easy but it was here and she had the intense need to do this. It was why the heat came in the first place. Her ears pressed back as he took a few moments to find his way in and once inside she growled with the pleasure it caused. Fayne tensed up her legs so she could stand in place as he thrusted, her head dropping and mind blanking thinking of nothing other than the sensation and the giant behind her. With each thrust she could feel him swell, it becoming harder and harder for him to pull back out. Fayne grew silent during this time aside from a few inevitable growls and glances back at him.


Finally he came to a close and slowed down to a stop, the warmth his actions caused had her panting, her heart beat racing. It was a rush. Her eyes turned to look at him. He was planted firmly inside her unable to pull out now that he'd finished. Fayne gave a long anxious whine. Now they'd have to wait for the swelling to subside. What would they do until then? Worn out, the silver fae dropped to the ground slowly tucking her legs underneath her. At least now she didn't have to support his full weight. She didn't know what to say, or do. They'd just mated, it was truly official now. His seed had filled her, they'd done it. Her mind returned to her and thoughts began to swarm thinking over what had just happened. She too had been so wrapped up in the heat that she'd laid aside all worries and let it happen, not that she regretted it one bit. Fayne turned and rested her head on the ground gazing back at the heaving silver wolf with a small smile on her lips. We're true mates now. She was happy, a bit surprised by the happenings, but content.

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The male had acted without thinking, he had taken what in a primal state of mind he wanted, and within that primal phase Noah did not think beyond his own needs and wants. Noah would have rather would up to where they were at now, warming her up making her ready for what was going to happen. Would he still have made their mateship official to one another, of course, however would he have gone as far as he had with her to fill her with a seed that could bring life? More then likely not. Noah loved her so much that he wanted to make sure she was ready to have a litter of children, and he was not even that great with children.

It was late now to take it back, all he could hope was that after all of this she still loved him, and he did not hurt her. Felling her tuck down and rolling the male groan as he rolled onto his back. looking over at her, as he tried to roll around to get some type of footing. Then out of nowhere, the very soft, and very caring side of Noah came back out, something he had locked up somewhere deep inside of him. ”I didn’t hurt you did I? I’m sorry I should have resisted temptation...I didn’t hurt you did I?” The male was scared that with his size that he had put too much weight down on her, and now that they were locked into one another.

With a sheepish smile the male looked over at her, ”Yeah, I guess with are, hmm. I will say that I would be a lucky man if I am ever able to repeat that with you.” The Sawtooht male licked his lips unsure of just now what to do now, if he had hurt her there was nothing he could do with how he had foolishly plunged the swollen knot into the depth of her. Thank you....” He felt like it was the right thing to say to her.”I love you, My sweet and sexy Fayne.” He confessed while declaring his owners ship.

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The she-wolf was thoroughly relieved when Noah rolled off of her, though she had to roll with him in order to accommodate their predicament. She found a comfortable position and smiled over at him. Concern struck his expression as soon as he hit the ground and her ears pinned to her head, his worried voice filling the air. She shook her head trying to give him immediate comfort. It hadn't hurt her in any way and she enjoyed it just as much as he did. It had happened fast and she would have rather taken some time to get there, but to be honest, she hadn't cared in that moment. She gave a small laugh and leaned over to nuzzle him. It's okay! I'm fine, you didn't hurt me at all. That was just as much me as it was you, I couldn't help myself. Her gaze fluttered away for a moment, a small blush developing under her layers of fur. She hadn't expected anything less than that, it was their first time after all and it wasn't fair for her to tease him the way she had.


Fayne smiled sweetly. She hoped they'd be able to repeat that, maybe with a little more restraint and attention to one another. Her ears pushed forward quickly and then back as she looked away shyly and then back at him again. Yes and we will repeat it, we're mates and I love you. I...I liked it. She said lowly, kind of shy to be talking about the subject. But, it was good for him to know that he was good at it. Fayne was still tired, panting a little bit as she lay there beside her mate. Her body was warm, the blush never seemed to fade and she had butterflies in her stomach. It seemed that they were piling up now that there was actually time for her to think. Fayne smiled and leaned forward to lick at his muzzle. Don't thank me silly. She nuzzled him and licked him one last time. I love you too handsome. She didn't noticed that he had basically called her his, and she didn't care. She was his, for here on out. Then she let her head fall so she could rest. She didn't know how long they'd be stuck like this, but until then might as well be comfortable.

She couldn't help but start thinking about the results of their actions. They had mated and she was in heat, which meant she could get pregnant. The thought had a bright smile on her face. She'd always dreamt of having pups and now it might be happening, with a simply wonderful wolf. Fayne looked over at him and smiled. She wondered what he would say if she did turn out to be pregnant, did he even want puppies? She hoped so and certainly thought he would. Her ears pasted her her head as she thought about asking him, trying to think of a quiet way of asking him. Then she pushed the thought away. They were supposed to be taking things slowly and now they'd pushed past that. If she did end up pregnant, which she would know if she was, then she would speak with him. She pushed close to him and nuzzled herself into his fur. Noah, just wanted to let you know how happy you make me. You're my dream come true. She let her eyes close. Resting up against him was nice, she could lay here for hours like this.


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