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Hesitation was a tease within itself. It was the thought, the try for something more only to have it hindered by doubt however fickle, however small. She could feel it in him, perceive it by his actions. Perhaps had it not been for her touch, the nerve might have been lost for the moment, or taken longer to surface to engage what both desired.

But the grace of hardened flesh against the warm, slick recess dismissed again all thought as anticipation was rewarded with a worthwhile prize slipped deeper to its hilt. The tension of fleshed walls was involuntary, a mere reflex to the intrusion of a long since coveted place. Her hackles rose and prickled to points as the whole of her nearly recoiled from the heated flesh. Body and mind incurred a separation as her mind's desires were contested by the lack of preparation of her body. Her muscles were too taut, too stiff to aid in the movement and she whined softly as he began to. Her claws grated against the ground for stability, grasping for any and everything to gain control until body and mind came to an understanding.

Instinct won out against the senseless struggle, and in compliance her muscles relinquished their tension aiding to the rhythmic procession that awakened every nerve. And making her flesh much easier to penetrate.


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#22
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Word Count :: 200+ || Points: 2

The discomfort of his lover wasn’t lost to the dark wolf. Neither her whine nor the firmness of her flesh slowed the tempo of his hips but they did instill a desire to comfort her. But how such a feat could be accomplished from his position was another matter altogether. He shuffled his front paws where while moving and wishing they were the more dexterous arms of his other form. He could then hold her affectionately and feel her hold on him. But it wasn’t the case. Jaden decided then that love was better made in another form. Changing now wouldn’t be productive to desire though so he settled for a gentle lick on his beloved’s back.

Pleasure began to build even fast in him once she relaxed and became more receptive to his intrusion. A certain amount of pleasure was found in the resistance offered by rigid pressure but ease in movement and knowing she was comfortable offered far more. The pace began to pick up and his breathe was becoming labored. A soft whine described his feelings ineffectively. Sound could do it no justice but was the only way he could tell her and she could tell him of what was felt. But perhaps not a lot need be expressed. This was more significant than for simple pleasure. This was a bond he had longed to finalize in such a way for so long. There was no one he loved more than the female now taking all he had to give.



Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.


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An interruption was perhaps unheard of. Even with her prior mate she wouldn’t have dared withdraw without repercussions following swiftly after. But it was the fact she was able to with little more than a pawing at her backside that conveyed just one difference between the two males that had taken her heart. The raw instinct of one, and the understanding of the other. She could sense the struggle between the feral and the civil minds within the Issum’s mind. Neither would tip to its own side, perfectly level and taunting on the threshold. It was a torturous obstacle she endured once before and overcame…but now it was his turn to assert either to reign.

She held little Zeus close, growling softly to ease his troubled mind and lull him back to sleep. Whilst one male was in her arms another came up behind her, professing his desire for something other than rest while at the same time ensuring the pup would not be disturbed. X’yrin looked behind at her needful beloved offering him the same consoling voice and placing a gentle kiss of apology on his muzzle. With his arms around her, she leaned back into his chest using him as a support while continuing to set the child to a state of ease. Then gradually his breath evened and by the beat of his little heart she felt him return to sleep. Carefully, she returned him to his own little pile of furs, tucking him snuggly under a marten pelt.

Rather than leave immediately, she turned to her friend and lover and looked to him through eyes veiled by red. She placed her hands on either side of his muzzle and drew him closer to their noses would meet. Her eyes closed with content behind their veil, then tail swayed slowly…tauntingly but did not pull to one side nor lift. In this state of calm she lavished him with endearing kisses of gratitude of his understanding, though it was well known it pained him. She could see it, she could feel it as she pulled her body flush against his own, but made no immediate effort to conquer it.

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#24
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Word Count :: 400+ || Points: 4

Thought was all but gone now. The moving of his body was numb to fatigue and only slowed by the limitations of his form and the comfort of his mate. Everything seemed to dim in comparison to the sensation resonating from where the two bodies connected. A climax was approaching. The male identified the energized tingle which represented a complete spending of himself.

But it wasn’t to be. From the darkness reached a gentle beacon of sound that drew the Issum from his ecstasy. He knew it’s meaning but glanced down to be sure his love had heard. She had and wasted little time in removing his excited member from her nether regions. The male could do little but whine and comply with the surrogate mother’s wishes. In honesty, he didn’t wish to have an innocent mind witness such guilty pleasure. The rapid beating of his heart, the burning lust so utterly teased by a climax nearly found, and the adrenaline that gave him enough energy to move with her for hours demanded that he not let her go without expressing his unfulfilled desire. So he followed her quadruped form with desperate whines and suggestive pawing at her backside until she began to shift.

At that point even his instincts could not deny what had fallen out of reach. Jaden sat at the mouth of her den and tried to catch his breath. It took a long few minutes before he was able to calm himself enough to shift comfortably. Even then he was still physically ready to do the deed. Such a thing might not pass for a very, very long while. Now dexterous digits reached up and ran through his thick, black mane. It was an uncommon gesture for the Issum but seemed fitting as he continued to look disappointedly at the chamber’s floor.

A now tall and bicolored body found its way into the Issor’s den. He was quiet and tried not to stir the pup now cradled enviously against his mate. Desire had not gone from him nor had all of the excitement, but he had no idea how long it might take to get the little one back to sleep. For all he knew, the moment was already lost to his lover. So he drew himself in to the furs and pressed himself against her warm and unoccupied backside. He prodded her shamelessly near her tail simply because he couldn’t help it before wrapping his arms around the wonderful body and nuzzling in to her neck with an affectionate kiss.



Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.


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An interruption was almost unheard of during a crucial time as union. And it was difficult for her not ¬to be bothered by it, but there was little about it that could be helped when the youth was involved. Though the repercussions were bearable, further portraying the differences between her prior mate and her intended. Understanding as opposed to a stubborn demeanor commanding undivided attention regardless of what transpired around them. But with that understanding, she could not help but notice that sliver of weakness that became a stark difference between the two males.

But the thoughts were in passing as she tended to lull the pup to sleep. Feeling the arms of her friend and lover encircle her, she fell back against him growling softly to put the boy in a state of ease to dream. Though a change in venue would have surely changed the dynamic of the situation, it was apparent that for one the desires were still intact and were lying primed against her backside for the opportune moment. The inward war raged of instinct and the civil mind, one wanting to tend to the pup another time and continue the carnal pleasures of fur and flesh, whilst the other was inclined to see to the little one's pleasant drift to sleep.

And when his breathing evened and heartbeat was a slow, rhythmic tune, she laid him back down into his own comfortable bed and snuggly tucked him within his marten pelt. Though with him settled, the change in mood was not immediate. It was a gradual shift, more like the subtle inclinations that spelled desire in scent and sound. But even then the sound was muted and scent had waned as a kind of calm overtook her otherwise frazzled features. She looked to her Issum and took either side of his muzzle between umber hands and gently drew him forward for their noses to touch. Beneath the wild veil of red bangs, she looked to him with content within her amber eyes. Her tail swung lazy catering to neither one side or the other, nor did it lift to lure the male's apparent want. The whole of her had simply fallen into a content state...a calm state shared with one whom she loved.

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#26
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The warmth shared between bodies in this embrace had changed for the moment. The lust was still present and the desire. The excitement for having two ready bodies so close lingered too. But the warmth between them was now love. The feeling burned hot in him and threatened to overpower even his desires as he held her and felt the heat of her body against him. Jaden left his muzzle buried in red fur while she catered to Zeus. His Issor’s sweet heartbeat could be heard from this close. The rhythm wasn’t slow like that of a sleeping body nor was it skipping at an excited tempo. It was an alert rate that beat evenly, expressing that the male still held her attention away from the lure of sleep.

His tail swept patiently and he waited to see if he was right in that conclusion. His beloved proved it when she turned and took a gentle hold on him. He smiled at her whilst still holding the beautiful body in his arms. Looking into amber, it was suddenly hard to understand how long he’d managed to keep away from her. He had once been conflicted in choosing another over this wonderful woman? Preposterous. Never again. He moved to brush her bangs away and kissed the muzzle pressed against his sweetly. Together they shared a moment of content in one another’s presence.

He would be the one to break the hold and encourage more between them once again. The darker body lay back and pulled hers with it and away from the sleeping pup. On top of him she would be lavished with kisses first on her muzzle then under it and gently into her throat. And once he felt she was comfortable again, and assuming she’d continue to be compliant, he would turn their intertwined bodies over and take his position above her.



Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.


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