M - Skinny Dipping: Luperci Style

Toby · 09-02-2012, 07:30 PM

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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It may contain very strong language, drug usage, graphic violence, or graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

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Maturity being alcohol and more than likely some inappropriate flirtation xD

Toby was annoyed. After a series of failed fishing attempts he'd scampered from the shoreline in a bit of rage. Why could he never do anything right? The dark part of his mind twitched and made him some what depressed. He was simply in a terrible mood. As he stomped his way up from the ocean and headed for the moonstone lakes a series of rude thoughts coursed through his mind and veins. Both his fists were balled up in irritation.

He trekked through the area until he reached the lake shore and starred down at his black reflection. Over the months he'd changed miraculously. He'd gone from being Toby and Fang to just Toby. His physical appearance had changed as well. Although he was still rather handsome and muscular his fur had faded to its original dark ebony color. No red stains were present in his appearance. Some canines would never recognize him if not for his large brand on his chest given to him by that pale colored devil.

Thoughts of lust and sex and hate all mixed into one and swirled in his mind as he starred at the runescape. Amy. She was the only person Fang ever loved. The german shepherd male growled at the thoughts, half scaring himself silly. He swung his head around and scanned the area with his dark eyes. No one was there, for now, and so no one could have seen him spook at his own mind.

The male shook his head and whispered to himself in annoyance. Everyone believes I'm mad... And all I do is provide evidence that supports their beliefs. Then he uttered a noise of anger and stubbornly refused to gaze at his own reflection any more. He was Toby and that was final, as far as he was concerned.

Amy Sunders · 09-02-2012, 10:20 PM

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Well this was a treat. Smelling Fang Amy's features brightened. True, they wouldn't be able to have their usual amount of fun. Not with her having to care for a pup right now. Still, they could definitely be together. Tail swaying behind her moved through the woods, following the scent. This was an encounter she was looking forwards to. Explaining the pup not so much, but seeing him again sent her heart picking up.

Spotting him Amy howled, waving her hand languidly as she stepped down. Appreciatively she studied his wet form. Fang. It's been a while. Her brown eyes gleamed with desire, making no secret of the fact that she was admiring his form. Grew tired of dying your fur? She personally didn't have a preference either way. He'd turn red after a hunt with the blood. He didn't need dye for that. She moved right up, ready to place her arms around him.

Toby · 09-03-2012, 01:35 AM

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Well... This is gonna be entertaining... And she's pregnant still... right?

The scent drifted past in a change of breeze before she appeared. Then, from what felt like thin air, the female of Fang's dreams seemed to show up. Her pelt was marvelous, her eyes lustfully looking about him like a piece of meat. She spoke, calling him by his demon's name. The beast's thoughts stirred in his mind for the first time since the event against Ismeme. Sure, the personality wasn't strong enough to take up roots and control the body again, but it was strong enough to make Toby unable to hate the goddess before him.

The hate he had had when starring at the runescape mark was not allowed in her presence. She was his lover. She was the woman Fang wanted to be a mate to. He was her lover. A bit of lust came to the german shepherd but naturally Toby's kind heart deleted it from his mind. Toby wasn't a horny douche bag without thoughts to back him up. He was a flirt, but not a jerk.

Slowly the muscles that had tensed at her entrance relaxed under his fur. He forced a sigh to escape his mouth before he spoke. "Hello, Amy. And yes... I've decided the red looked tacky." Last time Toby was in control of the body Amy had wanted to kill him. She only spared him because of Fang. Now that he was gone, would she keep him around? His eyes shifted down her frame again. Out of the fellows in the world there was no way he was the only one she had sex with on a regular basis.

Arrogance from Fang's formal mind flooded his as he thought of their nights. She loved him so much. There was no reason not to... After all, he'd been a sex god at one point. He straightened himself up to come off a bit more dominant than he normally did. He could make her love him whether he was Fang or not.

Amy Sunders · 09-03-2012, 12:51 PM

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OOC nope. pup born, revenge against the father in action. just realized she literally hasnt taken any lovers since meeting fang. flirted with quite a few, but no lovers...

His frame had been tensed, slowly relaxing as she came down to settle around him. The forced sigh was a little surprising. She wasn't addressing Toby, was she? No, Toby hated her. The wimp usually tried to hurt her, or cowered away. At least, that was her impression of Fang's weaker half. Laughing she leaned into his frame, listening to his words as she situated herself around him. Blood does dye the fur much nicer, even if it doesn't last as long. She raised a hand to run it through his hair, tail swaying behind her.

Stepping away she looked over to the lakes that pooled behind them. They were quite beautiful in their appearance. Fang's dominance didn't bother her, used to the arrogance that he carried. If he wasn't acting arrogant it would have simply aroused her suspicions. It's a nice place you've picked out. Care to go swimming? She winked at him, willing to strip free of her clothing and dive in. She couldn't linger long. She had a pup to care for now. Amy could at least enjoy herself for a short time.

Toby · 09-04-2012, 07:42 PM

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Oh alright. And, oooo interesting Wink Just a thought... he should stumble on the pup and be all like "WHAAAAAAATTT!" -arm flail. PS. Toby's about to get confused with his lover boy thoughts.

He made her laugh. It was a bit of a surprise. After all, he wasn't Fang. She didn't seem to have a clue either. Something inside him secretly liked her laugh. Was it Fang? Was it him? Amy was confusing him. It was his first encounter with someone Fang preferred to be in company with. Toby hadn't prepared himself for this much mix of emotion from both sides. He held back a groan and tilted his head down as she pressed against him.

Would he pull away? No... she was too familiar. A hand slid instinctively around her waist to pull her in more. But I'm not Fang... he thought to himself slowly. Did he have to be Fang to like Amy, though? So far he'd only been annoyed slightly by her presence. Other wise he... he wanted her. There was a moment where he didn't say anything. Unlike Fang, Toby was savoring her scent so close to him. Fang would have slid a hand down too far or groped her suddenly. Not Toby. He'd learned to take things seriously. Every detail of a person you loved was import–

LOVE?! Her head shifted on him, looking into the water below. It was a surprisingly delightful couple looking back at him. His face so serious, her own expression so dominant and cunning. Another hand raised up to turn her out if she wasn't already, her rear against his front, holding hands on her waist and brushing finger tips along the smooth fur coat she wore so well. He knew he was being too soft to come off as Fang but he couldn't shake the fact he treated women a bit differently.

At her next words it snapped him out of what could have been a day dream and he straightened up more, chest further out, with a smirk on his face. "I'd love to," he said in his deep voice. Toby was already naked since Fang had long ditched all of their belongings weeks before the mental transformation. A slight instinctive urge came as memories of her naked body showed in his mind. He growled in a some what playful, anticipating way and pulled at the clothes she had on. Perhaps he was more like Fang than he had thought.

Amy Sunders · 09-04-2012, 07:59 PM

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He wasn't being as touchy as he normally was. His arms did cradle her close, his breath hot against her as he breathed her in. It wasn't something she was used to however. Tender touches were not how she lived, and she didn't know how to react to it. His hands glided down her body, experiencing each brush of her fur. A soft tingle ran through her, not anything she recognized. It made her want to pull away, uncomfortable with the movement. It wasn't the first time she'd felt Fang soften, but this was much more than before. Their time apart hadn't done any good for him. Fang? Are you alright? He was acting odd.

The playful smirk pushed those thoughts away again, growling back at him as she pulled out of his reach. Gently she undid the buttons, teasing in the movements before she let the blouse slip off. The jeans came off quicker, tail wagging as she winked over at him. Care to try and catch me? Turning she dived smoothly into the cool water, lapping over her. She swam through the water with strong strides before turning and treading, waiting for him to join her.

Toby · 09-09-2012, 02:19 PM

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That awkward moment when you think your reply posted... but it didn't...

"I'm fine..." he replied in such a deep, and thoughtful voice it somewhat increased his attractiveness. Any other female would have chills running down her spine, but of course it was never the same with Amy. Images passed once again through his mind of her naked body around his. The slight lust he felt earlier increased, making him hungry for Amy's mouth. That was when he began to growl and become somewhat more like Fang.

It was like he was trying to be a bit of both. It was as if a totally new personality had been created to take the body under a some what peaceful control. This new personality–the mix between good and evil–came with the softness and respect for women that Toby had until the idea of creating sexual acts kicked in. At the sight of her shimmying out from her clothes, a drooling came to his mouth he hoped she didn't notice. He slid dark eyes over her body as she teased him.

As her body disappeared toward the water his responded just as quickly. Having grown to be a fantastic swimmer, the german shepherd began to surge through. Water was his strength. Amy must not have known that. Like a shark in the water he was upon her within seconds, smirking as his arms wrapped around her. In satisfaction he stood up in the water, it only being around five feet here, lacing her legs around his waist and kissing her hard. The kiss just locking in emotions Fang had always felt for the pale fae. Toby's mind raced in question as to what exactly he was feeling but there was also the heap of lust piling between there bodies.

His hands raised up to brush from her legs, rear, and hips up to her back where he proceeded to press her closer. Amy's scent littering his thoughts and lips to his he found a deep peace he hadn't expected. Sure, he'd been fine now that Fang was gone but this was his first woman to take as Toby; not as Fang. And he liked it. He liked her. He liked her just like Fang had liked her. Fang had loved her.

Amy Sunders · 09-09-2012, 07:57 PM

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OOC XD

The thought in his voice surprised her again. Was he really telling the truth? Fang had always been a mixed bag, thinking deeper than one would expect from a killer. She didn't always know what he was thinking, intriguing her to wonder what was on his mind. Always Amy thought of herself first, not caring for anything else. What he could be thinking about so deeply when she was there though, that was the puzzle. Usually his full attention was on her. Something was going on that she didn't understand. Frowning she pushed that off, winking as she caught sight of him drooling over her body. It wasn't perfect, scars marring her back, but it was near it.

A strangled yelp broke through Amy, surprised by his speed and strength. They had never gone swimming before, so she hadn't known what to expect. This was incredible. Gleaming brown eyes admired his frame as he wrapped around her, muscles taut against him. Caught she wrapped around him, letting her fingers tease over his flesh. The damp fur revealed the strength beneath him, running down to the scar that marked him as hers. She traced over the rune thoughtfully, pride in her eyes. An intense kiss broke the possessive train of thought. Amy rarely cared if her lovers slept with others. She simply expected her to be first and foremost in their minds. She had no doubts of that with him.

The lustful actions brought an ache she hadn't expected. Amy hadn't had any pleasure for herself since Lucias was born. Her attention had been taken by the pup, focused on her and nothing else. Even worse, Amy knew that if she gave in she would want to linger. Rubbing against Fang she growled. You belong to me, Fang. No one else. The possessive words held a sharp edge to it, nipping at his body before she turned and pushed herself away to stand. Have anything to drink? She had to keep herself from giving into him.

Toby · 09-10-2012, 10:48 PM

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:x hims... -.-

It was in the moment before their kiss that he spotted the possession in her eyes. He could see exactly what he was to her: property. He wasn't something she loved or needed in life, rather he was something of a thing that she had acquired over the months and that was it. It pissed him off, putting it nicely. It was the thoughts of hurt, of betrayal from what he'd wanted in his mind, the memories of their nights together, and of course Fang's ever kindling emotion for the female that fueled his kiss. He wanted to prove he was lovable, without really understanding that's what it was he wanted. He didn't know that's really what the game was about. It was all about him proving himself to Amy. Proving he was worthy of her true affection and he wasn't just a play thing. He wanted to be loved and for some reason it always ended up being Amy he tried to be loved by.

All of this was in his kiss. The passionate kind that was easily mistaken by lust and fueled with some sort of fire burning deep in his chest. His breathing was deeper, taking in breaths to try and control himself as he pressed and pulled her into him. He was going to make her understand. She didn't have a choice. As she kissed him back he felt her give in, just a tiny bit, rubbing up against him and growling in a voice that rattled her thoughts on him. Then suddenly she was gone. Her body: gone. Her lust: gone. His eyes narrowed through the darkness of his mind at her, half disappointed he'd failed in communicating to her and half enraged by what she'd claimed so boldly.

The casual request for liquor caused a growl of annoyance to echo deep in his chest and rattled out his throat in almost a roar. "No dammit. I've got nothing for you." He was giving up. Giving in to the anger that seemed so easy to awaken these days. Turning sharply from her he splashed his way to the shore and glared off into the surroundings. Was this his fault? She didn't even know who he was. She'd addressed him as Fang. As the demon that no longer was hosted inside him. As the puppy that'd been so easy to sway. Toby was different. He was the thinker. He was the one who plotted and felt things Fang hadn't been capable of. His anger pounded in his ears, appearing much more violent than Amy had ever witnessed. Then another growl came up. "My name is Toby, by the way," he added harshly and turned to see her reaction.

She's going to leave now, he thought for certain. He had his ears flattened against his skull, chest puffed out with her brand glistening in the light, and tail and head held high. It was almost like he was more dominant in appearance than Fang ever had been. Perhaps it was his rage that fueled the body language. He clenched his fists and waited for her to either attack, leave, or cuss him out. He was sure this wasn't going to end well.

Amy Sunders · 09-11-2012, 12:42 AM

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OOC lol 'property' XD she doesnt see him as that at all

The growl turned Amy back, looking at him in surprise. She just wanted a drink, nothing wrong with that. True, usually she didn't break off from such passion. Amy wasn't about to explain herself though. Her reasons were her own. Telling him that she had a kid was the last thing she wanted to do. Amy didn't acknowledge it herself half the time, even when Lucias was in her arms. She stayed in the water, gazing at him calmly as he moved past. The rage was sweet, intoxicating as it rose off him. There were so many reasons why she was drawn to him. His passion, his similarity to her, his fierce loyalty and the fact that she could count on him, simply because she was attractive to him. It was a good thing that she was. Amy didn't trust that he wouldn't leave her if he found someone better.

The level of his violence was surprising, more than she had seen before. Shocked she stared at him, wondering what was going on. Why was he so angry? What had stirred this deep violence? The name gave her pause. Amy studied the dog before him, his angry dominance. That was Fang, wasn't it? The Fang that she had known so well. That was Fang she was drawn to, not the weaker half, not Toby. No. She stepped forwards, placing a hand on the scar on his chest. You can't be. You're Fang. My Fang. He wouldn't lose to Toby. He wouldn't leave her. He wasn't able to.

Toby · 09-11-2012, 10:32 PM

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xD He's a confused little pup, just him thinking confuses ME when I'm writing.

She didn't bother to follow him. She didn't bother to show she could actually care for him. No, he wasn't much to her at all, or at least that's how Toby saw it and that meant he was just a play thing. He stood there in his anger, confused at himself for the first time since Fang had vanished. He thought he'd solved his problems when he took the body back in his control but... this wasn't him. This wasn't him to want to be important to Amy. A grim look crossed his face with the last spit of his name before Amy showed up with a hand on his chest.

She could probably feel his breathing, moving quicker than normal in his flash of rage, and sense the tensity of his muscles. She would be able to see the look of both sincerity and annoyance. This was his life: being confused and lonely and insane. "Fang was weaker than you believed," he said in a livid tone of voice. He shrugged her hand away before going on, "And now I have to deal with being in love with you and juggle outbursts of Fang-anger!" The comments fueled with such anger were not thought through before they vomited from the German Shepherd's mouth. Would she notice the fact he'd so angrily admitted to?

Growing quiet he forced himself to calm down and stare down at the ground. He wouldn't meet her eyes. He knew they were probably making fun of him by now. Those brown, devilish eyes. The ones that were so attractive and cruel at the same time. Eventually he got his breathing back to normal, but the tense and dominant way he held himself remained the same as if it were his preferred position. He prepared himself to be rejected and teased.

Amy Sunders · 09-12-2012, 04:12 PM

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His heart was racing, muscles taut beneath her touch. There was so much life to him, so much passion. The thought of all the love and lust and rage that had been Fang permanently being erased was impossible. There wasn't even a body. It couldn't be true. She was standing here, looking at him. Toby's words brought rage flashing across her eyes. He wasn't weak! He wasn't. That was her Fang, the one she'd marked and claimed. He couldn't be gone, swallowed down by Toby. You messed up. You are Fang, you just don't know it. That had to be the truth. He looked like Fang, talked and stood like him.

Remembering those odd moments in his speech a flicker of uncertainty crossed her eyes. Perhaps he was telling the truth. No, the Toby she'd known was a weak coward. Someone who couldn't even stand up to her. Shaking her head Amy crossed her arms. You can't love me. You can't feel that. Loving her was a pointless act. She could have explained that to him. Amy couldn't love those that weren't family, or she would risk everything that she was. He wasn't family, so she couldn't love him. It was as straightforward as that. Toby hates me.

Toby · 09-15-2012, 04:53 PM

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Mrlah.

She was pissed, to say the least. Denying him of what he knew to be true and trying to make her words be alive. She wanted Fang. She wanted Fang and not Toby. "If he wasn't weak then why am I, Toby, standing in front of you today? Why is it that Fang was made from my personality? Why is it that I'm the one Fang got all that he was from?" He was crossing closer to her. He was in a rage just as much as the fae. He wanted to prove who he was. He'd been trying to do that all this time and now that Fang was gone it was ridiculous he was having to do it again... especially when he was doing it to Amy.

"Fang was created from me! I'm the one who was born angry. The one that lusted after women all those years. The one who's had feelings for you!" He was dramatically throwing his hands around, body closer to her's every time he made a point. "I'm the one who hated you while my other half of my brain loves you! I'm the one who fought for so many years until Fang was distracted by you and didn't fight back good enough when I took over my body!"

The german shepherd paused, allowing it to sink into her twisted mind. It had been him all along... Fang was his creation all of these years. He was someone that had allowed Hell to spawn into a personality of his own and take his body for a ride weekly. That was all different now but, still, he wanted her to understand for some odd reason.

As he drew to be more calm and found control over the anger that had surged so boldly inside him, another thing came into his mind. Very quietly, in a deep voice that hinted to Amy how stubborn he had become, he spoke again. "I'm the one who's body you've had sex with. I'm the one who you branded that first night. I'm the one who has feelings for you while you believe me to be a play thing..."

She uttered her reply against his emotions and feelings. He wasn't allowed to love her apparently. He took the salt into the wound and starred at her silently, wheels turning the words over and over in his mind. Black eyes intensely starred directly into her own. The intensity was an overwhelming kind, one that pressed his feelings upon her and would of made any other female turn away. He just wanted her to see he was Toby.

Amy Sunders · 09-16-2012, 01:20 AM

The black dog moved closer to Amy, almost towering in his rage. Her ears flattened down, not wanting to hear what he was saying. She knew it was true, she just didn't want to accept it. She didn't want Fang to be gone. She'd loved killing with him, sleeping with him, even enjoying his arrogance and brusque attempts at being polite. The last part almost broke her. Yes, he did hate her, but being told that she had been the cause of Fang's disappearance stung deeply, stepping away from him in weakness.

Amy held his gaze, seeing all the emotions that flickered there, emotions that she knew would only be cut up and hurt worse by existing for her. Fang wasn't my play thing. She stayed tall, glaring at him. Fang had been her equal, hers alone. Shrinking down Amy glanced to the ground, not quite sure what to say now. Studying him she sighed, knowing it was true. Fang was gone. She could see him in Toby's features, but it wasn't the same. Can't you bring him back?

Toby · 09-16-2012, 10:47 PM

He was an open book; read by his every move and body language. He half way thought she deserved to be hurt but at the same time he wanted to be her shoulder to cry on. It was a mixed signal he sent her with each passing second but at the same time his words and other ways of communicating his desires were clear as glass. Black ebony eyes, both harsh and caring, starred her down intensely. He took in her every move and reaction to what he said.

Surprised by her moving back he let up, realizing just how terrible he'd become with the merge of Fang's personality and his own. Was he really what Fang once had been? Just with a bit more manners? Since the combination he hadn't killed or raped but... there was always the possibility that he could become the new demon... Amy's voice announced her emotions and, with great amazement, he caught the feelings in her gaze that flashed there rather quickly. What was that? Was that something equal to what Fang had felt? Just a tiny bit downgraded, maybe? Then she requested for him to bring back the beast and a newly found anger swelled in him.

"You don't understand..." he said, voice straining as he forced himself to stay in control. The problem was his body portrayed the restraint. His chest was beating faster with each breath of hot air and his fist balled up on his sides. He starred down the girl before him and wondered exactly how terrible he must look if even Amy, a monster herself, couldn't love him in response. She wanted Fang. It was useless. He closed his eyes and sighed deeply, trying to de-stress himself through the useless action. As he opened them back up something flashed into his eyes, perhaps a bit of the Fang who use to exist, and he crossed to be a few inches away from the female.

Bodies almost touching, he matched his eyes with her's yet again and let his breath tickle her fur. "I can't be Fang. I'm Toby...but..." Snatching her chin into his grip, he tilted her mouth up towards his and half glared half pulled a smirk out onto his mouth that made Fang even more visible in his appearance. "Can you not see that we're the same person?"

Amy Sunders · 09-17-2012, 01:53 PM

The mixed emotions were clear. He still hated her, but everything in his stance, in his movements, spoke to her of the one that she'd desired so intensely. Fang was there but not wholly. This was the result of the merger, and she couldn't say that she enjoyed it. Then again, there was still so much of Fang left. His anger, his touch, his body. Perhaps if Fang had won Amy would find him too softened, too gentle to stand. As it was she was faced with a tough choice. She had to choose whether or not she could let go of Fang and move forwards, knowing they would never kill together again.

His rage was almost humorous. Toby hadn't denied that he desired her. He'd even gone so far as to claim that he felt love for her, an emotion that poured with weakness. Her own frame was still damp from the swim, bare before him. It was odd, feeling stripped of her defenses. They should have still been there. It wasn't the first time someone had seen her naked. Yet it felt deeper than that, completely exposed to him. Even at this point Amy was sure that he couldn't harm her. So his anger was just another pointless emotion running through him.

Toby approached Amy, defiance glimmering in her eyes. She met those black orbs, intense with their hate and passion. He wasn't Fang. They weren't the same person, despite what he might think. Still, did it really matter? Fang was gone. Amy leaned into his frame, heat rising off him. Well...perhaps we can work something out. Her eyes were cold, pushing him back to where he'd started. She didn't love him, but perhaps Toby could earn the passion Fang had invoked in her.

Toby · 09-18-2012, 10:23 PM

For someone to have stood by, hearing all his thoughts, and listened to his confused reasoning would have resulted in the being laughing heartily. Toby, a man of utter chaos, was repeatedly switching between his hate and loathing for what Fang and the girl had become meanwhile accompanied by the strange emotions he felt connected to Amy. Standing before her, he could care less whether she kissed him or hugged him or hurt him. He just needed some way for him to get answers.

As she pushed him from her and spoke out it was obvious she would never feel the same. He'd calculated the fact all a long but to see the straight up rejection so boldly in her brown eyes made him just a tad bit more hurt. It flashed in his eyes like a ghost, only visible for the one second it chose to show its face. His ears flicked from being perked to flattened against his skull to an alert position once more. Undecided, as usual, he let his eyes wonder down her frame and looked for exactly what she was suggesting.

"Like what?" he finally said, his voice in the tone used by a scientist who's inquiring on an experiment. He desired the fae, sure enough, yet he was still unsure as to whether he was truly interested in what she offered. Perhaps he should have just left while he could, or maybe even never had brought up the feelings within his heart. No matter what, what had been done was done and he couldn't change the past no matter how recently the history had been written. Ebony found sepia again as he met her gaze. What did he really need from someone who refused to give him what he needed...?

Amy Sunders · 09-19-2012, 01:31 AM

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The flicker in his eyes was clear. He was disappointed that she didn't see him as Fang. Ironic, since he'd been the one being so insistent that that wasn't who he was. Toby had a chance though. While Fang might be gone, Toby had her lover's body, and hopefully, her lover's skill. Perhaps she could learn to care for Toby after a manner. Lifting a hand she traced it over the scar, doing her best to push back the pitiful feelings that weighed on her. His tone was flat, much of the emotion gone from him. Poor Toby, so torn and lost. Amy would help him.

Looking up into his eyes she smiled sweetly. You're not Fang, but you still bear my mark. So we are still bound to one another. Pushing herself closer Amy closed her eyes, letting herself forget who she addressed and simply speak to her memory. Those moments together...it's hard to forget them. I wonder if I will ever taste it again, if you can bring me to that same peak. Opening her eyes Amy smiled sweetly, wondering if Toby would pick up the challenge. Was he strong enough to do that? Or would he admit that Fang was the only one to satisfy her?

Toby · 09-19-2012, 07:42 PM

Vicious in his longing, Toby fell for her brown eyes as she gave a proposition for him to act like Fang. To be her Fang again, however, was going to prove a more difficult task than Amy hoped. Although he was powerful and strong and passionate, it would take more will for the nice personality to morph into someone so evil. He had potential though, and like a loyal dog he wouldn't let his lover down.

She had pressed on his mark and left a tingling sensation in his chest as her words implied sex. Surely he could pull this off. When she opened her eyes back up and smiled a full on Fang-smirk highlighted into his ebony face. Picking the nearest tree out, he thrust her back against it and quickly cornered her against the rough bark. Memories flashed through him of what had happened when Amy was between his body and a tree. His lust was starting to act up more and more as he proceeded to run claws down her body; soft at first and then growing more and more aggressive while he scratched her skin through her fur coat.

His head bent down to let a low, hinting growl in her ear just before he nipped at her neck. Remembering her previous words, his obvious pride he'd hidden during his years of sharing his brain with Fang came out to treat Amy to more evil-like qualities. "I'll be better," he growled and pulled up her thighs up around him by stabbing his claws into her skin. "You'll be begging for more," he said with a smirk as he starred into her brown eyes.

Amy Sunders · 09-20-2012, 12:46 AM

She didn't care anymore if he wasn't Fang. Yes, she'd miss the dog, and yes, it was painfully familiar to see him and the brand she'd placed, but she wasn't going to look for something that wasn't there. Now she was asking for Toby, to see what he was made of. If there was as much of Fang in him as he claimed she wouldn't be disappointed. The rough treatment almost disappointed her. No elegance was in his movements as he backed her up, Amy's body hitting against it hard. It was only her skill and strength that prevented her from being hurt by that blow. Growling her eyes flashed, the darker feelings inside flickering. Amy had years to control her inner demon and keep it at her beck and call. Toby was just learning, but Amy could let it loose as she willed, and right now was tempting.

Lunging forwards Amy bit at his cheek, sharp teeth not just nipping but seeking blood before she pulled back to lick at his wound, feeling his claws sooth her body with their rough touch. The claws trailed down, Amy doing her best to keep the shuddering beast inside her at bay, the one that longed to throw him down and pin him, to be the one on top and in control. Her thighs rose briefly, but she wasn't going to just let Toby try and tame her. Big words for someone who can't decide who he is. She just let loose a couple chains, pushing him back while kissing him hungrily, not in any hurry. Vaguely the knowledge that she still would have to go and look after Lucias ran through her mind, but right now she was going to prove she wasn't to be pushed around, hunger in her as her kisses nipped and drew blood.

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