M-Quench this heat

POSTED: Mon Jun 04, 2012 9:48 pm

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<p><i>OOC: Making Mature just in case. The <a href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_2Iu5I9KQZ8&feature=related' target='_blank'>Kata</a> Hotaru is performing.</i>
<p>Hotaru woke up feeling that nothing was right with the world. She felt antsy, almost itchy. Not matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't sit still. It was like someone had lit a fire inside of her and it wouldn't die no matter how hard she tried. The grey wolf paced back and forth impatiently inside her house as she attempted to focus on the tasks that she needed to accomplish that day. Fawkes had left to hunt for Kelia earlier that morning, so Hotaru didn't need to worry about that. However, Hotaru had a few projects to finish or start and some touch up to do around her house.

<p>Depiste the grey female's best efforts; she just couldn't settle down long enough to actually get anything done. By mid day, Hotaru was about ready to scream. Finally, the female gave up on trying to do anything productive. Hotaru turned and strode into her woodworking room. There she grabbed a staff, one that was less decorated and more sturdy than her usual pick. The staff Hotaru grabbed wasn't to aid her, it was a tool designed for fighting. Without another word, the blind female left her house and quickly made her way through Thornbury. She had no desire to be seen in her current state of mind. It had been nearly a year since her last heat cycle, an unusual occurrence for the female. Hotaru had started to believe that her injury had made her sterile somehow, but her current state had completely disproven that hypothesis.

<p>With her mind clouded by strange thoughts and an unnecessary unease the young feme turned to an old source of discipline; staff training. It had been over a year since she had last handled a staff with the intent to fight, and Hotaru wondered if she would even remember the routines. After a short walk through the forest, the blind female arrived at the sea. She inhaled the wet, salty scent of the ocean; savoring its unique flavor. A soft breeze caressed her summer coat and softly touched her cheek. A shiver went down the female's spine and she ferociously shook her head. Hotaru strode a few more steps and checked the immediate area with her staff. Once assured that beach was clear of anything to hinder her practice, Hotaru took her beginning stance.

<p>She moved slowly at first, her legs wobbled slightly as she moved through the different poses. Her staff cut through the wind and her unease began to abate. After a minute, her body started to remember to forms and her speed increased slowly until she was moving at a decent speed. Each pose was executed well, although not to the same degree that she could once move. Her lithe body moved easily to her commands, although her balance was not as good and her long legs trembled a little as she switched her stance. Although the fire wasn't' gone, Hotaru was confident that she was in control again.

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POSTED: Sun Jun 10, 2012 3:59 am

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<p>He had been in the pack for a few weeks, and although life had taken a lot of adjustment, Levent Kartal was content. He was more scarce than most of his new fellows, preferring to spend a lot of time outside of the territory, but he returned to his new home most nights and did his best to meet the d’Artisans and at least help provide food for them. Spending time with the livestock had helped as well, as they needed extra hands with the communal animals, and it was the duty he had taken to the best.
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Lev had spent a good couple of hours sitting with them and chatting while Wilson searched (in vain) for barn-mice; there were a lot of other cats in the territory, a colony belonging to one senile old lady in particular, and the pack was not for want of mousers. The luperci good-naturedly offered scraps of his meal to his friend before the cat strolled off for his noontime nap, relaxed enough for once to make the journey back to the house on his own.
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The wolf decided to explore a bit on his own, and he bade the communal horses farewell before making his way toward the smell of brine. He wasn’t sure why he did so—the sight of the water still made him uneasy—but he supposed he needed to get over his fear sooner or later. There seemed to be no inland packs in Nova Scotia, after all, and it wasn’t as if he could avoid the ocean forever in a water-locked place such as this.
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A cloying smell reached his nose as he walked, one that elicited a stronger reaction in him than the salt wind. Pupils dilated, he froze and tested the air again. Although it had been a long time, his instincts if anything recognized the smell of heat. He was about to force himself to head back home anyway, not wanting to share an awkward moment with a pack mate, but then the wind blew again and brought the identity of the woman in question.
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Levent trembled, his abdomen tightening, and walked toward the sea.
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His stride became easy as he came closer, and he had enough control of himself to wear a slightly supercilious smile as per usual. It was as if nothing was amiss, as if that tantalizing tint wasn’t in the air, but then he saw her and stumbled slightly, his hand shooting out to grab a tree.
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Hotaru had her staff, and she was going through almost ritual-like movements with it, all of which prominently displayed her grace and form. He watched for a while, forgetting himself, and he could even forget her heat; he could appreciate her for what she was without hormones screwing everything up. There was much and more he didn’t know about this she-wolf, he decided, and that was something he would have to change.
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POSTED: Mon Jun 11, 2012 7:40 pm

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<p>Hotaru moved through her forms with a ritualistic air, each swing practiced and full of meaning. It was as if she was trying to beat out her own irrationality, trying to deny her feelings. She wasn't having any feelings for anyone in particular, just the desire to be with a male. The grey wolf's instincts practically screamed at her to do something, to create life with another. Her hormones raged and Hotaru tried her best to furiously beat them out of herself. She had her pride and reputation to uphold as a confident and independent wolf. The last thing she needed was to loose herself to a night of heat induced passion within her own pack.

<p>With a final lift and fall of her staff she let the weapon rest behind her. Hotaru's breath came as a soft pant and her mouth was parted lightly as she took in the heavy breaths. The soft breeze died down for a few minutes, allowing the surrounding smells to permeate the air. The scent of Levent floated towards Hotaru and her whole body went rigid. The female's mind screamed, he was the last person she wanted to have around. Yet, her body and desires called out to the male, whispering louder than thunder to go to him. Slowly, as if the world would break if she moved to fast, the female brought her staff forward and let it rest in her paws before her. Hotaru struggled silently for a moment, her tall statuesque form still as her mind and instincts fought for control.

<p>Reason slowly died within the female as she began to move. Her body turned smoothly and she walked carefully towards Levent. <b>"Hello."</b> Hotaru's feet made little nose as she moved with a hunter's grace across the sand. Her tail swished pleasantly back and forth, not quite wagging. The blind female stopped in front of Levent and gave him a tantalizing smile. <b>"Sorry, I didn't notice your presence. Please forgive my rudeness."</b> Hotaru's words were polite, but her tone was anything but. If anything, her voice could be called almost cocky. The grey female was going through her usual motions, but her heart had other plans. Reason had faded and practically died.

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POSTED: Sat Jun 16, 2012 2:16 am

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<p>He might have gone on watching her forever, and he'd have been fine with that. In his current mental state, he forgot to actually speak up or otherwise announce his presence to the blind she-wolf, but the wind had died, leaving his scent floating vulnerably in the air, mingling with her entrancing aroma. The two scents teased together suggested many images to him, but with an iron will, he pushed them aside. Hotaru had frozen, a gorgeous statue, and he almost wondered if he'd only been daydreaming her presence before she slowly moved.
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The beautiful timber wolf strode closer to him, and his claws dug slightly into the tree bark even as he smiled back at her -- a controlled and cocky grin, a grin she would not even see. Despite that, he had the grace to keep his eyes from roaming anywhere but her auburn ones. Although a beast of flings and one-night-stands, a beast without committment who'd destroyed the only chance at "happily ever after" he'd had, Levent was deeply romantic at heart. Love rarely came to him in reality, but in the precious moments where bodies entertwined and words were shared in breathless privacy, he knew how to love.
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She greeted him then apologized, and he wondered at her tone before blinking and responding smoothly. <b>I should have said something; there was no way for you to know I was here.</b> His tone had changed from normal: softer, a bit huskier, and full of affection. In reality, however, it was only a shade more intimate than how it usually was when he talked to the woman who'd been on his mind ever since they'd first met.
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<b>So, <alt title="sweetheart">sevgili</alt>, what was that you were doing?</b> His tone might have been teasing if not for the awe at its edges. His hand reached out and touched the wooden staff.</p>
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POSTED: Fri Jun 22, 2012 1:48 pm

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<p>Hotaru had always been proud of her ability to rationalize and think through situations before acting upon her thoughts. Her wisdom and intelligent were an invaluable asset to the blind female and it was through them that she had managed to survive for so long. Even though she listened to her instincts, they had less weight for her than perhaps normal. It was Hotaru's mind that she valued, and all of her rational thought had been devoured by the burning fire within her; leaving only instinct to drive the grey wolf forward.

<p>Levent's voice sent a shiver down Hotaru's spine. His soft, husky, accented words drove home the reality that he was before her. The blind female followed his movements carefully, as if her were her prey. <b>"That's alright, it gave me time to finish warming up."</b> <i>Enough with the small talk,</i> her mind silently screamed. She didn't want to talk. The heat driven female wanted to do all sorts of nasty, inappropriate things with the male standing less than an arms length before her. Hotaru wanted to reach out into the dark and draw him close to her. She wanted to drown in ecstasy with the Levent and to take him down with her.

<p>The unfortunate conversation continued as Levent questioned Hotaru's actions. Now her grin had turned from tantalizing to cocky. She was set on having him, instincts drove her words and behavior like a relentless cattle driver. <b>"I was practicing my formations. Fighting with a staff is delicate work, especially when they are so big and hard. They don't bend easily like a bow, and thus require constant practice. Besides, the unyielding sensation of a staff between my fingers has always been something I adored."</b> As the blind female spoke, she could feel Levent's light tough on the staff and one of her fingers began to gently caress the wooden staff.

<p>More than anything, Hotaru wanted to reach out and touch the male so badly it was almost driving her insane. Even so, Hotaru wiggled through the situation with a hunter's patience. Hunting and courting were very similar in her current state of mind and the instincts were almost perfectly in line with one another.

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POSTED: Sat Jun 23, 2012 3:51 am

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<p>Her heat definitely affected both their judgments. Itching hormones burned like crazy throughout the timber wolf woman, and the merchant buzzed with hormones of his own in answer, his every breath drawing in her intoxicating scent. However -- and while he would not readily admit this to anyone but himself -- his attraction to her went beyond that. Sure, the atmosphere augmented the young feelings that might not have developed so deeply otherwise, but Levent knew at this moment how much he liked her. It had started as curiosity, risen to a thirst for friendship and acceptance, and crackled now into new life. He wanted to ravage her against the nearest tree, but more than that, he wanted to hold her close and murmur sweet nothings into her soft fur. He wondered if she felt the same about him, or if this was just the heat of the moment.
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His whirling mind veered away from these thoughts when she spoke, and his dark ears pricked to catch the cadence of her voice. At least the apologizing game had no place in <i>this</i> dance, and he was glad to move on to other topics, whatever they may be. He really wanted to get to know her by any interpretation of the phrase.
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Her smile was smug and almost predatory, and Levent wanted to shift and lead her on a merry chase through the woods to wipe it off her face. Thoughts of teasing her made him grin back, and he decided that -- even if they didn't end up sprinting all over d'Arte screaming at each other -- it would be fun to play hard to get. The stereotypical male role got so <i>boring</i>, not that he'd ever been much of a manly man to start with.
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Her blatant euphemisms caused his smile to warp with suppressed chuckles. <b>Me too, sweetheart, me too,</b> he drawled, finally laughing. <b>Now, this one might give you splinters.</b> He gave the staff a little tug and a twist, hoping to gently break it from her grip -- and free her fingers in the process, as a bonus.
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<b>But,</b> Levent Kartal went on, his sweet and playful tone dropping into something more adult, <b>we can cut the bullshit. You're beautiful and you smell fucking good... but you have to convince me we both really want this.</b> His smile was full of teeth.</p>
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POSTED: Mon Jun 25, 2012 5:15 pm

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<p>Romance didn't exactly cross the female's heat driven mind. She had long ago settled into the conclusion that love was beyond the reach of a blind female and that friendship and the occasional one night stand were about as deep as she could ever hope to receive. The timber female had given her heart out to so many, only to have it broken and returned as a ruined mess. She no longer rejected any relationships as she once did, but Hotaru did not expect anything to come of her friendships. Even the desire for a litter of her own had been suppressed. Hotaru's heat driven desires were superficial and she recognized them as such. Even so, that didn't stop her from desiring to ravage the male in front of her.

<p>Hotaru was shameless. Her every word was meant to mean something completely different and Levent was quick to pick up on that. For a brief moment, she thought she had won. He appeared to be in her grasp and would succumb to her whims as the staff was gently taken from her. Hotaru made no protest and her heart increased it's pace as she believed she had won. Levent would grant her desire for contact and it had taken almost no work on her part... or so she thought. As soon as the husky voiced male said the word "but," the blind female was forced to stop silently congratulating herself and put her celebration on hold.

<p>The heat had stolen her rationality and patience. Levent wanted to play hard to get, and Hotaru was not in the mood to chase. She wanted him right now and her impatience showed in her annoyed expression and flicked back ears. The grey female gave a quick snort and closed the gap between them. Her hand reached for Levent's chest and she tried to run her head smoothly across his neck. The grey wolf attempted to gently push her body into his, an attempt to force Levent over the edge. Hotaru wanted to overpower the male's mind with her scent and drive him to her. Softly, she whispered in his ears, <b>"What's not to want?"</b> Everything her inner mind screamed, but she ignored the rational part of her brain.

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<p>Something attracted Levent to stronger individuals. He was perfectly capable of defending himself and making a living as a loner, but again and again he found himself drawn toward those fiery, bold, and downright dangerous characters, caught completely in their spell. Perhaps part of him envied their strength, wanted to tear out the unbreakable part of their souls and devour it for his own. He wanted to capture the fire and make himself permanent. He <i>wanted.</i>
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Her lovely face wrinkled with irritation, and his tongue lolled like a child’s before she snorted. His triumph was short-lived as she pressed forward to meet his challenge, and suddenly the curves of her strong body were against his scrawnier, shorter torso. His breath caught, her scent lingering in his nostrils, and then she murmured a question down into one of his ears.
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The brown wolf growled, his teeth pressing lightly against her shoulder in his frustration as he tried to summon the thinking part of him he’d had just a moment ago. His amusement drained immediately, making way for his ignited lust, but he still did not quite admit defeat. He wasn’t suddenly going to flip them around and sandwich her against the tree, as it wasn’t in his nature to be so domineering no matter how aroused he was; he was still going to let her rough him up instead.
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But it was obvious that she was winning. He closed his eyes, his cream fingers wandering torturously slow from her hips up along her sides, tapping each rib before pressing gently against her breasts. <b>“I want everything about you,”</b> Levent murmured into her shoulder.
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<p>Hotaru's fire and strength came more from her stubborn resistance to the curve balls life had thrown at her. The grey wolf's vision had been stolen and she had simply been too stubborn to accept herself as crippled. For several strange reasons, Hotaru demanded that others view her in the same fashion. Whether this made her strong or simply pigheaded, was a subject that could be debated at length.

<p>Defeat was as quick as her earlier triumph and soon Hotaru came out victorious in the battle of wills and whims. It was by a whim that she seduced Levent. At that point in time, he was a partner of convenience. Her demands for the male were simple: to satisfy the desire that consumed her body and let her instincts run wild. A soft pressure formed on her shoulder while Levent let out a frustrated growl. Hotaru smirked, like a hunter who had caught its prey and was watching the defenseless creature struggle in vain to get away. In response, Hotaru let out a lustful whine as she caressed his neck with her own. Her tongue slithered out and gently massaged his fur. Hotaru inhaled his scent through her sensitive nose and relished the sensation.

<p>A light touch landed on her hip and slowly moved up towards her chest. The slow movement was practically torture as Hotaru's body screamed for more. She shuddered under his touch and bit his ear in impatience. The heat driven female needed more, yet Levent refused to go at her pace.

<p>Levent's words made Hotaru pause, her mind returning for just a second as she processed their meaning. Hotaru didn't want to hand herself over to the smaller male, fear of rejection and hurt filled her mind. On any other day, the blind female would have pushed him away and refused his request. However, the only rational part of her conscious mind retreated under a tide of hormones and was washed away. Instead, Hotaru gently licked the other in what could be considered a loving gesture.

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Omgsex. And I'm sure this constitutes as powerplay, so tell me if you want anything changed! xD Hotaru is free to get fed up with him and forcibly sit on him too. :| +348

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<p> At least she was enjoying herself, Levent thought as he caught a glimpse of her smirk out of the corner of her eye. He was not a selfish lover, though, and he was amused and gladdened by the pleasure she got out of besting him. He almost snorted and teased her about it when her whine reached his ears, and then all he could do was nuzzle her shoulder and kiss her throat and whisper sweet nothings in both Turkish and English when he had the breath to.
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Her strong body trembled under his fingers, and he had a taste of victory until her teeth met in his dark ear. It wasn’t the same agonizing bite such as the one Amy left in his shoulder, but it was enough for him to growl. He forgave her quickly though, knowing the difference between her heat-driven desperation and the sick kinks some luperci got out of sex.
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And it was hard not to forgive her when he felt her soft tongue. His blue eyes opened to gentle slivers as he looked at her, and then they shut once more as he kissed her full on the mouth as he’d wanted to do before. His hands stilled for an instant, one coming up to run gently through her tawny mane. He hoped to soothe her with his tenderness, to calm the flames until he could rekindle them. It was perhaps just as prone to annoying the timber wolf woman as not doing anything, but he didn’t think she’d really care at this point as long as she got some gratification. The Turkish wolf continued to plant little kisses on her muzzle and throat, his hands returning to her breasts to pay them much needed attention.
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<b>“Stay there,”</b> Levent said suddenly, his voice gone husky, and dropped onto his knees. He kissed her navel then nuzzled into the damp fur of her crotch, his fingers finding purchase on her hips. His mouth opened fully against her, his tongue sliding in, trying to reach the flame burning so hotly there and devour it.
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It's fine, just hope you don't mind my own PP. XD
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<p>Normally, the foreign words would have bothered Hotaru and she would have berated Levent for speaking them as she did before. However, words meant little and the sweet nothings, though soothing, were not even worth her time. Hotaru needed Levent, she needed his touch and his body. His words were ignored, but his gentle nuzzle and quick licks exhilarated the blind female. With her eyesight completely gone, Hotaru's other senses overcompensated and made everything Levent did even more wonderful.

<p>Hotaru hadn't meant to hurt Levent and she found no pleasure in causing him pain. All the female wanted was for him to hurry up, to stop stalling and give her what they both desired. It was clear from the male's angered growl that he didn't appreciate the nip at all. Hotaru whined, both an apology and desire coating her voice.

<p>At last things began to speed up and the male took charge as he kissed Hotaru in an almost forceful gesture. She was one step closer to fulfilling her instincts desire and the grey wolf was happy for the development. Hotaru was eager to join in, and returned his kiss with a fiery passion. If anything, the gesture only made her more excited as her desire for Levent grew deeper. The wolf's avarice swelled as she found herself longing for the male's entire being. His tenderness and passion filled her body and soul as her desire grew. Hotaru whined passionately as the kiss turned into tiny licks and Levent's hand began to tease her again. Her own hands massaged his back with the pads of her hands as she gripped his shoulder blades.

<p>The male's words confused Hotaru and she growled as he pulled away from her. Where was he going? The grey wolf's mental question was quickly answered as Levent's muzzle pressed against her navel before traveling farther down. Blind eyes opened wide in surprise and soft whines filled the air as he pleasured her. More! She wanted more! Hotaru's entire body quaked and at last she couldn't stand in any longer.

<p>Forcefully Hotaru pushed against his shoulders in order to knock the male to the ground. Hotaru bent down and let her hands travel blindly across his body. She examined him with a fiery passion and a let a basic picture form in her mind. All the while, the grey female's tongue licked his body and nuzzled his fur as her tail swung slowly behind her. At last, Hotaru's hands traveled to his southern regions to give her new partner a quick tease.</p>
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I COUNTER WITH MORE PP-PRONZ +387

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<p> He was falling in love with her, with the moment. It was a burning emotion that teetered between lust and more intimate, romantic attraction—and his tendency to blur the line in times like these happened again. No doubt once he’d sobered up the feeling would be gone, but Levent fiercely loved Hotaru as she returned his passionate kisses and whined for more. He would give her anything and wanted to give her everything, and his mind leaped to fill the empty gap in his chest with something again. It was a temporary fix, as always, but as always, he didn’t need to know that yet.</p><p>
Her protest was cut off as he kissed her between her thighs, the taste of her arousal strengthening his own. Her soft whines left him feeling almost smug, and he pleasured her as deeply as he could until he could feel her trembling.</p><p>
And then her hands were on his shoulders, pushing him toward the earth. He reclined without protest, only licking his lips and managing a breathy chuckle. Her muzzle brushed against his cheek, over the cream fur of his chest, her fingers wandering over her torso before dancing lower. Swallowing a gasp, the man reached down and grabbed one of her hands, tenderly. He drew it up to his face, pressing her palm against his cheek, and wished she could see how he looked at her.</p><p>
Right now, he wanted her to look at him—to form a picture of him that went beyond the frenzied grabbing earlier. His grip was light enough that she could break away if her impatience to sate her lust was stronger than any other more affectionate, less selfish feelings—after all, he couldn’t really blame her—but if she let him, he would guide her fingers over his face, along his jaw, to his brow and his silly colorful head cloth.</p><p>
But even Levent knew he couldn’t wait much longer. He sat up and went to embrace her with one arm, his claws running gently down her spine while his mouth went to her neck. His free hand had relinquished her and grabbed her grey hip, hoping to scoot her so her pelvis ground against his. By this point, the blind female would find the place most wanting for attention easy to find.

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<p>Outside of her maddened drive for intimate contact with the nearest male, Hotaru both desired and feared a true relationship. More than anything, the timber female wanted to feel loved and give it in return. She wanted a family and pups to call her own. She wanted a life long partner who would stand by her side despite her differences. Yet, Hotaru was afraid of betrayal and rejection. With all the things that had gone wrong in her life, she didn't want to loose someone else.

<p>Besides the obvious pleasure he was giving her, Levent was a gentle lover who sent Hotaru's into cloud nine. He cared for her and teased her body in the best ways. By that point, both had begun to breathe more heavily and they were more than ready to go. Levent only chuckled as Hotaru impatiently pushed him into the ground. She scanned his body breifly, both curious and too impatient to do anything too thorough.

<p>A frown appeared on Hotaru's lips as she was prevented from pleasuring Levent as he had pleasured her. His larger hands gently took hers and guided them to his face for inspection. Hotaru allowed the motion, but she shook her head in protest. Even so, a semblance of rational came back to the heat crazed wolf and she began to inspect her partner's face. Levent guided her hands as they moved from his jaw to his headband. She could feel his hair dangling over the top of the headband and smiled. So that was what he looked like.</p>

<p>Once again, reason lost to heat and Hotaru became impatient. The heated wolf growled softly just as Leven rose and guided her to the spot she most desired to be in. Without ceremony, Hotaru moved so that he could enter her and a wave of pleasure shot through her. Hotaru licked his cheek before she threw her head back and whined. She had reached paradise and was drowning in the sensation.</p>

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<p> His face was warm underneath her fingers, a feverish heat as much from flustered happiness as arousal. Hotaru’s frown transformed into a smile as her hand fell on his face and messy hair, and the man wanted to bury his face against her neck and just hold her. Instead, he smiled affectionately against her palm then adjusted them both to get on with the act—daring to hope that she could and would want to explore his face more later. </p><p>
The timber she-wolf settled down on his lap, and the result was instantaneous, bringing a breathless whimper of relief and pleasure from his lips. The kiss to his cheek almost went unnoticed as he pushed her hip up and down, letting her control the rhythm although he’d be glad to take over if she just wanted to lay back and relax. The thought brought a crooked grin to his mouth, which he pressed against her throat, his tongue sweeping along the bloodpulse there. His heart beat an excited counterpoint to hers, and it was in the space between that he rocked his hips up into her.</p><p>
Already the heat in his loins crackled into life throughout the rest of his body, sending him blissfully high. More barely-intelligible whispers left him, rumbling from his cream chest to hers, punctuated by soft gasps.</p><p>
About the only understandable word was her name, <i>Hotaru Hotaru Hotaru,</i> whispered like a dying man’s prayer.


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<p>The immediate satisfaction of joining with Levent seeped into Hotaru's bones, but did little to calm the heat that drove the female. Her dark world was filled with passion and a feeling beyond imagination. Everything else around her disappeared and all that mattered was her little space with Levent. The physical bond between them became her focus and Hotaru didn't care for anything. The consequences of their action didn't even dawn on her.

<p>At first, her pace was fast and furious. She wanted everything as quickly as possible and it just felt so good. However, as she settled down a little, so did her pace. Hotaru allowed the sensation to stretch out so that they both could enjoy the moment and let it last for as long as possible. Somewhere, the female knew that they could not stay together. They weren't mates and had little to do with each other. But there was no room for thought in their position, only instinct.

<p>The wolves moved as one, their bipedal forms moving in strangely human like manner. At once, she was both in control and under control. Hotaru set their pace, but was not resistant to any changes that Levent desired. All she wanted was to be satisfied physically, and he had been doing a great job up to that point. The heat-driven female no longer felt the mad drive for intimate contact, but she wished that the moment would last forever. Hotaru was on cloud nine, and her voice being whispered over and over again only helped make the illusion seem more real. She leaned forward and breathlessly whispered Levent's name before everything turned into a blur of movement and feeling as Hotaru lost herself completely.

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