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Word Count :: 410 || Points: 3 Backdated to the 7th.

Itzal had gotten very little sleep last night. It had been late by the time Rio had taken him to her house and they had gotten done talking. Then Itzal had a hard time relaxing enough in the unfamiliar house to fall asleep. In total he had slept about three hours until he had risen from sleep to go out and wait for the elk. And it had been embarrassing this morning when he was trying to figure out how to open the door. It had taken him some time to realize that he had to unlock the door and a little bit more time to realize how to unlock it.

But in the end he had succeeded. He had gone outside of Halifax a little ways and tracked the sent of some elk in Secui form. Then he had waited until he felt the time was right and then he had gone after a medium sized elk that was a little bit away from the other elk. He had slammed into it before it knew what was happening and slit it's throat before it even made a sound. Then the other elk scattered and Itzal dragged the Elk off some. Then he shook off, licking the blood from his fur and licking up the blood that was pouring from its throat. Then he grabbed it and dragged it all the way back to Rio's house. When he reached the steps he pulled it off to the side and shifted back into Optime form.

Itzal stretched and sighed, looking the elk over. He figured he would need Rio's help from here. He walked up the steps and into the house. He walked over to the couch and picked up his torn up jeans. They were worn and rugged because Itzal had worn them for a while now. But still he loved them. He slipped them on, having taken them off so he wouldn't rip them or have to carry them in Secui form. Then he walked up the stairs and knocked on one of the doors closest to the couch. He hoped this one belonged to Rio but he had no way of knowing if it was. "Rio? You up in there? I got the elk outside. I could use some help." He didn't feel bad asking for help, since she had offered it. He figured you didn't offer something unless you were willing to give it. So now he waited to see if she came to the door.


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WC: 496 - Totally not the theme for the table – but who cares.


Rio awoke to muffled sounds outside her window. She had been dreaming of weird colors, but couldn’t really pinpoint what they were. She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling- not bothering to get up just yet. She listened keenly to the commotion outside. Either it was a trespasser or it was Itzal back from the hunt already… Rio turned her head to check what time it was – the sun had just been coming up. It was dawn. Soon, the noise downstairs stopped and Rio wondered where he went. She turned her head back so she could stare at the white ceiling again. There were a few water stains and cracks, but no holes. Gratefully.

There was a firm knock at her door and Rio’s attention was torn from the ceiling. She heard Itzal’s voice on the other side, and sat up in her bed. ”Coming!” She called to him, and forced herself up. She was very awake, but lazy at the same time. She threw back the blue comforter and the wolf pelt that lay on top of it – the head was situated at the bottom of the bed. She didn’t bother making the bed, but she moved around to open the door for Itzal. When she swung it open she smiled, ”Good morning.” She wasn’t wearing clothes at this point – she didn’t sleep in them, and she didn’t bother putting her dress on. She didn’t want to get blood on it.

Then she turned away from him and straightened the blankets and the wolf pelt on her bed. Her room was blue with white trim and one curtained window. There was a closet on the opposite wall from her bed which was small and had a mirrored door. There were a few hangers in there – totally cleaned out. She didn’t like any of the clothes in it, and so they burned with the rest of the stuff she didn’t want – out in the middle of the street. It was a melted hunk of plastic, and it stood as a landmark now. She would always know where the house was thanks to that melted hunk of stuff in the middle of the abandoned road.

When she was done with her bed, she grabbed the dagger that Itzal gave her the night before, and followed him downstairs. Itzal went out the front door, while Rio stopped in the kitchen and grabbed a few jars. They were small – only capable of storing small slivers of meat. There were other plates as well, in which she would cut bigger pieces and leave them by her tenants’ doors. She grabbed as many jars as she could hold and followed out the front door. She placed them down on the porch and took her new dagger out of its sheath. ”Can you skin?” Skinning it first would be better – a new fur for an extra blanket, or even a blanket for Itzal if he ever got cold on the couch.



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Word Count :: 368 || Points:3 0 Can you guess what he skin he hid away?

Itzal waited at the door as he heard Rio answer him and then he heard her moving around and getting out of bed and walk over to the door. He smirked down at her as she stood there naked in front of him. He noted the fact that she wasn't wearing clothes, but it didn't interest him that much. A lot of luperci choose not to wear clothes so nudity was a common thing. "And good morning to you as well. Hope you slept good. I've got an average sized elk out front." He said as he watched he turn back into her room and fix the bed. He noted the decor in her room, noticing that is was simple yet nice. He also noted the window that she could see out of. It was a nice cozy room and he could understand why she picked it for herself.

They headed downstairs and Itzal continued outside while Rio gathered somethings to help prepare and store the elk. Itzal went and knelt down by the elk while he waited for Rio. He heard her come outside and heard the clink of the jars she had brought. She set them down and walked over to where he was kneeling. "I can skin moderately well. It isn't anything beautiful, a few holes here and there but it gets the job done." He knew the basics of skinning but it wasn't anything nice or poetic. Lately he had just been eating his food raw. Slicing open his prey and eating it like that. But now he had to return to slicing and preparing meals. So he was a little out of practice in skinning as well. "If you are good at it you might want to. It has been a while since I skinned an animal." But he did have something skinned for him before. Something he stashed away in Halifax before he had meant Rio or that pesky female who had followed him. He would retrieve it some time when he felt he wanted it. He had thanked the person he had skin it for him by giving them some throwing knives. If you asked Itzal, he got the better prize.


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WC:286 - Totally not the theme for the table – but who cares.


She sat down on the steps of her porch and stared at the dead buck on the side walk. ”I’m no good at it either. I just thought it would make a nice blanket for you, but it’s alright. I can give you one off of my bed.” She could give him the wolf pelt off of her bed if anything. ”Well, do your best. You don’t even have to do it for a blanket- just do it for the meat then.” Rio readied her dagger, grabbed two jars in her fingers, which clinked together as she stepped off of the porch, and walked toward the carcass. She kneeled on the concrete, which hurt her knees, and set the jars aside her. Then she started skinning what she could of the skin away in the animal’s shoulder area.

She threw the skin to the side, and continued to cut slabs of meat off of the animal’s body. When she had a good slice, she stuck it in the jar. She fit as much meat into one jar as she could, and then flipped the lid closed. She set the full one to the side and started filling up the other one. When the two that she brought were full, she switched them with two more from the porch. She continued the process until the portion she skinned was down to the bone. Then she moved to a different area and repeated the process until all the jars were full. Then she started eating, despite legs still needing to be cut off for Harvey and Thana downstairs. She wasn’t even sure if Thana was home… Rio watched Itzal skin as she ate a few pieces. ”Mm… Good meat.”


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Itzal grinned at Rio over his shoulder, "Thanks. You sure you will be warm enough without one? And okay." He took out his own dagger and started to skin the buck around it's stomach and hind quarters. He was extra careful not to pierce the stomach, but just take the fur off the top. He took some glass jars off the porch as well and started filling them with strips of meat. He would occasionally put a slice in his mouth and let it sit on his tongue while he enjoyed the taste of the blood before gulping the wet flesh down. He eventually had most of its back end cleaned off to the bone. He left some meat on the leg, so that it could be eaten straight off if someone wanted it or Rio had plans for it. He was busy tossing the fur away while he moved to its back.

Eventually They had all of the jars filled with meat. Itzal stopped cutting into the buck and smiled. He looked down at his dagger and noticed the blood all over it. He brought it up and licked the blood from the blade, careful not to cut his tongue on its razor sharp edges. Then he glanced over at Rio as she commented on the meat, "Yes it is. I tried to get a fairly healthy one. He licked his paw clean and then sighed. He looked at the jars full of meat "What do we do with the rest of it? There is still some meat left. And the bones could always come in handy. Itzal could always use something to trade. He was hoping to get something valuable enough to trade it for a bag for him to carry around. His pouch couldn't hold much more than his dagger and knives anymore. So he needed something knew for storing his possessions. And to get that he would have to trade for it.

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WC:422 - Ooc.


Rio munched happily across from Itzal. She shook her head, ”Do what you want with the left overs. I just need to cut a leg for Harvey and leave it by his door. Then the rest if yours.” But she kept eating. She wasn’t done yet. Rio kept cutting off chunks – something which reminded her of Axelle eating the wolf’s carcass. She had just ripped pieces off of the dead man’s chest and was eating him like a deer. What a sick thought; it almost revolted Rio, but she kept eating trying to keep her mind off of the cannibalistic woman.

When she had her full share of food, she grabbed the dagger and started slicing away at one of the hind legs. With the dagger that Itzal gave her, it was no hard work. The sharp blade cut cleanly through the muscles and tendons and soon the leg was clean off the rest of the body. There was still a lot of meat left, but Rio didn’t have anywhere to put it. She left the rest of it to Itzal – she was done and full. She wouldn’t need to eat until tomorrow, and that’s when she’ll have the meat from the jars.

Rio lugged the heavy leg up the porch steps, careful not to knock into any of the jars that lined the floor. The leg was rather heavy for Rio’s weak arms, and it left a thick trail of blood. She first went into the kitchen, but didn’t find a plate big enough. So then she carried the dripping appendage all the way upstairs and left it at Harvey’s doorstep. She knocked on the door, and left. There were wood floors upstairs so that the blood wouldn’t do much damage to the floors. There was a trail leading all the way up, but Rio didn’t feel like cleaning it now. She went into one of the working bathrooms and dipped her bloody hands into the filled bathtub. Then she washed all the blood off of everywhere else until she was clean. Then she went to Itzal’s couch to lay down. Work was done, on her part, now she could be lazy.

Just as she was about to close her eyes, they flew open. ”Do you need any more help--?” She called out to him. She really didn’t want to get up again, but she would if he needed her. Her position on the couch was the more comfortable, but she knew she would have to move from it soon.


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Word Count :: 406 || Points: 3 Ooc text here

Itzal nodded when she said he could do what he wanted with the rest. He waited while she cut off a leg for her other house guest. He would cut off what he wanted to eat for now and then he would work on the body later. He would keep the skull, incase he ever needed it. The ribs he could get rid of, they would be no good. He would eat the heart as a treat. He smiled at the thought then looked at the remaining legs. He would just get as much meat off of them as possible. And he would take a hoof or two. He could find some use for them. The rest he would scrap. It felt like a waste but he didn't have the time or materials to make use of the entire buck. So for now he just cut away some meat, eating some of it. He didn't look up as Rio went inside with the leg. He stayed outside, working on getting into the rib cage.

He eventually managed to work the ribcage open and get at the heart. He took a bite of it, enjoying how bloodly it was. He licked his lips and swallowed down the rest in a few more bites. He then stood up and dragged what little of the carcass that remained off to the side of later. He was just standing up to head back inside when Rio called out to him. "No I'm fine. I'll work on the rest later." He walked up the steps, grabbing as many jars as he could on his way in and went into the Kitchen he had seen before. He had noticed Rio on the couch, but didn't say anything to her yet, first he put the jars on the counters in the kitchen and then he walked back into the main room. "That should last you for a while right? He sat down on the floor in front of the couch, leaning back against it. His head was about at Rio's knees as he yawned some. He looked at her and gave her a rueful smile. "So what now? That didn't take as long as I expected." Itzal had made good time getting his kill and with both of them working they had gotten a lot of meat off of it in a little amount of time. So now they had time to kill.

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WC:303 - Sorry for rushing through the previous post >.<


Rio’s eyes followed Itzal as he passed her and went into the kitchen with some of the clinking jars. There was no way he could’ve carried them all, and she somehow knew there had to be more on the porch still… She would get those later. Itzal came out of the kitchen and sat on the floor near her. ”Oh, um. I could move…” Rio moved her legs from taking up the whole end of the couch. That way, he had some room to sit with her now. She moved up more towards the other side, giving him room.

The whole chopping the elk up thing didn’t take as much time as was expected. Rio laid there thinking what she could order him to do next. She couldn’t think of anything. She had to clean Vitalia’s poop out in the yard, but she would do that herself. Rio sat up – she got a sudden idea. ”Acciai…” She could hear the owl hooting near the back door, which meant he wanted to come in. Rio jumped up off of the couch and went to let the bird in the house. She hoped he wouldn’t decide to poop anywhere – but the owl was smart.

The bird flew in before Rio came back, and perched himself on the banister of the stairs. He sat there and watched Itzal with a seriously concentrated stare. Then Rio came back, petted the owl and situated herself back on the couch. She knew she would’ve had to get up. She was more on the other side of the couch now with her knees to her chest, almost. Itzal had much more room now. ”What is on your agenda for today? Is there anything you need help doing?” Even though he was living in her house, she would still help him too.


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He smiled and sighed, getting up on the couch where she had made room,"Thanks."He laid his head against the back of the couch and close his eyes, relaxing. He flexed his knuckles as some of them popped and cracked. He rolled his head to the side and relaxed against the couch. Itzal was tired from the night before and was happy to have a minute or two to sit down and rest.

Itzal jumped some when she said the owl's name. He thought that she was talking to him and he looked at her with a confused expression as she jumped up off of the couch and went to the back door. Itzal was surprised when an Owl flew into the room before Rio returned. The owl watched Itzal and Itzal watched it back. Until Rio came into the room, then Itzal looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "Who is your friend? He asked as he saw Rio pet the owl and sit back down on the couch.

Itzal spread out on the couch more, since she had given him more room and thought."I don't really have much to do. I mean, I just got into town so I honestly don't have the much going on."He shrugged and smiled laying his head back down on the couch and sighing. "I'm just glad I managed to get you some food for a while." He said as his eyes once again close and his head rolled to the side so he could rest.

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WC:234 - Ooc.


Rio looked toward the bird and then back at Itzal, ”He’s my owl. He attacked me in New Dawn, and then became my friend after. Acciai.” She looked lovingly toward the bird. At first, she couldn’t get rid of him and he wouldn’t leave her side, but soon enough she got used to his company. She was often grateful for it – when she went on long journeys without her horse, Acciai was there flying with her. The owl fluffed his feathers, but otherwise sat quietly.

Rio got more comfortable on the couch, stretching her legs over Itzal’s lap. What could she say? She had turned into a bit of a flirt over this last month. She smiled at him, but said nothing. She threw her head back on the cushioned pillows of the couch. She spoke towards the stained ceiling; now realizing one of them was blood. ”Do you have any animals?” She couldn’t really picture Itzal having any at the moment – but maybe he did before he left? She continued studying the ceiling – the blood stain might have been from what she left by Harvey’s door. Oh, well. Can’t win em’ all. It was an old house… it wasn’t going to get much better, and she didn’t plan on staying here forever. Maybe she would burn it down once she found somewhere else to live – and of course, all of her tenants did too.


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OOC here!

He looked at the owl again and thought about its weird name. He wondered how Rio came up with the name Acciai for the owl. And he also wondered where New Dawn was. "Acciai? That is a weird name for an Owl. And what is New Dawn?" He asked, looking away from the owl and at Rio. The owl just sat there and watched them, pruning himself, but otherwise he was silent. Itzal wondered what the owl was thinking even though he knew he could never know.

Itzal just grinned at her when she stretched her legs out over his lap but otherwise didn't show any sign that he noticed. He laid his head back again and close his eyes. He watched different colors dance across his eyes lids in the black that they brought with them. He opened one eye and looked at Rio as she asked about Itzal having any animal. He laughed once in his chest at that and shook his head. "No, I've never really owned any pets. A fox followed me around for a little bit when I was away but I eventually had to scare if off cause I couldn't hunt with it around. I had almost decided to kill and eat it but I decided not too since it hadn't gotten in my way on purpose. I just don't usually get connected to any animals I guess. Most of them I see as prey. He said, with more honest than he had really meant to use. He didn't understand the fascination some luperci had with these animals who they would normally hunt. Maybe someday he would connect with an animal and understand but until that day came around it would all be a mystery to him.

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Rio smiled as soon as he mentioned the fox. ”I had a fox companion once. His name was Toki…” She didn’t exactly remember where he went, but when she left – she didn’t remember having him around anymore. ”Well, my heritage is of Italian decent… And Acciai is a name from there. I couldn’t really find a name that suited him, so I just picked a random one. He seemed to like it.” She kept her eyes, for the most part, on the ceiling, but every now and then she lifted her head a little and looked down at him. ”I mean he would’ve told me if he didn’t.”

Rio lifted her head from the pillows behind her and sat up. She fixed her dress so that Itzal couldn’t see anything that was supposed to be hidden. She bent one leg and brought it towards her chest, but left the other outstretched, the one that was closer to his body. ”New Dawn is a western pack. It’s all the way past Inferni and the Halycon Mountains.” She was surprised that he didn’t know what New Dawn was, but then again – it was a fairly new pack, as was Sangil’ak and Vinatta. Packs came and went – she could hardly keep up with them anymore.

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Itzal smiled as she mentioned herself having a fox once. He couldn't help but laugh softly and look at her. "Toki? And how many animals have you had exactly? They seem to like you." And Itzal, always the flirt, couldn't help but add, "Even the stray wolves and dogs seem to like you." He glanced at her and smirked before looking back up to the owl and wondered if the owl would even understand where its own name came from. Then he looked at Rio and smiled curiously, "Really? I would never have pegged you as Italian. Maybe from here, or France maybe, but not Italian. Maybe I'm just not good with judging you." Normally Itzal could judge people pretty well. He had meant lots of people in his time and a lot of them had been from over the ocean originally. He sometimes like to test himself on guessing where people came from. "So what does the name mean, in Italian I mean?" Itzal asked, laying his head back down and sighed as he relaxed. Itzal chuckled as she said that the owl would have told her if he didn't like her name, but then he remembered she might be serious. "Oh so can you talk to him. What is it called.....low speech right? Do you speak that?" Itzal didn't bother opening his eyes to ask the question but he did open them when he felt her legs moved. He looked down at her legs and smirked when he realize what she was doing, but then he just close them again and went back to resting.

"Oh, I didn't realize that there were packs all the way out there. Last time I was at Inferni I hadn't heard of it." He shrugged though because then again, he hadn't been at Inferni in a long time. He wasn't sure how long it had been now but it was long indeed. And he knew for sure he wouldn't be welcome there again. But Itzal was still surprised he hadn't heard of New Dawn when he was there. "Is New Dawn well...new?" he asked, looking at her this time with a raise eyebrow. He didn't know where he had gotten that habit from, but he was rather fond of it.

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Rio hugged her knee as she began to explain, ”Well, just three. Toki, Vitalia, my horse outside, and Acciai.” She smiled seductively and nudged his stomach with her toes gently. ”Well, I look different from my family. My mother says I look ‘foxy’. I don’t really think so…” She adjusted her dress again, not that it needed to be. ”I don’t really know what the name means – I know I just heard it and liked it. So, because my owl was going unnamed for a long while, I just started calling him that.” Her eyes looked back at Acciai when she answered his low-speech question. ”Yes, low speech. He doesn’t talk to me, but I think if he ever needed to, he would.”

Rio rested her pretty eyes on Itzal’s calm face. Since she wasn’t staring up at the bloodstained ceiling anymore, she had to look at something. His face was calm and relaxed which made her calm and relaxed as well. ”Yeah, there were two packs that just recently developed over there. Sangi’lak and Vinatta… New Dawn’s in the area as well. Before Grand Lake.” Not that he would know landmarks. The only reason she knew where Grand Lake was, was because it was where she met that hunk Jaden. Thinking of him made shivers go up her spine – he was something she could dream about, but couldn’t have. She didn’t realize it, but she answered both of his questions with one answer.

Feeling her leg warm on his lap, she let her head fall back on the pillows. Her sudden limpness allowed her dress to fall up passed her thighs – but it wasn’t like she was flashing him. Plenty of others walked around ‘naked’ too. To a human, she would have been sitting there indecent, but to Luperci – her accessories were going a bit haywire at that moment.


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Itzal thought about what she had said. She had had a fox, a horse, and an owl. Itzal thought that was a lot of animals but he really couldn't be sure since he didn't know how many others had. "Wow that seems like a lot to me." He said, thinking about having that many companions with him when he traveled. He wasn't to sure he would be able to handle it. Itzal was thinking about that when she nudged his stomach and he looked at her and saw her seductive smile. Itzal grinned and batted the foot that had poke him playfully. Itzal could handle seductive and playful. And he much preferred that to some other things. So he just smirked at Rio before closing his eyes, his lips still turned up at the corners in a smirk as they kept on talking. "I don't think you look foxy. Just more delicate and agile. And at least the name sounds good." That owl's name did sound nice on the tongue. Though Itzal doubted he would ever pronounce it right. The only language he knew was English. And that was all the warrior hybrid would probably ever know. "Do you ever try talking to him?" He asked opening his eyes and turning his head to look at the owl.

Itzal looked at the owl for a few seconds then looked back at Rio and smiled at her as she studied his face. He looked back up at the owl, knowing it was just watching them and pruning its feathers. He wondered what it was like having the owl watch you when you traveled. He figured others found it reassuring, but Itzal wasn't sure if he would. Rio got his attention back when she started talking and he looked down at her with an interested expression as she explained about the new packs and such. Itzal nodded once about half way through her speaking, mainly to himself as he took in what she was saying. "So all of those packs are past Inferni? Huh, I didn't realize any of that stuff was over that way. Of course if there are fairly new I guess they wouldn't have been before but still....huh." Itzal thought about maybe heading over that way and checking out those packs and the area.

Itzal had no idea where Rio's thoughts were, but if he did it would probably make him grin and laugh to himself. He looked at her as she let her head fall back and noticed it pull up her dress. He looked down at her thighs but quickly looked away. He couldn't help but grin, that this girl who had fixed her dressed twice now to make sure it covered he had just messed that up with one motion of her head. Itzal and obviously Rio, both knew that nudity wasn't a big thing between lupercis, but since Rio had gone to so much trouble to put on the clothes and fix her dress Itzal still felt it was probably bad for him to look at her. But still, he grinned and glanced at her face with a smirk, waiting for her to notice.

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As Rio stared up at the stained ceiling, she shrugged. ”I have in the past, but all he answers with are owl noises… Maybe I’m losing my touch.” It could have been possible that she forgot how to speak low speech. Rio stopped fidgeting with the dress – she just let it fall. She didn’t feel like fixing it every couple of seconds. If he wanted to look, he could look.

”Yeah. They all just kinda developed over time. It’s good to have some variety available, though.” And variety is what she needed to make her choice as well. She wanted to go back to Cour des Miracles – remembering being there for a short period as a child – but then again, she wanted to take up Aro’s offer and see what lies in store for her in Casa di Cavalieri. She was torn between the two.

Rio was caught up in thought, but she managed to tickle Itzal’s stomach with her toes. She brought her head up once again to watch what she was doing and smile at him. She flattened her other leg, which now rested across his lap as well. She had a seductive look in her eye - why not? They weren't really doing anything else, and if she could get it on with him - that meant she was good to go with anyone. She still had it.


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Itzal nodded, shrugging his shoulders. "Maybe you are." He agreed, grinning. He didn't really think that she was. Agreeing with her was just his way of messing with her and what was some harmless fun? He noticed she came to a decision and stopped playing with her dress. He didn't care what she did with the dress, and there really was no point to him looking, since nudity was just an everyday thing among luperci.

He thought about what she said, having some variety, and he had to agree. Anathema and Inferni were a lot different, and he was grateful for that. "Yes, variety is a good thing. It would be kind of boring here if all of the packs were a like." He said, thinking about how bad it would have been if Anathema was like Inferni. Then he wouldn't have had any place to go after he left Inferni. And he wouldn't have any where to go now that he had left Anathema.

Itzal smiled and laughed some as he felt Rio tickle his stomach. He batted her foot away again and looked at her. He noticed the look in her eyes and smirked. He could handle seductiveness. He liked it. And Rio was rather pretty. He figured what the hell and put a hand on one of her legs. He slid his hand up her leg until it rested on her inner, upper thigh. He rubbed her thigh and looked at her. There was a playful look in his eyes that said he was all for it. He didn't think either of them needed to put what they wanted or intended into words. There was just no point to it when they could both read body language and each others' expressions.

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Rio giggled as Itzal playfully batted her toes away. When she noticed the look in his eyes, she knew she had him in her grasp. His hand rested on her thin leg, and travelled all the way up to her inner thigh – which made her instantly aroused once it got there. Her body responded to him involuntarily, and her hips bucked lightly. She opened her legs a bit more and looked at him. ”Come here…” Her voice as quiet, almost like an alluring whisper.

She reached out a hand and grabbed Itzal by the arm, and pulled him towards her. She wouldn’t make the first move, but she would lure him in until he had no choice but to make the first move. All the while, she kept her seductive periwinkle eyes upon the man and a small smile painted on her lips. She wanted him, and she would get him soon.


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Itzal felt her hips buck under his hand and he smiled knowing that this was what she was after. He could smell her arousal, though it wasn't very strong. He watched her as she barely breathed her words. But he heard her well enough and like a good boy he came to her. He didn't fight her as she pulled him towards her, instead he moved with her, he moved his body up hers, until they were face to face and he smirked at her. He ran a paw along her neck, down her body. He felt the curves of her body as it passed over her abdomen and hips. It came to rest on her ass, pulling her closer to him as he breather a long her collarbone. His eyes meant her periwinkle ones, his a bright yellow versus her periwinkle blue.

He licked up her neck from the indenture at the base of her neck where her collar bones meant. He smirked as he smelled her arousal grow. She took her leg, the one his hand was right above, and hooked it on his waist. That made his smirk grow as he nipped at part of her neck. He was going to enjoy this. And the best part was, he didn't expect Rio to think this meant anything. So he could enjoy himself without worrying what Rio might expect later on.

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Rio felt that she had Itzal in her hands like puddy, but soon he would be a lot more harder than puddy. He followed her arm like a good puppy and situated himself nicely between her legs. She hooked a leg around him, and as he continued to move his body into place, he pulled her away from the back of the couch. Now she laid flat on the fluffy sofa with him between her legs. She concentrated solely on the trail that his tongue was making on her neck, but she did feel that finger exploring her body. A breathy groan left her body - his tongue was making some magic, and it was getting her worked up enough.

Rio was usually the one to catch feelings, but since she initiated this – and it wasn’t something that happened often – she felt that she had the upper hand. Her hand lowered from his chest to the thing that grew warmer between his legs. She began to play with it, hoping to get him aroused enough, quicklier. While she played with his member, she also explored his neck with her tongue. It was something she wasn’t really used to doing – but she hoped she was doing a good enough job. Her legs stayed wrapped around his body, and it turned her on that much more to know that she was very close to getting some from him.


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