By now Jupiter was feeling no pain. He was jolly, uninhibited, and about as far away from sober as you could get without being fall down drunk. In other words he felt great. Half the time he didn't even remember why he'd started drinking. He was just glad he had, because the beach was full of the loveliest wolves and they were all having a grand ole tyme. This was not your pappy's party, though, and the air was filled with the heady scent of sex, and among the louder revelry, the hushed voices of several beasts with two backs could be heard if one listened.

He had yet to tire of the night's activities. The sights and the sounds kept him keyed up well past his usual limits. Everywhere he looked there was something or someone for his eyes to feast on. By now he had gotten quite brazen. Those left knew what they were all there for. The veil of propriety was gone.

Spying a small dark woman with fiery markings, Jupiter decided he couldn't live without her. He slipped up to her side, his shoulder brushing hers, and dropped his head low to make up for their height difference. In a low voice, he said, "You look like you could use some company."

She still hadn’t come to a full conclusion of her purpose here, but Ballad had settled in well and was enjoying herself to the fullest. Perhaps she would never know the ways of Tor, but she would certainly make the best of where she was led. The fire kissed she wolf was loose in showing her emotions now that the booze had really settled in with her. She was inebriated, but still very much alive.

Her dark form lingered by the fire and as she mesmerized herself with its light dancing across the black glass sands she took another long sip. The Ademre’s body was relaxed, sitting comfortably as she tapped her foot to the natural rhythm of the ocean’s voice behind her. She felt no shame in a place like this, and only felt excitement as the touch of another was felt at her shoulder.

Vibrant mercury eyes took in the ruggedly handsome brute beside her. He was massive compared to her, and opposed to her warm fire touched body he was a mass of swirling cool ocean blues. Ballad was quickly smitten, in her intoxicated daze emotions found their way to her features much more easily. She flashed him a grin with her delicate saber like teeth as she leaned against him in turn.

”I could, especially if it’s yours.” The Pyre woman murmured in return, feeling the eagerness of her body. The season of her birth, and if she were to ripen with child this year now is when her puppies would begin to grow. Tor hadn’t blessed her the year before, perhaps she would see fit this time.

Ballad was bold in her movements as she reached over to offer him a sneaky kiss on his star marked cheek. Her fangs brushed against his flesh as her eyelashes fluttered flirtatiously. The woman’s flame tipped tail swayed suggestively against his hip, ”I’m Ballad.” She whispered softly, ”What can I call you, besides the tall, dark, and handsome man of my dreams.” She giggled softly as she grinned lightly again, no fool to think he’d approached for anything but one reason.

She leaned in to kiss him and brought with her the scent of her heat. In days prior it would have been a warning he heeded, but tonight all it meant was that he was going to have to be extra careful. Tonight if given that chance he was going to do what he normally refrained from; enjoying every dangerous inch he usually had the sense to avoid. Perhaps if given the chance he'd go in for a taste for old time's sake, but if he could help it his tongue wasn't going to be doing all the work.

Jupiter purred under her touch, his lips parting to reveal white teeth and a tongue as blue as his dark lips. His smile was cocky and teasing. "Handsome would do." He licked his lips, his eyes on her mouth for a second. "But you can call me Jupiter." He reached up with a paw in the hopes of gently touching the point of one of her elongated fangs. His appreciative gaze ran over the tip, one corner of his mouth rising as he considered what all the little beauty could do with those. "Magnificent," he murmured.

One ear cocked back as the appreciative sounds of another caught his attention. He chuckled to himself, pleased with how his little pity party had come together. It was easy to forget his feelings when he was surrounded by chaos and the sort of hushed merriment that aroused his curiosity - among other things. Which reminded him, he had the attention of a beautiful and aptly named woman. Knowing full well it was a cheesy line but unable to resist the layup, he whispered, "Wanna write a love song with me, Ballad?"

Ballad came from a culture that gave no real relationship to love and sex. You loved who you loved, but being physically intimate was a craving of the body like eating or sleeping. She could easily share a meal as she would her body with one so willing. Being the center of Jupiter’s attention was thrilling all the same. His intense gaze and massive form drew her in as much as his words or touch. He he didn’t spare her that. The caress against her canince brought a shiver down her spine and over her body.

She watched him from her lidded gaze, smirking lightly at his appreciation. Her own eyes weren’t bashful, she took every bit of him in. ”Speak for yourself.” She chuckled lightly while she cocked her head to the side in mock innocence. Their hushed voiced blended with the sounds around them, though she’d let him take to to a secluded corner, she also had no issue in enjoying him right here on the beach. The light of the fire lit his eyes perfectly.

With her own vibrant furred paw she grasped his before he could lower it from his suggestive touch. Leaning slightly she parted her jaws to release her pretty pink tongue. slowlyly drawing it over his claws her liquid mercury eyes found his own as he asked about a love song. Naughtily she nibbled at his paw before returning the appendage to his control, hoping he might give in and grab hold of her.

”Only if we can sing it all night, Handsome.” Ballad grinned as her heart beat heavy in her chest, excitement raced through her and fire seemed to take hold of her veins. Her body begged for more of him, and Ballad had little doubt she’d get her fill of him.

She surprised him by catching his paw in her own and raising it to her lips. He watched, heat pouring into his veins, as her pale pink tongue rolled out and swept over his toes. A shudder of pleasure rolled down his spine as tingles raced up his arm. Jupiter rumbled an appreciative chuckle, his lips parting in a smirk. Oh, he loved this woman already. Had he been the least bit concerned about who might be present and watching, her actions would have swept away those worries. The gathering by now was littered across the beach; the participants in small clusters around fires or other things, and in pairs. Jupiter was not going to give up the warmth of this fire for some cold dark bush when there was plenty of beach and fire to go around.

He stepped up to Ballad, his chest to her chest, and murmured as he bent his head low, "Then we best get to writing, huh?" Hoping to take her by surprise Jupiter moved to seize her by the waist. There was a big enough size difference that even with their chests together he could reach all the way around her. In one smooth movement he straightened to his full height, deftly lifted Ballad and then laid her over onto her back. With his front paws tied up in supporting her weight the landing was a bit graceless but he was careful to hold himself up with his hind legs and not flatten her into the sand.

In the process of lifting and flipping, his face somehow got buried in her chest. Jupiter chuckled into her fur, the drinks having left little room for any graceless moves on his part to register, and began to pepper her throat and chest with kisses. He'd decided that he wanted a taste after all so with deliberate slowness he began to work his way down her belly. His touch became increasingly needy and when he finally reached that sweet spot he sought to drive home his point. He would make her feel the extent of what he was feeling. The misery of tomorrow, the betrothal weighing him down, it would drive him crazy if he let it. Well, if he was to go mad then so was she. He would not allow himself the warmth of her body until her lips proclaimed she too was mad and could only be driven so much further. Only then could he find solace in her.

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The look of appreciation she garnered was enough for Ballad, if he did not move forward she was going to make him. However, she was glad to know he wouldn’t be difficult to convince. Her lips pulled back to better reveal her long canines as he accepted her answer with a dark grin. That was all the warning she’d get as he did as she silently wished and took hold of her without hesitation. She squealed in excitement, the sound just as bright as he put her on her back. In any other situation she would have felt alarm flare in her, but even without that a surge of adrenaline raced through her.

Ballad lashed her tail as the emotions rose within her, the sound of his laughter was joined with her own as she willed herself to calm from the dizziness. Though she knew well it was both from him taking control of her physically and mentally. She wrapped her thin arms around his ears and held him in an embrace as she kissed the top of his head. Jupiter’s attention was swiftly heading southward. Ballad could hardly describe the feelings that welled up in her belly and the waves of pleasure that originated at the skin he kissed.

Such unfettered access to her soft belly was given to few, but she didn’t hold and trepidation in giving this to him. He was purposeful, and increasingly more intense, with each inch he took Ballad felt her body stiffen built up pressure. She whined and whimpered softly at each sensitive touch, and felt like she’d nearly explode when he reached his destination. If he wanted to hear her voice Jupiter was successful. The Pyre woman pressed her head back into the sand and cried out, caring not who heard the vocal embodiment of his work. Ballad melted into his touch, eagerly giving him every bit of herself.

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With one final shudder he melted fully into Ballad's form. The beach seemed to be silent without the fruit of their passion to fill it, but Jupiter didn't mind. He had been mollified, his dark thoughts momentarily stifled, and that was all he could ask of a night like this. It was tempting to stay there with her; she fit so perfectly beneath him that with the fire at his back he could have lay in her warmth for the rest of the night. Instead after a moment taken to collect himself, he rose just long enough to untangle her legs from his and then rolled over into the sand beside her. Unless she was done with him now, which wouldn't offend him in the slightest, he'd seek to wrap loosely around her in a crescent shape laying half on his back and half on his side.

He became aware of the chilly air as it settled over his upturned chest and belly. He was too contented to mind it much, but there, somewhere on the edges of his mind, lurked an inescapable dissatisfaction that had nothing to do with Ballad and everything to do his own inner struggle. For now it played little more than a background threat to his currently mellow mood, but like the chill, eventually it would rise and become impossible to not notice.

For now, as his breath left him in steady, steamy puffs, he would say nothing and let her dictate what happened next. He was satisfied enough to stay awhile, but not so done as to call it a night. She had no obligation to stay and he wasn't operating under the assumption that this was anything more than them taking advantage of the atmosphere. If she wished to leave him for fresh bodies then he would recover on his lonesome and take up the prowl none the worse for wear. But, if she wished to lay with him awhile and take advantage of his mellow state, he certainly wouldn't disdain her company and could find further distraction in a conversation.

”Oh...” she whispered softly before both of them fell silent in those few intimate moments afterwards. Ballad began to catch her breath only slightly as Jupiter rearranged their pose to one more suited for enjoying the tingling after effects together. The fire marked girl made no motion to move away, she wasn’t sure how well her legs were going to work either. When he didn’t leave her immediately Ballad leaned in closer beside him, pulling his warmth as she recovered from the satisfaction of him.

He was more quiet now, but the Pyre girl could appreciate the silence. Without hesitation she cuddled up close to him, breathing in his musky scent and appreciating his brilliant fur up close. Her long slender fangs brushed against his skin before her liquid silver eyes looked up to find his features. She was loathe to breath the contrasting quiet between them now and her voice was used in gentle tones. ”What a beautiful song.” She spoke through an amused smile as she returned to his corny line. ”I’ll sing with you again whenever you’d like.” She chuckled before nuzzling back into the thick fur of his neck snugly.