Devil's Playground
06-09-2015, 10:05 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-09-2015, 10:46 PM by Sin.)
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06-18-2015, 09:34 PM
It had been some time since she had last seen him. The devil himself, the man who had stolen her away and stolen her heart. He was in a sense her master and yet not. He was a lover and yet not. The relationship between Arietta and Sin was a complex thing, not something that was easily described in words. But one thing could be said for certain -- the two cared for each other. Whether it was right or whether it was wrong it was so. The woman had no regrets for such a thing. None whatsoever. Her heart, her mind, her very being belonged to that man. It was for him she searched, after spending a time apart. Her mind was a hazy thing... thinking one thing and believing another. The thoughts were so muddled... did Sin really love her?
That was what she came to find out now. She trailed his scent, the blood marked coat that he bore. Her heart ached for him, need and desire craving his attention. His praise. Arietta would take step after step in the direction of that man. A worried frown was on her face, a whine leaving her lips. What if he decided she was no longer good enough? What if he found someone else to bear his children, his heirs, and take the world?
When the call came Arietta recognized it as Sin's own. She would wag her tail, though she knew what he called for. A spar... a match of strength. Fighting, well, it was not her forte. She was usually a submissive wolf. But this time... this time she wanted to surprise him. To show him that she was worth being at his side. Even if he took other females in she needed to know she was his primary girl. Her very existence and stability, both physically and mentally, depending on such ever since their reunion.
She was, in a sense, broken. But it was alright when you were broken this way. You didn't care. You had no sense of acknowledgement that you were damaged. Arietta wasn't unhappy. Such was the nature of the disorder she had taken.
"Sin." The woman called, approaching from behind. "You called for a sparring partner... and I am here to answer that call." The female would adjust her body, flicking her ears back some. "Will you... will you allow me the honor of sparring with you?"
That was what she came to find out now. She trailed his scent, the blood marked coat that he bore. Her heart ached for him, need and desire craving his attention. His praise. Arietta would take step after step in the direction of that man. A worried frown was on her face, a whine leaving her lips. What if he decided she was no longer good enough? What if he found someone else to bear his children, his heirs, and take the world?
When the call came Arietta recognized it as Sin's own. She would wag her tail, though she knew what he called for. A spar... a match of strength. Fighting, well, it was not her forte. She was usually a submissive wolf. But this time... this time she wanted to surprise him. To show him that she was worth being at his side. Even if he took other females in she needed to know she was his primary girl. Her very existence and stability, both physically and mentally, depending on such ever since their reunion.
She was, in a sense, broken. But it was alright when you were broken this way. You didn't care. You had no sense of acknowledgement that you were damaged. Arietta wasn't unhappy. Such was the nature of the disorder she had taken.
"Sin." The woman called, approaching from behind. "You called for a sparring partner... and I am here to answer that call." The female would adjust her body, flicking her ears back some. "Will you... will you allow me the honor of sparring with you?"
06-18-2015, 11:48 PM