Clever as the Devil, and Twice as Pretty
Oxx
Field Medic
06-10-2021, 04:35 PM
The monstrous wolf chuckled, a low and threatening rumble somewhere deep within that broad chest. He showed his teeth in a grin that was far from friendly and sent a thrill of fear and awe down the fae's spine. He was so big, so fearsome, so dangerous... Every instinct in her body screamed to run, but that was precisely why she didn't. If her alarm bells were ringing that he was deadly and to stay away, so too would other creatures looking to kill her. This brute could be the greatest means of survival Irilyth had ever encountered. If she played her cards right, maybe she wouldn't have to spend every night afraid she wouldn't wake up in the morning.
Raspberry red eyes danced over those wicked looking fangs, her pulse quickening in her veins til she could hear her heartbeat in her ears. She must have said or done something he liked. He spoke in those tones that she imagined a god would speak in, or the devil himself come to claim a mortal soul. He knew of a way for her to stay alive through the night. The manner in which he said such words left little to the imagination, as did the way he was looking at her like a meal he could devour—or a toy he could destroy. His head came down over hers, and once more Irilyth was awed by the size of the man, his skull perfectly blocking her from the world, trapping her within himself. Those sinister whispered words right against her ear made her entire body tremble, a shaking sigh slipping past barely parted lips. She breathed deep through her nose, her senses flooded with that masculine musk with his body right up on her. He was tantalizing and terrifying, alluring and dreadful. Irilyth knew no matter what happened from this point on, she couldn't say no to him.
Dainty paws clawed anxiously at the ground, her tail swishing nervously behind her while he stepped away and called back to ask if she would pay his price for her protection through the night, lest she be devoured by vicious beasts. Somehow, Iri felt that no matter what option she chose, that would be the case tonight. Swallowing hard, her vibrant eyes followed his graceful movements, and only a moment later so did her paws, carrying the delicate fae behind the behemoth who was both tempting and threatening her all at once. She didn't know if following him was the best or worst move of her life, but something in her gut told her that if she tried to run, it would only end badly for her.
"No price would be too steep for the protection of a wolf so capable, my handsome lord," she replied in that sweet tone, giving him a small, shy smile while she watching him warily. She would have to take her chances with this smiling demon of a brute. With any luck, he would find her valuable and worth keeping around—or at least alive. She was careful to walk close to him, the curvy side of her feminine form brushing against his thigh as she passed alongside him, still in awe at the size difference between them. "Lead the way, my stunning savior?"
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