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So we meet again

Alastor - seasonal



Alastor

"You're never fully dressed without a smile!"

Elysium
Advisor

Master Fighter (243)

Master Hunter (260)

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age
9 Years
gender
Male
gems
1130
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
553
player
Joe

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1KHalloween 2020 - Spooky Cave
07-02-2021, 11:07 PM

As he spoke, Alastor saw the look of dark love and fiery lust gleaming in Manea's aqua eyes, growing hotter and brighter with every word. He saw her grin at him, then the next thing he knew her feline paw was gripping the back of his head and pulling his mouth to hers in a deep, passionate kiss. He murred against her lips for a second before their wrestling tongues silenced him. He loved when she did that to him, it was so fucking hot! Alastor had always been a dominant and domineering force in his world, large in stature and in presence and able to impost his power and will on others at his behest. Manea was the only wolf to ever subjugate him, take control of him, and in some cases even make him submit to her. She possessed him like no other and like no other ever would. He kissed her back with all the sinful fire and lust she gave him, feeling tensions growing in his belly and between his thighs, ready to pounce on his mate like a horny yearling.

Unfortunately for him, no sooner had their kiss broken than Manea was getting to her paws, the glance she shot him teasing him in all the best and worst ways possible. He gazed up at her in surprise, eyes narrowing while he glared playfully at her once he realized she wasn't going to let him fuck her, leaving him aroused and with no outlet. Perhaps this was his punishment for being reckless with the dire wolf. Oh well, they'd have plenty of chances to make up for that on their honeymoon! Manea suggested they get right to it and Alastor was loathe to disagree. He got to his feet while she smothered the fire, a lecherous growl rumbling in the dire demon's chest when his little galaxy flicked her tail against his nose, so close he could smell her. Her words made his toes curl and muscles tense, already anticipating sinking both fangs and other parts of himself into the struggling, screaming fae they victimized.

"I'm right behind you, my queen," he replied, hurrying up behind her to place a teasing nip of sharp fangs against her ass before moving to walk alongside her southbound for warmer climates. She wasn't the only one who could tease, and if she was going to keep him pent up all the way south, he was more than happy to play that game with her. Grinning like a madman, Alastor followed Manea into new and uncharted lands.


"Alastor"



Warning: Alastor is an explicitly mature character for violent and sexual content. Read his threads with caution.
As his mate, Manea may enter any of Alastor's threads not marked Private.

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