Feel the Thunder

Artorias had waited in eager anticipation after he asked Briar what she desired most. They had both uncovered a whole new world of unspoken pleasures and experiences with one another and he fully expected her to choose one of the couple ways they had explored already. But what she whispered to him, barely audible even to him above the pouring rain and pounding thunder took the boy entirely by surprise. Briar had always been so obedient to rules, never going rogue or straying outside what she had been told. Asla had told her to explore all she wanted, but to reserve sex for when she was older. Now she was asking him to drop the walls, remove the barriers—no rules. His strong heart skipped a beat, then another as his mind processed her demand. She wanted him wholly, just as he wanted to give her all of his love and make her his in entirety. Jittery, excited nerves started up in his belly, but so too did that pull of instinctive desire. The shocked expression on his face slowly melted away to an exhilarated grin as he realized this was the moment he would get to claim Briar as his.

His muzzle found hers in that deeply passionate kiss, tongue gently roaming her mouth while he gave himself to his desires, sinking into that bottomless ocean of passion and pleasure he was fast becoming familiar with. He was ready to give all of himself to the girl he loved with all his heart, the wolf that had taken possession of his heart and soul, the fae that had become the fire in his blood and the ghost in his mind. Paws roamed over each other's bodies, exploring and experimenting between heavy breaths and quiet gasps as he pulled Briar's body closer to his, following instinct and her audible guiding with every sound she made. As he sank into her and the two became one for the first time, Artorias found Briar's neck with his lips, placing delicate kisses over the scars on her throat. He held onto her through the entire act, one paw around the back of her head and the other wound around her waist, never once releasing his hold on the wolf he claimed as his while they explored this new world of absolute pleasures with one another, lost in the total privacy of the storm for as long as they wanted.

- most wholesome fade -

Artorias flopped to his side, still clutching Briar tight to his body as he panted like he'd run a marathon. His heart raced in his chest, yet at the same time had never felt lighter. His head still swum in all the sensations he'd discovered with Briar and a pleasant tingling numbness settled over his entire body. Amber eyes gleamed with life and love while he gazed into the eyes of his lover, memories of how she'd looked in the throes of pleasure playing back in his mind. She had never looked more beautiful to him than she did in this moment, still entwined with him, their fur mussed and matted. A wide grin made its way over his face while he brushed a gentle paw over her cheek, pulling her closer to him while he rolled to his back so she could use his chest as a pillow, making sure to not poke himself with her antlers while he maneuvered them.

"I love you, Briar..." he whispered to her in the quiet and dim barracks, clutching her body as close as he could while covering the top of her head in ginger kisses. "I love you so, so much..."

"Artorias Carpathius"