ardent

The greatest gift

Alastor



Manea

Elysium
Advisor

Expert Fighter (204)

Master Hunter (260)

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age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
91
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
608
player
Shelby

Samhain 2022Statue 2 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3Ooh La LaPride - Bisexual
07-31-2021, 10:35 PM (This post was last modified: 07-31-2021, 10:35 PM by Manea. Edited 1 time in total.)

Manea felt his strong paw on the back of her head and then suddenly his lips were hard on hers, crushing their lips together with a passionate kiss that made that lust that had been momentarily satisfied flare back to life again. It never took much to make her want her husband, but right now while she was still riding the high of knowing that she was carrying their perfect children that she had longed for it took little more than a heated glance to make that need and desire show its face. Her tongue danced with his, her paws snaking around his neck as she held herself tight to him, returning every bit of fire that he poured into that kiss. When he did pull back she gave a little gasp while her eyes blinked open to find his again, returning that same look of need and aching desire. She returned his smirk with one of her own and she chuckled, tipping her muzzle to nip at his chin. He was such a tease, but she loved it.

"All that's left is the ceremonies, trials, and rituals..." she mentioned while one of her paws trailed down over his chest and stomach, all the way down to the most intimate, sensitive parts of him, a grin pulling across her lips. She started teasing and working him up while she spoke, her large, soft paw working him over expertly. "One of them you've already experienced. The marriage ceremony is my favorite. It gives our soul mate the Mendacium name and makes sure their soul can be brought back into the energy of the Ancients when they die. The Gleaning Ritual is a part of choosing our child and the Funeral Rites is a final ceremony performed for any Mendacium wolves after their death." Those were the easiest and quickest to get through while she was having her fun with him, forcing him to wait for more till she was finished.

"The Disownment Trial is performed if any wolf in the family breaks our laws so severely that they are no longer worthy of carrying our name. Usually its conducted by the Matriarch and any other available family members and if they are convicted of their sins then they lose their name, are exiled from the family, and their soul will no longer be reincarnated into the next generation so it's not done lightly." Her paw squeezed around the most sensitive parts of him, a grin still playing on her features while she felt him squirm under her teasing and pleasuring. "And finally the Naming Ceremony... If there is someone that is a child of someone that's been exiled that was born after the Disownment Trail then they can work to earn their Mendacium name and are given it during this ceremony. We never punish a child for their parent's mistake."

Her free paw held his jaw near his chin, a deep, gnawing need in her gaze as she smirked and found his obsidian gaze with her own. "Did you get all of that, my demon?" she questioned with a chuckle, her other paw releasing him and wrapping around his waist, pressing her hips into his as she worked her body against his, groaning softly against his lips before her lips claimed his again and she kissed him hard, finally giving into her lust and needs again.

- fade -

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