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I Love You, Flaws and All

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
01-16-2022, 06:17 PM
She loved Alastor’s smile in all of its forms. The wild, maddened smile he wore when they were chasing down some helpless prey or this sweet smile so entirely filled with love and devotion—both were equally wonderful to her. She only wanted him to be happy and she enjoyed knowing that she could offer him even a moment of peace in his twisted mind. The feeling of his forelegs wrapping around her waist as they kissed, pulling her body into his, reaffirmed that they were going to be okay. She never would have left him, her soul too tightly tied to his to ever dream of it, but being like this with him again chased away any of the remaining tension or worry. This was her mate, her husband, her soul mate, and the father of her children. No one could ever measure up to him in her eyes.

Her claws combed through the thick, flowing fur on the back of his neck while she returned his grin, savoring that fiery look in his eyes. As his muzzle tipped down to reach there her jaw and neck met, her head tipped to give him better access to her, her aqua gaze flickering closed with a delighted hum from the feeling of his teeth against her skin. That familiar warmth and build of tension in her core wound up like a spring from his teasing and simply from having his strong forelegs gripping her slender body against his own. A smirk crossed her lips when he mentioned that it likely wouldn’t be as rough as he had been the other day and she chuckled while the claws moving through his silky fur grazed his skin. “There will be plenty more opportunities for you to ravage me like that again, I’m sure…” she insisted with a grin. She hadn’t been able to fully enjoy his wild mating that day with all of the other things she had to consider, but she would never forget the bloody night that had resulted in their stunning children and she knew with how the two of them were there would be many more like that to come.

For now though her only concern was having all of him. With the strain on their relationship relieved it allowed that tension to be replaced by an overwhelming, passionate need and love for this brute she had the honor of calling hers. One of her paws returned to his scarred cheek and pulled his muzzle to hers again, pressing her lips to his in a deep, heated kiss, tasting him on her tongue while her paws wrapped around his neck and held on to the plush fur on the back of his neck and scruff. Her lips never left his as she began to lean back, hanging from his neck as she pulled him down over top of her. Her tail brushed across and teased some of her favorite parts of him while she continued to make out with him with building intensity and desire. It wasn’t until she felt his hips press to hers and join them together again that she finally pulled away from his lips with a gasp, her head tipping back into the grass under her with a pleasure filled groan. Their mating was passionate and hurried, devouring one another quickly with claws digging into skin and gasping, hushed sounds of pleasure filling the small, secluded clearing.

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"Manea Mendacium"