ardent

five AM on the bathroom floor from the night before



Artorias

"I will shield you from the darkness"

The Hallows
Lord of Cinder

Master Fighter (937)

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age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
14258
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
1,803
player
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02-13-2022, 11:50 PM

The sounds he was able to draw out of Grimshaw sent a delighted thrill racing down Artorias' spine, evolving into a heat that settled deep in his core and between his thighs. The surprise on the other man's face, the way he growled with frustration only to have that sound silenced when their lips met made Artorias feel powerful in a different sort of way. While Grim was reveling in his dominance over the alpha, Art was savoring all the ways he could make his brother react with such simple actions. He didn't know if Grim had ever actually don't anything with another brute before, but he certainly hadn't! How much different could it be from lying with a woman though? Running off of what he knew and his own drunken instincts seemed to be working so far.

Then it was Grimshaw's turn to catch him by surprise when he deepened their kiss, drawing a subtle groan from Artorias as their mouths crushed together with heated need. Amber eyes slowly slid closed as his paw moved from Grim's chin to slide around the back of the other brute's neck, grabbing at his scruff while he slid his tongue into the dark brute's maw, tasting Grimshaw's mouth while giving himself fully to the urges and surrendering to Grim's dominant insistence. The sensation of Grim's sharp claws against the tender skin beneath his chin made the brute tremble with lecherous need, his tail whipping about in eager wags while those same claws ran a smooth path down his vulnerable throat to his chest.

Artorias had never felt like this before and it was stirring something deep inside him. He'd never had someone make him submit like this, his racing heart pounding at his chest while a second paw reached up to press against Grim's chest, no longer forcing space between them, but instead bunching his fur up between his toes while he clung to the other man's chest. He wanted more. More contact with Grim. More of their bodies pressed together. More of the sensations and feelings he was awakening within him. More heat and fire and paws and claws. More Grimshaw.

"Artorias Carpathius" | "Carpathian" | "Corbin" | "Argent"


One big happy family

Artorias has two ravens named Corbin and Eira and a fox named Argent. Assume they are within calling distance at all times.
As his mate, Briar may enter Artorias' threads unless marked Private.
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