Love Like Wildfire

As soon as he asked that question, Artorias saw the amused look cross Briar's face and he knew he'd asked the wrong question. With a graceful leap from an even higher lofty root she'd climbed to, the young brute watched his voluptuous fae slowly saunter closer to him, a smirk on her lips as she informed him that she was as hot and bothered as ever. But before he could apologize for calling attention to her condition, Briar was upon him, brushing her muzzle against his and sending a very delightful shiver running down his back. By now, he was intimately familiar with that look she was giving him, and even more familiar with what it meant was going to happen next. Briar grinned at him and he grinned back, returning the subtle brush of his lips against hers in a feather light kiss meant to tease him. It was working.

Briar questioned why he asked, the seductive purr in her voice making the brute's heart race in his chest as heat flushed through his body. She asked if he felt like helping her cool off her heat before they headed back. A deep inhale from Artorias brought more of her pheromone-laced perfume into his nose, flooding his sense of smell with her and waking up those instinctual urges hardcoded in his genes. His stomach clenched, a heat growing in his core. They were virtually isolated out here in the dense oak woods with no one around, much more private than the Carpathian castle certainly was. If there was ever a time to take advantage of them being alone, it was now. "Well, I certainly wouldn't say no to lending my beautiful girl a helping paw when she feels the need... or other parts of my body," he remarked, speaking in husky baritones through a sly grin of his own.

Artorias pressed his body closer to Briar's, brushing their chests together while he pressed his lips slowly to hers in a firm, lingering kiss that lasted several wonderful seconds. When he slowly pulled his lips from hers again, he gazed at her with smoldering eyes and lifted a large azure paw to stroke from her shoulder along the feminine curves of her side. "What do you think, my queen? Want your alpha to help you cool off a bit? I bet we could fill this forest with all the sounds we want and no one would hear us." It was quite a risqué thought, to abandon decorum and just mate and make love wherever the fancy took them, even out in the woods in the clearing for anyone to see like this. It reminded him of their time on the Shimmering Shore a few seasons back, which Briar had seemed to thoroughly enjoy.

"Artorias Carpathius"