ardent

Enchant Me

Rusalka



Cerberus

"Not A Caveman"

Obscura
Viceroy

Master Fighter (240)

Master Intellectual (240)

An icon representing the specialty Bard Bard

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
987
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
273
player
Chrono

Pride - PolysexualSamhain 2022HomebodyAll Oozed OutThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3
12-27-2022, 10:57 PM
He had felt that bit of tension in her but as he continued on and felt her give way into him he didn't stop to see if everything was alright. His intensions where fully pure, though he was acting more on his own gain. Maybe there was a part of him that thought Ruse wanted what he wanted, and that may have been true. He was still as gentle as he had always been with her and everyone else really. Almost like there was no black part of his soul. That may have been true too.

His name on her tongue, heady, alluring, it sent something through his entire body that he had never experienced before. His arms carefully squeezed around her mid back while his one paw still moved along the fur of her side and closer to her stomach, somehow knowing the sensitivity his touch would give her. He lifted his body up just a bit, that same paw moving upwards across her chest and towards her opposite shoulder to try and turn her just enough to get his eyes back onto her face. Pulling his nose away from her neck hoping that he could meet her gaze there. "Do you feel the same way I do Ruse?" His voice just barely above a whisper it was a genuine question, in someway a reassurance that he himself could make her feel this growing urge and yearning for him in the way he was for her. His gaze shifted down as the lower half of him gently pushed up against her thigh, holding his breath just for that second before raising his nose back up close to hers. His paw snaked between her front legs as he held her, not pushing his limits any more than that. Not with her being underage, and not asking himself for too much in just this one night.

"Cerberus Kline"