ardent

third times the charm

stolas



Stolas

Hellborn
Ars Goetia

Expert Fighter (143)

Advanced Intellectual (60)

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
569
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
118
player
Joe

Pride - BisexualSnake EyesOoh La LaCritical Fail!
09-12-2024, 11:34 PM
The emotions that swelled in his heart and soul threatened to overwhelm the Goetia prince as the revelations that his life had not been entirely for naught. He had managed to create something lasting and beautiful with Widow in Cryptis, and now he was given a second chance at having a family. He could be a father. He could be what the Kleins had never been to him. Ands gods dammit, he was going to be the best father he could be! He’d missed so much time in Widow and Triss’ lives, but no more! He was committed, he was devoted, and he wasn’t going anywhere.

Amidst the incredible rush of emotions, Widow asked him a question—a question that would shape their lives together even further. Did he want to make his family bigger? Wide gray eyes turned to meet Widow’s, mouth hanging open in silent surprise. She was asking him to breed with her again and grow their family together. Their family! Stolas did not respond with words, but with actions. In one fluid movement, the Goetia prince pulled Widow taut to his side while his mouth claimed hers in a slow yet deeply passionate kiss. Lips pushed together, parting gently so he could dip his tongue into her maw to taste her, to revel and bask in her. Widow overtook his senses, drowned him in herself. He was a junkie helplessly addicted to her. If she was his poison, then he would gladly overdose on her a thousand times over until she had consumed his very being.

Stolas only parted their lips when he absolutely had to breathe, gently pushing his side against Widow’s as if he could never be close enough to her. He needed to be closer to her; to be inside of her. With love and passion smoldering in his graphite gaze, Stolas spoke in heated whispers against her lips. "I want to make our family bigger." A small, cheeky smirk teased the edges of the Hellborn prince's lips as his paws roamed along Widow's side, stroking curves and smooth, taut planes of her body with appreciation. There was an unspoken question in his eyes. Did she want to be on top tonight or did she want him to make love to her? Whatever his Widow desired he would give to her always.

"Stolas"