-- dance the night away --

the lass encountered surprise as he allowed for their pelts to meet; she had half-expected him to dance away in a downright teasing manner. as she curved around his form, jupiter quickly found that her own plans were backfiring like a heat-seeking missile launched in a deserted tundra as her own desires were amplified by the contact while his self-control seemed relatively unfazed. they were engaged in a battle of wills--their personalities clashing with a leadership-induced need for dominance over the other. it was likely that neither would end up pleased tonight if one of the warring wolves did not submit, but then it became obvious that jupiter would be the first to give in, as she could hold out no longer.



all in one moment, the willpower she had prided herself so highly for cracked, splitting and splintering into innumerable pieces. his words sliced through her being as if it were an arrow through the water, golden and streaking through the haze of her stubborn ways and setting her lust on fire. the inferno blazed across her body, her mind catching rapidly and finding itself helplessly overwhelmed. her lips drew near him again and her tongue flicked out, on the path to draw slowly across his ear before replacing the guided muscle with words.



"then take me, marvel," she near-groaned, voice strained with lust and accented by her quickened respiration, "however you please. for tonight, i am yours."