Lets make a scene we wont soon forget
10-27-2014, 09:32 PM
She?d ensnared him, and though he hadn?t quite comprehended such facts he knew he felt a pull towards her. She was very much different from the wolves that lived within the goddess?s lands, her markings unique and her accent so different. His resolve was waning as he felt his defenses start to fall, finding her presence was becoming much more comfortable. She seemed so capable and yet so small an innocent. Only recently had Shai?s mind been allowed thoughts of being with a she wolf, and because of such Motif would very much have the upper hand during their encounter. Not that he?d even find realization of this. Motif would surely be aware of such, as he had not moved at all. With his tail dangling uselessly once again he?d become caught up in her movements, his body freezing as she took the last few steps to his form. She?d look up at him, her form insubstantial compared to his colossal being. Had real thoughts been going through his head the stunned wolf might have thought to lower himself to the ground so she didn?t have to strain. However her luscious frame would encompass his thoughts, her closeness blurring his reason and tearing down any previous resolve. She would offer her form to him, putting herself on display. He?d feel his jaws part as his awestruck look would overcome his features. His eyes would wander over her perfect frame, his conscious completely submitting to her every whim. The silence and peace of the cathedral would be broken once more by her sweet voice. In response to whatever question she?d asked, (He didn?t know what it was, but it was a question and the underlying tones would send a shiver up his spine.) the massive wolf would close the rest of the distance between them. He wanted to feel her heat mingled with his own, he wanted to show her an affection he?d never realized was there to give. "Motif," he would say quietly as he nuzzled her ears tenderly, taking in her pleasant perfume. He?d breathe deeply as the contact would send a crazy feeling over his skin. For a moment a thought of Gwena would interrupt his thoughts, her sweet face and wonderful nature would almost be enough to rip him from the trance Motif had put him in. But as quickly as it had come, the thought would disappear, making way for thoughts of the girl beside him. |