My Lipgloss is Poppin'
02-28-2015, 03:05 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-28-2015, 03:50 PM by Rozenn.)
He swatted her muzzle, causing her to snort on the very belly that she was prodding at. Pulling back she sent him a spiteful glance, but said nothing as he spoke of them not running. Just trying to keep all the horn dogs away from her. She let out a laugh, standing and trying to walk a tight circle around him. "Mais je suis tellement difficile de résister, le frère le plus cher. De plus, est-il si mauvais de vouloir juste se amuser un peu?" She asked, knowing that even the thought her getting it on with just some stray mutt would drive him nuts. But this endless pressure and need to be touched and pleased was driving her absolutely mad. That is what drove her mood into over drive, her body thrumming with the constant energy and a plea for sex. But when his voice sounded so tired and stressed like that, she really couldn't resist the tease. She felt his golden eyes on her, and her own metallic gaze rose to meet his own. She knew why he wanted to be constantly moving, so that the scent of her heat wouldn't spread too far. By the time any male picked it up, they would have been long gone. But her paws were sore, and damn she just wanted to get humped. It was very tiring, really. But as soon as she heard that sigh, she had known that she had won. Yes! Rozenn was the only one to budge him out of his stubborn ways, but even then it was often a struggle. But him calling her weak was not acceptable. "Vous essayez de marcher autour avec seulement la pensée de se faire baiser dans votre esprit. Ensuite, vous pouvez me dire à quel point «fragile» que je suis." she spat, fur fluffing up along her spine. Eyes narrowed dangerously as she watched him settle back down in the shade, flopping to her side. Letting out a quick huff, she simply could not refuse the thought of curling into him. While being touched gave her pleasure, it was different when it came from her brother. Carefully she spread herself across his limbs, back arching into his belly. When he asked about an ideal home, all her anger melted away. She looked up and tried to meet his gaze, her shoulders shrugging slightly. "Really, anywhere with you is okay,"she said softly, lowering her head onto the upper portion of his foreleg, body twisting up into a more comfortable position. "But somewhere were we don't have to interact with the more common wolves often, with lots of food." "SPEAK FRENCH" |
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