Heated Whispers and Baited Breath
03-16-2015, 09:24 PM
Her eyelids fluttered as she came to, the heat of Revenge against her spine. For a moment she lay in utter confusion, they were passed out in the middle of the Knolls by a shallow river. What had happened last night, and why the hell was she sore in places that she had never known could get sore? And then, it all came rushing back to her. The screams of pleasure as he bit into her scruff, blood flowing freely from her open wounds. Oh, so that's why her neck was so sore. A hot blush flushed under her pale cheeks, body laying very slow in her brothers arms. Twice. They had done it twice until they had literally passed out in the knolls. A tender smile touched her lips, even though her belly was churning. Had they done something so terribly wrong? It was a pretty big line that they had crossed, and she had never imagined that it was going to happen to them. There was no going back from here, and she didn't know how exactly she felt about the change. Was she excited about it? Worried? Raising her head she looked at his sleeping features, and the feeling in her heart made her know that this wasn't wrong. In another wolf's eyes? Probably. But seeing him laying there all peacefully... her heart swelled for him. Leaning forward she nuzzled his cheek, placing a tender kiss there before lowering her head and wiggling back into his grip. A content sigh sounded from her lips, eyes closing again. She was quite happy to just go back to sleep here with him, while images of last night dared to make her squirm. |
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.