pull the lever, watch 'em spin
04-16-2015, 07:54 PM
Minutes turned to hours in his mind as he awaited her response. He knew he had to occupy himself in some way, and so his jaws would snake forward toward her hip. He nosed along the back line of her hip, ruffling the thicker fur that grew in this particular location. His jaws unhinged as he drug his fangs against her flesh, just hard enough to be felt but not nearly hard enough to cause her any pain. She was different than Mercy, whom he'd bloodied on his very first encounter. He had not a bone in him that wanted to hurt Lysis. She was something to be protected, to be cherished, particularly in this moment. Her answer then came, and he responded with a sharp intake of breath. This was really going to happen. Her tongue kissed the crease of his muzzle and a smile broke across his lips. The cobalt Armada rose up onto his hind legs like a great blackened stallion and gently rested his weight upon her hips. His jaws snared the thick skin behind her neck as he shifted forward, hips bucking instinctively. Restraint was gone from his figure as he wrapped his front limbs around her midsection and succumbed to his growing desire. --- fade --- Weariness had taken over the space desire had left behind, and with great effort he pried his frame from atop her own. He relaxed into a standing position behind her, a dazed and pleased smile upon his features. Emerald eyes glistened as he moved forward slowly, pressing himself against her side. "Damn," he breathed, still in disbelief, as he sought to chew on her ear affectionately. "Bryn talks," |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.