Lesson Learned
10-19-2015, 12:54 AM
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10-21-2015, 07:01 PM
Jakart rolled over into his belly with a groan, tongue lolling out of his muzzle as he finally started to stir from his nap. Between fighting with his brothers and helping out Callisto with her seasonal needs was starting to take a toll on him physically. If his brothers smelled anything they didn't say anything, but living this double life so to speak was a bit taxing on his worries and fears of being found out during the times Callisto guided the male to a place of solitude and have him preform. No pups as of yet, her hips still remaining in their natural shape, a act he had come to note each time they were together. And it came as a surprise to him when laying with her recently that she had asked if she could be instructed on the art of defense.
There had been no way to escape the question as they lay in each other's embrace, Jakart only having the option to say yes. He could've sworn the he felt her forelegs grip him tighter and tighter until he had relented. And that training was to be today. Already he was headed back to he den, a trip often repeated this last month, and went over several things that would have to be with a few mutterings of defenses to himself. Honestly, with his brothers it wasn't even taken seriously, though when he and his father had sparred those years ago back in Ebony he had ended up pinning the old wolf. A fact the he was much congratulated on by his father. Callisto's scent brought him back, just as his paws were, and it seemed that the end of conversation was taking place as he noticed his own loud pawsteps. Something about a delicious fish and self control. Jakart remembered Tahlia often brought home fish for everyone, not know here why Callisto and Bella would be arguing about having a good meal. The grey wolf rounded the bend in the foliage and stopped at the look of Callisto's expression. Oh boy, it must have been a heated conversation about food. Females in heat would crave anything with meat on it. Or was that pregnancy? Jakart stood there and eyes the little clearing, weight shifting from side to side before he spoke with uncertainty. "Am I late?"
There had been no way to escape the question as they lay in each other's embrace, Jakart only having the option to say yes. He could've sworn the he felt her forelegs grip him tighter and tighter until he had relented. And that training was to be today. Already he was headed back to he den, a trip often repeated this last month, and went over several things that would have to be with a few mutterings of defenses to himself. Honestly, with his brothers it wasn't even taken seriously, though when he and his father had sparred those years ago back in Ebony he had ended up pinning the old wolf. A fact the he was much congratulated on by his father. Callisto's scent brought him back, just as his paws were, and it seemed that the end of conversation was taking place as he noticed his own loud pawsteps. Something about a delicious fish and self control. Jakart remembered Tahlia often brought home fish for everyone, not know here why Callisto and Bella would be arguing about having a good meal. The grey wolf rounded the bend in the foliage and stopped at the look of Callisto's expression. Oh boy, it must have been a heated conversation about food. Females in heat would crave anything with meat on it. Or was that pregnancy? Jakart stood there and eyes the little clearing, weight shifting from side to side before he spoke with uncertainty. "Am I late?"
10-24-2015, 06:29 PM
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10-28-2015, 08:51 PM
Jakart shifted where he stood, eyes traveling back and forth between Callisto and Belladonna with uncertainty. His oncemate took a step closer to him and he wished he could somehow block his nose from smelling her heat. That slight purr, Jakart looking at Bella when he saw Callisto's gaze shift that way. He supposed she was still sore from the argument, the cat was practically beaming. If only he had arrived sooner he perhaps could've listened in if his scent didn't give him away or he had been downwind. Oh gods, what if Callisto had been doing girl talk with the black feline? Already felt his cheeks warm at the sudden thought. He hoped Callisto wasn't doing that with the cat, or the very least not making a regular thing of telling a tale of the times she had been under him.
Callisto informed him that he wasn't late, to which Jakart could only nod as he was brought back to focus on the matter before him. Defense lesson. Right. Asked of him after their last time when their minds had been cleared and logical thought had returned. The males nose twitched at the scent of heat again, earn giving a flick as Bella spoke up from the side. "No, not really," Jakart remarked as he tried to solely focus upon the task in front of him. A task who had no previous experience in such a matter as fighting or defense. The black and grey healer had the potential as did anybody to learn. But for him their current closeness and the conditions she brought with her season brought a brand new challenge as he would have to focus and not act upon instinct should his instruction need to be demonstrated in a more side by side setting. The grey wolf cleared his throat. "Um, should me how you would defend yourself if I were to come at you right now." This was going to be hell with his self control, even if it was just a mere demonstration.
Callisto informed him that he wasn't late, to which Jakart could only nod as he was brought back to focus on the matter before him. Defense lesson. Right. Asked of him after their last time when their minds had been cleared and logical thought had returned. The males nose twitched at the scent of heat again, earn giving a flick as Bella spoke up from the side. "No, not really," Jakart remarked as he tried to solely focus upon the task in front of him. A task who had no previous experience in such a matter as fighting or defense. The black and grey healer had the potential as did anybody to learn. But for him their current closeness and the conditions she brought with her season brought a brand new challenge as he would have to focus and not act upon instinct should his instruction need to be demonstrated in a more side by side setting. The grey wolf cleared his throat. "Um, should me how you would defend yourself if I were to come at you right now." This was going to be hell with his self control, even if it was just a mere demonstration.
10-31-2015, 01:31 AM
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11-02-2015, 10:42 PM
Callisto after a moment took finally seemed to decide to follow his command much more quickly then last time when they were both in Ebony together. During that particular meeting she had been far more reluctant to follow his command, of which the specifics of the lesson eluded him. Now that the two of them were in a amicable relationship, and if communicating well during these times such as him helping to deal with the needs of her season, he didn't know how else they would get very far in saying what they other wanted. Right now she was assuming a defensive stance, Jakart sensing the uncertainty in her posture, and came up with a few corrections right immediately.
"Alright, a few things. For one, hold still by the way," Jakart strode over to her and nudged her chin up with his nose. "Don't tuck it in that much. You'd end up look like a prancing idiot with a bone lodged in your throat and your ears are ready to be torn off." The grey wolf smoothed her ears flat with his cheek as he then strode over to her shoulder and decided that the way she held herself was satisfactory, if a bit unprepared to maneuver to either side. A shift in the wind and the healers own shifting tail brought a strong aroma of her heat, causing Jakart to stop mid step for a second. A shaky breath was let out and he wished he had told her to mask the scent of her heat before this lesson. Somehow. With a tentative step given past her waist, eyes flicking to where her hind legs curved inward to her abdomen, Jakart wanted to hold his breath. Already instinct was replacing logical thought and he stopped, nipping the closest ankle. "S-slightly wider stance." The male stammered. The aroma of her season bombarded his nose as he tried not to breath, continuing around Callisto's rump. A shoulder brushed against her thigh as he came to stand by her side. Jakart hadn't spoken, the first tinges of a growl rippling up from his throat. With all sense of what he was supposed to be doing gone, he lay his muzzle on her neck, tongue giving a lick to the she wolfs scruff and desire now in his gaze. He couldn't do this with her current state.
"Alright, a few things. For one, hold still by the way," Jakart strode over to her and nudged her chin up with his nose. "Don't tuck it in that much. You'd end up look like a prancing idiot with a bone lodged in your throat and your ears are ready to be torn off." The grey wolf smoothed her ears flat with his cheek as he then strode over to her shoulder and decided that the way she held herself was satisfactory, if a bit unprepared to maneuver to either side. A shift in the wind and the healers own shifting tail brought a strong aroma of her heat, causing Jakart to stop mid step for a second. A shaky breath was let out and he wished he had told her to mask the scent of her heat before this lesson. Somehow. With a tentative step given past her waist, eyes flicking to where her hind legs curved inward to her abdomen, Jakart wanted to hold his breath. Already instinct was replacing logical thought and he stopped, nipping the closest ankle. "S-slightly wider stance." The male stammered. The aroma of her season bombarded his nose as he tried not to breath, continuing around Callisto's rump. A shoulder brushed against her thigh as he came to stand by her side. Jakart hadn't spoken, the first tinges of a growl rippling up from his throat. With all sense of what he was supposed to be doing gone, he lay his muzzle on her neck, tongue giving a lick to the she wolfs scruff and desire now in his gaze. He couldn't do this with her current state.
11-06-2015, 02:31 AM
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11-09-2015, 08:15 PM
The eyes that stared back at him were not disappointed at the stalling of the lesson, but rather full of want. These were emotions mirrored in his own eyes, a gaze that had become familiar of the course of the season when the time was right and Callisto felt that a moment could be stolen between them as her need became great. His ears thrummed with the sound of her moan his tongue had caressed the noise out of her. The noise of want had become a very feline purr, Jakart wondering if Belladonna's natural habit had rubbed off on Callisto or if this was simply a special noise given only in the right circumstance. The cat was told to leave even as she pressed herself further against his side.
Oh no, he certainly couldn't preform now. She wasn't ready. Callisto needed to beg, he needed to push her further along the eager want she was showing. Without any sort of grace the healer simply rolled onto her side and upon her back, each breath Jakart not took seemed to quicken tenfold as her scent bullied it's way into his nose. With a shaking step a foreleg was brought to the side of her neck as his muzzle dipped down to where their noses were touching. It was rather sudden when his muzzle pressed firmly against the females own, tongue slightly intruding into her maw. Jakart pulled back and twisted his muzzle to mirror the kiss. Just absently he felt his hips move over hers, the feeling of her tail laying over one of his paws. The male gave another breathless kiss as two began to become one. As he dined upon her lips he was far more happy about a new boundary they were both crossing in their jumbled relationship, another kiss given as he started their climb up the mountain as he gently began guiding them towards its peak.
-Fade to Black-
Oh no, he certainly couldn't preform now. She wasn't ready. Callisto needed to beg, he needed to push her further along the eager want she was showing. Without any sort of grace the healer simply rolled onto her side and upon her back, each breath Jakart not took seemed to quicken tenfold as her scent bullied it's way into his nose. With a shaking step a foreleg was brought to the side of her neck as his muzzle dipped down to where their noses were touching. It was rather sudden when his muzzle pressed firmly against the females own, tongue slightly intruding into her maw. Jakart pulled back and twisted his muzzle to mirror the kiss. Just absently he felt his hips move over hers, the feeling of her tail laying over one of his paws. The male gave another breathless kiss as two began to become one. As he dined upon her lips he was far more happy about a new boundary they were both crossing in their jumbled relationship, another kiss given as he started their climb up the mountain as he gently began guiding them towards its peak.
-Fade to Black-
11-14-2015, 02:36 AM
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11-19-2015, 08:17 PM
A kiss was placed on the side of Callisto's jaw, again, his nips and nuzzle having not ceased even during their stolen moment together. Instinct and a touch of desire had thrown all plans away and tossed the two wolves into each other's embraces. So unexpected yet somehow so needed between the two of them. This arrangement during Callisto's season had at first been a simple task of alleviating the symptoms and helping his friend be free of any urges for a time. And yet another special moment they both partook in cleared their heads of desire. A gentle nip against the grey cheek of his once mate, foreleg tightening and drawing her closer against him. Maybe he had also needed this one instance. Maybe it could be about helping both of them now instead of just getting Callisto to think clearly. Obviously the season wasn't over yet and that meant more stolen moments, more times to see what worked for their strange relationship. Jakart let his paw gently rove up and down across the dark fur of her chest, thinking. Scent had been a powerful thing, one that he would ask that she should dull with herbs or something. Later he could inquire when they were done basking in the hidden nook of the autumn foliage outside her den. For now Jakart would rest and keep an ear ready to hear if anything was on Callisto's mind.
11-27-2015, 03:45 PM
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12-05-2015, 01:06 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-05-2015, 01:23 AM by Jakart.)
To Jakart the scene was one of familiarity, of bonding even after the physical intimacy was done and over with. One he certainly hoped his brothers wouldn't stumble upon. He felt as if these moments could only ever be shared with Callisto, that he could only give them to the female. It was a hope that the healer felt the same way about him, that this arrangement was to be mutual in its benefits. One having the burn of heat quelled, and the other having the need to help another live in a more comfortable manner. The two of them fit with such symmetry, there had been a gap left by Jakart's sisters, a gap filled as his paws were no long idle. It certainly differed from hunting and locating future prey to feed his siblings when the entire family was but wanderers to the lands. But had been enough in his life.
Now this was his task, an internal vow to give Callisto anything he could to help the troubled she wolf. And this season required him to give himself fully to help with her needs and without complaint he obeyed his friend wish. A black paw gently swept through the fur of her stomach and up towards her chest. Callisto nudged him, Jakart already taking away his paw and tucking the limb between them as she spoke. A slight grin creased his muzzle at her words and a final nip was given on her ear. Content with the affections he had stolen, Jakart settled against Callisto with a pleased rumble and wrapped his forelegs around her. With his oncemate wrapped up in his embrace sleep eventually claimed him as the efforts of their impromptu lesson caught up to him.
-Jakart is asleep-
Now this was his task, an internal vow to give Callisto anything he could to help the troubled she wolf. And this season required him to give himself fully to help with her needs and without complaint he obeyed his friend wish. A black paw gently swept through the fur of her stomach and up towards her chest. Callisto nudged him, Jakart already taking away his paw and tucking the limb between them as she spoke. A slight grin creased his muzzle at her words and a final nip was given on her ear. Content with the affections he had stolen, Jakart settled against Callisto with a pleased rumble and wrapped his forelegs around her. With his oncemate wrapped up in his embrace sleep eventually claimed him as the efforts of their impromptu lesson caught up to him.
-Jakart is asleep-
12-19-2015, 01:42 AM
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