The sun lingered within the late afternoon sky and painting the lover's mangrove a gentle orange-pink. Such light brought life to the inky black pelt of the Klein male as he made his way across the tangles. Pads sought to grip the slightly moist tendrils of wood as he climbed and leapt. Water droplets fled from the ends of his belly fur and legs as stray waves caught him ever so often. A small grin stained his pink and black lips as he challenged himself with each leap. It was a true game he played with himself for not only would he deem himself a failure if he fell in. But, if he did fall into the water it would be fairly cold due to the fact that it was indeed the thick of winter. Goosebumps did invade his skin every now and again as result of the lingering water already gracing his form. But, he ignored it as he continued to jump from root to root. As the sun continued to lower the temperature merely continued to drop and he figured it would be a proper time to start leaping his way inland a bit to get dry. Thus, that is what he did. Slowly the demon made his way deeper into the thick of of trees.

For the gift of a kiss, she was given the name of this land and where to find it. Apparently, she was predictable. She could not hear of a land called ‘Lovers Mangroove’ and leave it unexplored. She arrived as the sun began its slow sink over the horizon. The invasion of paradise tones across the brown bark and blue rivers added an appealing taste to the scene.

The vain woman stepped carefully across waterways, sticking close to the tree trunks where the thick roots offered dry land. She had just reached one such dry patch, and was frowning at the water that stained her pale paws. The sound of splashing brought her attention upwards, where a long-legged dark figure played leap-frog towards the dryer section of trees she already occupied. He took a moment to watch him, admiring his shapely legs, and the intrigue dark depths of his coat. As he got closer, she opened her maw, twisted her tongue, and wolf whistled in appreciation. “Give me a twirl, sweetheart” she said, mimicking with an elongated claw a circle motion.

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Rough paw pads met the earth with an audible thud as feminine vocals filled perked ears. Suddenly his head whipped towards the source and pale eyes feasted upon the sight of a blue and black painted babe. Wind swept over his form as adrenaline warmed cold veins. There was only a moment of instinctual defensive nature. A flash of hackles and the raise of his charcoal tail. But, as his heart rate lowered and he sussed out that the stranger was not a threat, in that moment, he seemed to calm down just a tad. Her words registered only after that moment had passed and a sly smirk swept across his pink and black lips when they did. With a low chuckle the young Klein sauntered in a circle. There was a sassy flick of his hips as he moved and his gaze remained on the stranger as much as he could manage. After his 'twirl' was done Incubus flicked his pink nose in her direction. "Your turn, darling." A rigid brow raised, the skin pooling against a black horn, as he watched with pure anticipation to see what she would do next."

Ah ha! The brightly coloured seductress grinned as the boy made a tight circle. The easy, sauntering motion told her that he would play her games, and her bright smile lit up the darkening territory.

He passed the flame on to her, and rose slowly to her feet. Mischievous twinkle in her eye as she slowly spread out one long limb, leaning into it, and flicking her rear end into the ear, before slowly bringing her body along the lines of a circle. Showing off her curves in a slow, elegant motion. If her bum gave a little wiggle when it faced him, who could blame her?

As she completed the action and faced him agree, she wiggled her brows at him. “Do you have a name as pretty as the face to match?”

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Pink and blue eyes devoured the sight of the witch before him. A true seductress casting her spell upon the youthful monster to-be. Heat slithered it's way through his veins on the inside but on the outside the male remained cool, calm, and collected. Lips remained slipped into a sly smirk and his tail flicked with vivid anticipation. As the oddly colored femme made her round and those hips seemed to flick in a way he felt himself nearly drool. Jaws had seemed to part slightly and Incubus slammed them shut just in time for her to face him again. He wouldn't dare allow such an enchantress observe such behavior. As they were head to head once again he allowed his now beaming gaze to rest upon her own beautiful visage. Incubus did not comment on the display but merely allowed her to carry on with those lovely vocals. As she spoke he sauntered forward. His head was lowered as slim hips flicked with each step. Incubus did not close the distance for he ceased his strides at about a tail length away. Lips and jaws parted to allow her scent to make it's way inward, to taste her. As he did so his smirk deepened and his eyes grew slightly heavier. There was no shame in his game. He did not hide his desire but he did not act on it. The yearling stood before her and allowed his gaze to meet her own once again. "Pretty is a descriptor that should be saved for yourself." A pink tongue ran across pearly whites. "I am Incubus Klein, if you must know." His head cocked to the side, "And you?" A pause. "Will the enchantress grace me with her identity?"

The sky darkened a little more, as the evening quickly dissipated around them. The burning embers of the sunset dancing across the white tips of her ears, and sparking the pools of water between them. In the shades of the trees, in parts where the dying sun could no longer reach, lights began to flicker. The luminescent glow of the strange bacteria local to this place sprung to life. Casting shadows in sharp relief across her dark muzzle and starry eyes.

The pale strip and light pink tones on the other wolf reflected the last light of the sunset, and the beginning of the unearthly glow. He was handsome in any lighting, but here, in their own little blanket of stars, he seemed to shine.

There was no shyness in his youth face as he approached her little scattering of roots. There purposefulness to his stride, youthful ignorance and vigor. When he stopped, his lips parted, giving her a glance of pale gums.

“Am I merely pretty, Incubus Klein?” she teased, closing the gap between them with a few small steps. Stopping almost nose to nose to him, and looking across at his two-tones eyes. It was rare to find another with the same condition, both left-eyes of the beasts a brilliant pool of the blue. Their rights… one amber, one lily. “Lorikeet Flame Aracari” she introduced herself. "But just Keetie, please.”

"Speech"

The radiant waters illuminated them both. The cool toned glow brought out her blues ten fold. Only making her look more enchanting then thought to be possible. While he was void of such coloration the glow seemed to pull out the shades of midnight deep within his charcoal pelt. Contrasting with his white muzzle even more so then usual. They were both unnaturally pleasing to the eyes and they both knew it. His lovely counterpart took it upon herself to close the distance between them almost completely. Their noses could touch if he moved the wrong way. But, he did not. Incubus allowed his hauntingly pale gaze to pour into her own. There was a fire weighing on his own visage. Something primal that the beautiful fae before him was unlocking. it was new and exhilarating, but he continued to try and keep it all at bay. Incubus took in those feminine vocals as if they were honied wine. Lapping at each and ever syllable like a starved ghoul. His lips formed a grin as he parted sturdy jaws to speak. "You are intoxicating." The yearling decided to give into her desires to hear more of her own vanity. His own voice was low and practically dripping with magma. As her lips parted to reveal her name Incubus took that single half step forward needed to close the distance between them completely. Sparks flittered along his chest as it pressed up against her own. The male aimed to sink his pale muzzle into the depths of her thick neck fur. His jaws were parted slightly to further take in her feminine scents. A low growl could be heard as he began to pepper small nips at her neck. "Keetie." The name came forth as a low growl itself. Incubus had never been so close to a Wolf of the opposite sex before and he was beginning to learn he rather enjoyed it. "You do not belong down here with us mortals, Keetie."  A pause. "Your otherworldly beauty has enraptured me so."

Nothing pleased the fae more than hearing the adoration of others. He decided to indulge her whim, and she rewarded him with a slow, pleased smile. Saunting closer until her head was next to his. Now, if she desired, she could reach over and nip his shoulder. The one eye she could see him with now sparked, teasing and inviting. He had brought himself closer yet, and her nose bumped against his neck.

She laughed softly, deep in her throat, husky. Perhaps it was more than he could bare, for he took it as an invitation. His teeth grazing the skin beneath the fur of her neck. She retaliated with a soft growl of her own, vibrating in her throat as she parted her muzzle and grazed her teeth across his ear, and then down the side of his head, along to his neck. Nipping at the tighter skin below his eye. “Prove to me you are not a mere mortal.” she challenged

"Speech"

Incubus caught every spark in her eye and flutter of those inky lashes. The male caught himself within a vortex of bliss. One could say he was on cloud nine. These moments were awakening a side of him that he wasn't sure would be so powerful. Desire and lust flowed through his veins as thick as blood itself. Each time the ethereal fae bumped into him spark flew beneath his skin. His breathing was slightly heavier then usual and seemed to tighten with each of her movements. As teeth grazed across his ear the male felt himself press his chest into her own while another low growl bubbled in his throat. Jaws parted in preparation for speech but he was caught off guard by a nip to his cheek. Another growl came forth but it was much more deliberate this time. Incubus drank in her words and acted without hesitation. There was nothing timid or shy about the youthful demon. A gentle lick was planted upon the side of her muzzle as his eyes aimed to connect with her own for a short moment. Incubus then offered a thick smirk before quickly nipping the babe's neck just at the end of her jawline. - For the briefest of moments a thought of biting harder flashed into his head. But, that darkness was reigned in almost as fast as it came. - The male then ran his nose along her chest before moving to walk past her and towards her right side. Incubus peppered her illustrious form with nips and took long moments of nuzzling into her winter coat. "There are no mortals here." -fade?-

She could see the way he reacted to her touch, like little goosebumps tickling beneath his fur. Experimentally, she swiped a paw down his leg. Claws out to swipe between his fur and press into his skin, and pressed a butterfly kiss beneath his blue eye. Just to feel the brush of his lashes on her skin, and brush her own against his. Then he was pressing his chest into hers, growling under his breath. She reached down, and nipped at his throat to feel the vibration of his snarl against her teeth.

Then he was walking past her, and she made a playful swipe at his tail, hitting his rump as he passed her by. He was checking her out, kissing every inch of her. She stretched out her paws, enjoying every second of attention, and pushing her claws into the tight places of his back. Working them carefully, expertly, as she worked out the kinks in his muscles. Kissing in between pushing, and making a sound like a purr beneath her breath. When he went to mount her, she tutted at him. What could she say, she was a tease? She pulled herself up to her full height, and let out a throaty, flirtatious snarl, baring her teeth at him, and shoving a paw into his shoulder. Turning the play rougher. “Oh baby, you have to work for it.”

Lorikeet Flame Aracari vs Incubus for right to mate

Round 0/2?
Age: Over 2
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sharpened antler head armor
Companion 1: Cat with antlers, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Thicker fur - Defensive
Mutation 2: Feline claws - Offensive
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Expert Healer
Specialty: N/A

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