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A Thorn In My Side



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05-12-2014, 09:16 PM (This post was last modified: 05-15-2014, 06:59 PM by Othello I.)





The high grasses were special, they held little pods of grains that had long, tan coloured tendrils. While they were small in circumference, they were awfully good at sticking to long luscious fur. Well, that is just what Othello possessed, and the little devils seemed to love her. She pushed through the grass, growling and grumbling as she went. She would have to pull those buggers from her long, flowing tail. It was a pain in the ass to keep it clean, let alone pick apart her fluffy fur to pick out the small grains. The female let out a long huff of a breath, trying to find a rock or something to pull her out of the wheat.

When a rock finally came into view, she let out a happy woof and bounded over, more tendrils grasping onto her creamy fur. With one single bound she landed on the top of the flat stone, a sigh of relieve coming forth. Looking herself over, she found that many of the grains clinging to her fur. "Stupid freaking wheat..." She grumbled, using her strong tongue to rasp over the substance. She found that the grain also seemed to like her tongue, and no matter how many times she stuck her tongue in and out of her mouth, it stuck to her no matter what. Exasperated, she snapped her jaw as her tail pounded on the rounded surface of the stone.

Othello shook her head back and forth, but that only managed to get it clung onto her cheek. "Gah!" She growled, her paw stomping on the hard surface. This was going to take while to get all this damned things off of her wonderful pelt...






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05-12-2014, 09:42 PM
Had she been quieter with her walk it was likely the tall brute would have not even heard her come so close to he and his sister. Curled protectively around her while they slept the buzzing sounds of the foreign she wolf would disturb his slumber. Giving a quick nuzzle to his prized possession he would gently remove himself from the girl's pure side. Very much annoyed at the sudden holler he would hover over Orchid's still sleeping form. Not disturbed he moved to confront the intruder. Slinking towards her the tall male would bend his joints considerably. Ducking below the grass's tall canopy he would brim himself near the distracted she wolf.?

A beautiful specimen would reveal herself, long flowing white fur, delicate features, and piercing warm eyes. So determined was she with her fur that it was unlikely she would notice his approach. She seemed no threat to his sleeping jewel, so he would find himself with a bit of amusement. "Dost though need assistance, sweet Lady?" he would rise from the wheat behind her, his full height achieved as his yellow gaze spied her curiously. An easy excuse for a close encounter with the fine she wolf.?



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The femme was too distracted, her vanity shining through all of her better senses. She didn't hear the male sneaking up, not until his baritone reached her ears. Shocked, she quickly fell into the easiest facade she had, the vixen. Blinking the shock away from her violet eyes, they grew warmer and slitted as she observed the multi-hued gentleman. A vision flashed before her eyes, a silver and black wolf replacing that before her. 'My dearest Othello.' She heard in her head, and shook the ghost of him mentally. She knew that he would haunt her, that he would replace every male who came into her sights. He occupied a simple space in her mind, but still managed to over take her. Determined, she gritted her teeth before putting on a coy smile. She would show Crucifix what he was missing.

"Assistance would be lovely, dear sir." She called him that once. His response had been anger, but it was her latter words that upset him. No! Get out of her head! Blinking slowly, she looked down at the male, only the rock she was on giving her an advantage to his height. It would help to get someone else to pull the wheat from her creamy fur.

Othello swung her elongated tail before her, presenting it to the beast before her. Cru told her she had a sexy tail, he seemed to never be able to take his eyes off of her. Cursing inwardly, her tail tip thumped on the rock in slight irritation. He would just not leave her head, would he? But she would beat his ghost from her mind, he couldn't rule her life like this, not when he had already pushed her away twice. "My poor tail is covered in the wheat, can you help me?" Her vocals were a few octaves higher, playing innocent and sweet. But in her swirling eyes there lay something else, the more flirtatious part that she wished to play. She was the star actress in this play, and it seemed that Cru was pulling the strings. A puppet. Her very soul was a puppet to him.






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05-12-2014, 10:55 PM
He would easily catch her off guard, the vanity she held completely obvious as she fussed over the covered fur. Her shock was apparent as well, he wouldn't expect such a display from her. No complaints were to be heard though, her pristine bodice would captivate his thoughts. Hearing the acceptance of his... Help the tall wolf would bring himself closer, half tempting himself join join her on the rock. Suddenly her elegantly long tail would be presented before him. Canary yellow gaze would follow the appendage to the base of her body, eyes catching her every angle. She was obviously irritated, her voice giving him clues as to why. Though he still had to guess it was not only the wheat pods that offered her trouble. "it is a shame such a perfect appendage should be marred with clumps of wheat seeds." his maw would draw close to her lashing tail, nostrils would flare as he took in her delicate scents. "I'm afraid you will be stuck upon this rock for a long time, purest maiden. Won't the seeds become entangled again as soon as she jumps down?" before allowing himself to touch her his baritone lyrics would alert her to the kink in her plan. A single brow would raise as his golden gaze let known the subtle intentions he bore. Did he see in her eyes as well the spark of lust he always carried with him?



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When the deeper vocals of the male reached her, she notice not only the loss of forefront thought, but that he held a deep lust within his golden eyes. This was a fire she was used to playing with, but she wasn't used to having the ghost of the one she loved dance before her. He almost morphed and took form beside the multi-toned male, shaking his head sadly at her. What would he do if he ever found out that she was presenting her tail to another? She giggled out loud, she found that those thoughts brought her excitement. Would a fight for her hand ensue?

Othello shook her cream head, her mouth parting into a wicked grin. "You seem smarter than I, for I never thought of that. Pray tell mister, what would you suggest I do?" She asked, that tail that captured all the brutes attention slowly swaying back and forth, teasing him with the motion. She did not miss those golden pools take in her curves. Violet eyes had done the same not too long ago, this was a game she knew all the rules to. Or so she thought.

She realized that his male was still a stranger to her, she did not know what his name was. Blinking, she tilted her head to the side, her black tainted face looking into his own. "I am afraid I do not know what to call you, sir. What is it that you go by?" Polite words those were, but the familiar burn for lust was there. While her flame was ignited by the images of something else, that didn't mean that she couldn't use this male as a pawn, a play-thing. Crucifix reused to commit to her, so there was no way that she should be feeling guilty. So her smile seemed to grow in ingenuity, a brief flash of her ivories displaying. She played her first hand, now would this being check, or fold?






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05-12-2014, 11:30 PM
Her giggle would alert him to how she had not thought her plan through as thoroughly as she'd thought. A conundrum would face her as the she fox would realize her predicament. Instead of thinking on her own the damsel would beg him his own thoughts. His superior intellect would she try to rely on. He would use her trust in his intelligence to his advantage, a playful banter leaving his pale lips. "The fair maiden could live on the rock, relying upon her Lord to provide for her needs.." ever the generous soul Scorpion would offer to take her as his own, protecting her evermore from the likes of sticking plant matter. His tongue would lick hungry jaws as he watched her fall into demeanor of subtle seduction. He would grin widely as she offered him exactly what he would seek from her. "You needn't worry about a name dear Lady, but if you insist I carry the title of Scorpion Destruction." she would practically invite him next to her, as the words would cascade from his lips his long legs would bring him to surround her. Muzzle slipping lightly behind her ears as he took in her whimsical scent. Refraining from asking her of a proper title his roaming maw would come to nuzzle her delicate jaw line. His front paw playing with the wheat that would cling to the side of her pelt. Breaths becoming heavier as the brute would test his limits, and await her return push.?



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Lord, eh? That was a strange word to hear, even more so because he was referring to himself. She didn't care too much, she was too broken up on the inside. Her masks is all she had now, the only thing that allowed her to even feel anything. So she pushed on with her flirty self, playing even farther into the dumb broad. Maybe this would get her somewhere, anywhere to replace those feelings in her heart. Worn and torn was she, and maybe he could make her feel better. Or just simply feel. She needed to get that brute out of her mind.

"I could very well live on the rock, but would my lord be able to provide for my heat? I am rather cold right now." She purred, quite pleased at the double meaning of her statement. Even though she felt so bare, this was putting a bit of spark into her violet eyes. He stated his name, but did not ask for hers. Since she was playing the part, she didn't say anything and just allowed him to come upon her rock, watching him the whole time.

When his nose brushed behind her auds she shivered, a chill running right down his spine. He drew in her scent much like Crucifix had, and she lifted her head as her maw parted. She was putty for his hands to mold, and right now she was becoming a temple of pleasure. Her nerves were alight, every touch making her toes curl. She allowed him to touch her, but didn't make a move. If he wanted a puppet, a puppet she would be. She would no longer spoke until spoken too, and would not touch him unless he allowed it. Smirking, she dared to play with these new rules, seeing what he would do if she actually spoke. "Let me touch you my lord." She said, her voice a soft whisper, yet she whined them out. Begging him to allow it. Ha, and she thought that she wasn't alive after all that happened. She would see... this would wake her up for sure, playing the role of a cheeky puppet.






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05-15-2014, 07:39 PM






She was so willing, it was like she had been simply waiting for one to come along an snatch her up. So enticing she would appear, the scent of her season filling his nose and senses. He wished to take her. Claim her and never let her go, he craved her luxurious pelt and petite features. He would feel the want throughout his entire being, from the tip of his tail to his Burning eyes. She wanted to feel, but oh how he wanted to feel her. She would accept his offer somewhat, questioning the conditions in which he would keep her. Her heat. She woul purr and his frame would eagerly join her. "He would keep her warm.. Of course. the words were whispered heavily into her pristine ears, he would feel the trembles her body would emit as he brushed over her pelt. Obviously she hadn't been touched much over the course of the season, she would bend to his ever movement. He would dance with her tenderly, every movement precise and soft against the surface of her downy fur. Long front legs would end straddling the maiden, his chin grazing the delicate skin of her muzzle as he would kiss her slowly.
He would be further enticed by the whines she whispered, bold words he hadn't expected. He would smirk, retrieving his wandering paw as he swiveled his features to catch her gorgeous gaze. "I think I'd rather see.. What you do when I don't allow you." his eager grin would brighten with the idea. She seemed as desperate for his touch as he for her. Teasing her would be amusing, but the pleasure of relieving her in the end would be that much sweeter.?


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He seemed to be incited by her willingness, by this role that she played oh so well. He revered her, coming to stand atop her and grace her with soft touches and kissed. She felt every part of her body tingle, a soft moan leaving her black lipids. She felt his heat flowing through her, felt it all the way down to her elegant tail. She cooed softly, urging him to move on. She wanted him to take her right here and right now, to show her what being alive was all about. Her tongue lolled from her mouth as she panted softly, wanting to touch him but not letting herself. She needed to play the part, to make sure she matched what he wanted. Surprisingly, it wasn't that difficult.

When she spoke out of line he did not scold her, but would in fact punish her by not being allowed to touch him. Her lavender eyes met his golden ones, pleading with him but not opening her maw again. Maybe he would not even touch her if she spoke again. Whining softly, she nodded her head, looking at that grin on his maw. He was going to draw it out, to alight all of her nerve endings. She quivered with the thought, the fact that she was in season making everything feel ten times better. But for how long would he make her wait? She wanted him now. Her tail thumped on the rock to display her irritation at the fact, but no longer would she over step him.






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He could not get over how utterly intoxicating the woman was, her soft moans would drive him further as his soft touch would caress her delicately. He could be a harsh man, oblivious to the emotions of those around him. However he was passionate when it came to the art of love making. It mattered not the doe he ensnared, he made sure his partner would enjoy her role as much as he. The Lady would move in perfect time with him as their heated breath would match in rhythm. He would regret moving from his wandering for a brief moment as her words had disturbed him, though her reaction would make up tenfold his lost contact. Intoxicating purple orbs would fill his bright yellow gaze, her need producing a throbbing sensation to start deep within the wolf.
She would whine, the sound wrapping around him and pulling him close to her once more. He would start by nuzzling her chin again, his teeth grazing the side of her cheek as he moved to nibble her ears. He would crave her moans, and trembling shivers as he pushed his chest into her own. His breath a whisper in her ear as he continued down her spine, erotic nips given slowly as he traveled his way to the base of her magnificent tail. The sickly sweet scent of her heat was almost enough to completely overwhelm him and ruin his work. He would not take her too early, so still he would work waiting for the perfect moment. Her fruit needed to ripen before he would be able to harvest. His side was pressed into her own, their contact close so the brute could feel her every tremor. Moving behind her, his chest would collide with her haunches. An eager growl would ripple through his chest as he groomed the fur around her luxurious tail. The urge to mount her would take over his mind, but instead of spoiling her he would allow her a treat. "my Lady you are magnificent." his breath barely audible as he lost himself in lust for her, "Do you still wish to have your way?" she had been patient for him, playing her part perfectly. He would not deny her touch any longer.?

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The heady scent of the male wrapped around her muzzle, taunting her with his own lustful toxins. She almost salivated at its tantalizing notes, her tongue slowly running over her lips. Her eyes grew lidded the more he pressed into her, his heat almost boiling to the touch. His teeth grazed her skin, causing her to sharply intake a breath, then hiss it out between her clenched teeth. His nips almost made her shake out of her skin, a soft sigh turning into a breathless moan. Oh she wanted him to take her now, she could hardly stand not being able to touch him, she itched to cover his body in her own, to rasp his multi-hued coat with her tongue.

Othello felt him press against her backside, her lidded eyes popping open wide as she looked back at him, taking in a deep breath. Was he going to take her now? She rose to her paws, pressing her hindquarters against him as she whined again, not allowed to speak yet. Wiggling that sexy tail of hers, she tempted him by wafting over her heat scent to him. She grinned wickedly as his growl sounded, but still he held back. It was her turn to grow, a higher note than his own. He spoke, which means at last she could open her maw. "Only for you, my lord." She said softly, willing as always to play this game. She molded into the role perfectly, and that satisfied her. Ah... satisfied. That is what she craved.

Did she wish to have her way? Did she ever! A playful, sexy growl ripped through her maw as she turned, crashing into his chest as she whined and covered his face in her velvety kisses. It was her turn to nibble at his skin, pulling and tugging to get him to feel the same as her. She wanted to bring life to every nerve on that masculine body of his. She purred and cooed, resting her lips by his ear. "Won't you please take me m'lord?" Her voice was that of a vixen, a true seductress.






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He could hardly believe he'd stumbled upon such a gem, she would react perfectly to his every touch. Eliciting from her gasps of pleasure and erotic shivers. He would find his own voice, low dark breaths would combine with her delicate air. The way she shook was almost unbearable, how she wanted so badly for him to continue. The wanton animal that was within him would push to break free of its confinement. To reach out and take her like she'd never been touched before. The heat within him would combine with hers, creating a perfect aura of unbearable ecstasy. He would come so close to the edge of completely losing himself within her as her paws brought her to reach him. He would gasp, totally overwhelmed by his position of authority above her.
He wanted to claim her more than anything, to stake his eternal claim over her luxurious body. A possessive fire would erupt in him as she waved her scent around him. She would fill his nose and all of his senses as he held himself by a thread to the ground. A euphoric high would overwhelm him as they drew closer to an explosive relief. She would call herself his own, her eagerness would draw him closer. He would allow her affection then, Growling possessively she would turn around to him, her gentle movements covering his sensitive skin. A low moan would be ushered from his pale jaws as her dainty teeth nipped provocatively at his skin. He would become restless, unable to still himself. Paws would dance impatiently as he craved the feeling of her underneath him. He wanted her now, his whole body would buzz with the intoxication of the girl. He would find himself grabbing her cheek rather roughly with his jaws as she slipped those urging words into his ear. "I will take all of you my Lady." A deep needy growl would bellow from within him as he let her go.
She couldn't keep herself away from his jaws for long, his tongue would sneak out to caress the place where he had bit her. An apology almost. She was making herself known to him as magnificent, he would accept her name. Sliding his jaws to her ear he would beckon her title. "Give me your name," he would take her name and her body for himself. Another moan of delight would slip from him as he slid his long arm over her back. His jaws would move to gently nip at the scruff of her neck. He would again immerse himself in her heady scent, animalistic urges beckoning him to join their bodies.?

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The beasts moans filled her ears, excitement growing that she had drawn that sound from him. It was her that was enough of a woman to pull out his sounds of pleasure out of that maw. Maybe she was worth something if she could do this. Just that thought made her feel better, driving her to try and draw more pleasure from him. She wanted to touch him all over, to show herself and him that she was more than worth it.

As he danced from paw to paw she whispered her words, and felt his jaws lock on her cheek. She paused, violet eyes wide, whining lowly. She had crossed a line, she asked him a question and that was not permitted. For some strange reason though, the firm bite made her feel weak in the knees. But she held herself still, erotic scents still pooling off her body. She awaited until he let her go, her eyes apologetic as she gazed at his golden eyes. She didn't move, nor did she say anything. The heat was building within her though, and she could not hold it in any longer.

A soft kiss covered her sore cheek, and Othello knew that this would not be her only sore spot. He asked her of her title, and she did not hesitate to answer. "Othello." She whispered, her voice crackling with her needs. His limb coated her back, running down her back and causing another shiver to shake her entire being. He bit her scruff, a hissing sound coming from her maw. She wanted him, and needed him now. She wished to beg him, but couldn't. She whined, pleading with sounds and not with words. As much as she wanted another harsh bite, she would prefer to have it in the passion of the moment and not because she had been out of line.

"Speech"
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05-18-2014, 10:27 AM






The girl would continue to whine, the enticing sounds exciting him further. She would make it hard for him to continue to be patient. He craved her, needed her to release the pressure that the two were building. He knew she could hardly stand him making her wait, but every moment he would stall... The end would be that much sweeter. Her eyes would lite up as he took her cheek, her whimpers almost causing him to keep hold. It was not time to bleed yet. Releasing the succubus she would do as expected, keeping herself as still as she could. He found amusement in how weak her knees had become, how easy it was to elicit the tremors that would shake her whole body. Othello was simply putty in his paws as his desire would only continue to grow for her.
She would hiss approvingly as he took her scruff, rather lightly as he teased. He would move his belly to her haunches and his chest to her back. Oh the sounds she made, his patience would drive them both crazy as he took in her needy sounds. A growl would resonate from within his chest as his hips would take their place along hers. He was tingling now, as all was set into place he would take in another deep breath of her wonderful scent. Fully losing himself before he slipped her name from his lips. "oh my needy Othello." Her title would fade into a deep growl and he would shove himself into the girl as his teeth pierced her scruff.
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He had wanted to hear his name screamed from her delicate lips. So far he would push her that he was sure Orchid had heard their guttural cries. Oh how he had enjoyed her body, every inch he was ready to take her again and again. And he would. She would not escape his grasp so easily. Not when she had made him feel such absolute pleasure. A perfect gem she was, and he was glad to help show her such. Scorpion had put her on her back, to enjoy the expressions of her face as they made perfect love. The softness of her belly would welcome him now as he lay his massive head upon the soft fur there. He was absolutely glowing as bright yellow eyes would open to take in his beautiful seductress. "My soft Othello," he would start as he caressed the curly fur on her abdomen suggestively,?"Does my Lady have any needs?" completely prepared to provide for her every whim he would show his concern for his concubine. "Her flawless performance deserves recognition."?Tongue would draw out to play with her further, "My dear I was not lying, you are magnificent."


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The tension between them was so electric, so palatable that she was surprised that he had not yet taken her. Her craving for him was at an all time high, more than she had ever felt in her whole life time. There was something dangerous about this role she was playing, because it was giving her more feelings than even her true self. Could she truly mould into this beasts hands? Could she become the vixen that he wished of her? Othello longed to be what he wanted, what he wished and craved. She wanted him to tell her that she was beautiful, and that she was wonderful and worthwhile. She needed to feel useful, and that all started with meeting his ever need, with making him explode from this tension. It made her feel not like just a tool, put a useful and well kept item. She didn't mind calling him lord and being under his command, because seeing that look in his liquid gold eyes was all worth it.

With the movement of his body to match with hers, her breath hitched in her throat. Her excitement was building to an all time high, and she could feel his heat upon her. Othello couldn't contain it any longer, her back side pushing up closer to him, craving and needing him to enter her. She whined again, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she began to pant. Closer and closer he came, making her squirm under him. He was drawing it out, and it was driving her up the wall. He whispered her name, calling her his own before thrusting himself upon her, biting into her neck. She gasped at the mix of pain and pleasure, his name coming out from her lips as a moan. At last....

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She felt like jello, her whole body sore in places she had not yet been aware of being so. Once again she moaned Scorpion's name, although it had been howled into the autumn air many times during their intimacy. He moved her around and she bent around him, covering him in nibbles and soft, caressing licks. She wanted to devour him, and for him to do the same of her. She felt herself craving him again already, but her body told her otherwise. Laying on her back, she stretched up her creamy pillars, toes spreading and she willed the aching to stop. But oh how wonderful the whole thing had been. The brute placed his large head on her belly, his claws playing with her soft downy fur. She covered the top of his head in licks, grooming his wild fur into place. They were both so ruffled, she would be picking knots out of her curly tail for weeks to come.

The look on his ebony marked face brought such joy to her, and she could not help but grin at him as those words left his maw. For years she had been waiting to be told that, to feel like her life truly did matter. And then, for the first time in her whole five years, someone asked her if she needed anything. Violet eyes grew wide, shock filling her once calm face. "I need nothing other than you, my King." Her vocals were shocked, but caught in her throat. Man, that was sore too. Her screaming during their coupling did not help that fact. She blushed beneath her creamy cheeks, her face growing hot when he called her his Lady. Surly she was undeserving of that title, yet she did not question it. That would be crossing a major line, to question something he said. He could do no wrong in her books that this point.

She blushed further with his compliments, blinking her eyes sheepishly. "My Lord is too kind with his words, although they mean the world to me." Never before had she been treated as such, and she loved it. "You are quite the beast, you showed me as such." She said with a giggle, her neck still sore from where he broke the skin. She would clean up the bits of blood later, at the moment she didn't want to leave him. With careful movement she placed her paw on his neck, twirling his long hairs around her claws, unsure if she was allowed to touch him so.

Othello remembered that he had called her his, and with a small smirk on her face she studied those golden pools. "Has my King claimed me as his own?" She asked. Unsure or not if that was crossing a line, she carefully watched his face. Was it wrong of her to check? She wanted him to say it, to tell her that she was his. Oh how she longed for those sweet words...






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05-18-2014, 08:28 PM



They had fit together so well their dance seemingly flawless. Even their tousled fur and sore muscles seemed a perfect end. His ears would twitch at the sound of her breathless voice, shivering with the syllables that would leave her porcelain lips. He would practically purr as her tiny tongue groomed his crazy fur. He would take in her joyful grin, Pleased to see how his words would affect her. Her eyes would grow wide with shock as he offered her his services. He would not let his Ladies go without anything. Ever. Her words would not soothe him though, she should understand he took utter care of his possessions. "and your king will take care of what is his." he would mumble, noticing how hoarse both their voices were. "It sounds like my Lady needs some water." he would not move though, still entrapped by her timid voice.
"She best get used to his words because they won't stop." he would take in her giggle, smiling at her approvingly. He'd notice her bloodstained coat for the first time, having been to entrapped within the moment to have noticed the blood on his fangs. He'd have to remove that for her when they stood once again. Her delicate paw would gently rest upon his neck, the petite paw mirroring his own movements on her lower abdomen. His eyes would roll back pleasurably as his nose nuzzled her stomach intimately. As her question reached his relaxed ears electric yellow gaze would return to her marked features.
He had completely ensnared her, he took her name, body, and mind. He had no intentions on giving her up. "Is that not what I've just done? You. Are. Mine. Othello." he would say, a possessive protectiveness in his voice. He would pick himself up, repositioning himself with his arms over her shoulders and his thighs crouched over her exposed middle. Holding her head on his paws he would stare deeply into her infinite amethyst orbs. Long salmon tongue would slide from his lips as he kissed her muzzle affectionately. "You are mine forever." a shiver would run down his spine as he sat with her under his clutches.?

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05-18-2014, 09:10 PM






She felt him shutter on her belly, her grin growing on her face. Even though he had the final say over her, she liked to know that even her soft spoken words sent a shiver down his spine. He was the all powerful, yet she still held some sort of power on this brute. Perhaps that was a good thing, to not be completely submissive under her. There would come situations that called for that, but this was not one of them. They were just enjoying each others company, their tired muscled enjoying the break, and she was enjoying the intimacy of it all. When he mentioned water, that caught her attention. She smacked her lips together, noticing just how dry they were. Mmm, water would be good. "Water sounds wonderful m'lord, but I find myself unwilling to move." She said softly, playfully nibbling on his ear. Gentle nips of course, she wouldn't want to mart that handsome face of his. He didn't make a move either, so she figured that he felt the same way.

Scorpion told her that his words would not stop, and she was excited. To hear those words all the time? Surly he was the best thing that she could have asked for, it would boost her confidence in herself as well as learning to truly care for her own being. She watched his eyes roll back, a mumbling purr coming forth. She was pleased that she could make this being feel pleasure like he had to her, opening a door to the true meaning of passion. As he turned to look at her, she found herself captured by his gaze, locked by those mesmerizing golden orbs. He spoke then, words broken up into their own statement. She was his. Othello fully belonged to Scorpion, and he growled possessively at her. She melted into him, bashfully blinking at him.

She watched as he picked himself up, not making a move herself. When he stepped over her and straddled her again, she sucked in a gulp of air and it hissed through her teeth. Her tender muscles flex, that same exotic feeling of lust flaring in her tired body. She tried to wrap her front legs around him, but they were long enough to cover his body, so she settled for them resting near his spine. He told her that she was his forever, caressing her head in his soft paws. It was a touch so gentle that she could hardly feel it, if not for his heat wrapping around her. He shivered again, her body mirroring the action. "Forever." She whispered back, the word seeming foreign to her tongue. Her eyes flickered between his, a tender smile on his maw. He kissed her and she stretched up to return it, craving his every inch again. Would this be their lives from now on? Othello figured she would just have to deal with this burning lust, and she was actually okay with it.






Scorpion

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05-18-2014, 11:07 PM






She would meld to his touch, her sweet breath gasping in his ear at a simple touch. He craved her body, that constant touch they had maintained since meeting. There was not much room on the rock, so closeness was required. Her raging heat would feed his urges as he would feel himself wishing to unite them again. Her breathy reaction to repositioning would elicit a rough growl, his feelings of lusty greed rearing up once again. Her delicate arms would surround him as he overcame her. A simple balance of power in their position that was reflected in their new found relationship. he would purr as he felt her trembling shivers. Only his sore muscles would cause him to refrain from claiming her again. He would revel in her delicate kiss, enjoying the flares of want that it would cause.
He would nip playfully at her cheeks, taking his time with moving himself again. He quite enjoyed his position of power over her. The addictive high of knowing he owned the girl that so enjoyed being underneath him. He found a perfect sense of euphoria in her arms, and he was not about to let that go. Gaze still intent upon discovering every inch of her infinite eyes he would keep his eyes glued to hers. "My irresistible seductress." his tongue would slink out and kiss her yet again, settling in around her feeling not only the tug of lust but of exhaustion.?


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Othello I

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05-18-2014, 11:33 PM






She felt that craving need bouncing off of them once more, something that was becoming so oddly familiar, even though this was their first meeting. She knew that by this simple reaction, it would for sure not be their last coupling. Her throat rumbled at the thought, her tail happily wagging between his legs. Her elongated limb twined around one of his legs, her knotted curls clinging to his shorter fur. Othello loved being this close to him, and never wanted to leave this rock. She wanted him to take her again, but felt his hesitation. She was sure that he felt it like she did, sore on every inch of their beings. She giggled softly, burring her face in his soft chest fur, the top of her head just hardly touching his chin.

He nipped at her, not helping calming her lusty thoughts. "My Lord taunts me with his touches." She said softly, another soft laugh bubbling up. It was true though, her cheeks were a rosy hue under her creamy fur. He moved from above her again, but took his time getting off. She looked after him longingly, a slight chill replacing the heat that he had trapped above her. Making no more sounds, she waited until he settled himself. When he called her a name, she grinned up at him. "I will be anything you want to be." She cooed, flipping over on her flank and wiggling herself closer to the beast. Her eyelids drooped, exhaustion clouding her violet eyes. Nuzzling his shoulder, she got into a comfortable position at his flank. A deep, restful sigh whistled out of her maw. She longed to rest, but kept her sleepy eyes trained on his multi-coloured face. Blinking slowly, she just grinned up at him like an idiot.






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05-19-2014, 09:48 AM



She was clay in his paws and he would mould her to his liking. Her every movement seemed perfect as he lay atop her. Long seductive limb would tease itself around his leg, suggesting proactively that he take her again. How he wanted to feel himself between her thighs once more, but rest would beckon the both of them. She would feel his need, her bell like giggle filling his senses as she buried herself in his chest. He would coil around her protectively. His embrace tightening as she held herself to him. "My Lady tempts me with her mere presence." sweet voice would pour from behind busy teeth as his movements would not cease. He would rumble and take in the rosy hue her cheeks had become, her irresistible image rekindling the fire in his belly. A smirk would reside on his lips as his body moved again, though it would come to rest upon the rock and not her own form.
Her words were ever satisfactory as she curled herself beside his form. He would again surround her, leaning on his side so she would enjoy the warmth of his belly as he lay one of his long limbs over her shoulders. Her settling would end as she set up her features so he could gaze into them as their bodies came to rest. Finding his own head upon the rock one eye would stay trained on her delighted features. "Sleep, my doll. There will be plenty of time to explore each others bodies again tomorrow." he would sigh greedily as his lids fell closed and his embrace around her grew tighter. "Rest well. There's much to do in the morning." he could feel his senses tingling already as thoughts of her body in his grasp would lull him to sleep.?

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