Duchess felt like she was losing a non existent battle. Her dramatic belief of the band hating her, Indigo not wanting her, this whole facade that she couldn't look over. She had felt like she was better off away from them, she wouldn't cause them any more problems. It was hard to be in camp, there was a real tension between all of them after what had happened.

She had wandered to the sound, making her way to the cliffs and silently watching the falls below and around her. She was not suicidal, but she had wondered if that's what the band needed to move on, her out of their lives. She was careless in her steps and actions over these last few seasons, she didn't have anything to live for anymore. But she didn't have the mentality to do it herself.

Her paws over the cliff's edge, she laid her chin over her legs and really just tried to clear her mind through the breeze and the subtle waterfalls that surrounded her.

"Duchess"
F2U base by Snowylaika

Duchess is an !M rated! character for themes of Depression. Please Discord me if you have concerns.

After seeing Theory Noir ran, he didn’t know what to think or feel he just wanted to embrace numbness. He hated that his father’s death was affecting him just as heavily as it was. He’d denounced his connection to the wolves of Abaven, why did this hit him so hard? He hated it and he hated himself for it. So he tried to run from his problems again. Really he was a coward, but Noir would never actually admit that to himself or anyone else. He’d keep his front, the carefully planned persona he showed everyone else.

It was slipping and cracking from a blow he never expected, so massive paws carried his blue marked frame over the grasses as he headed northward. A place he didn’t frequent. Noir thrived on attention, and such a sparsely populated land was not where he was drawn. Now though? For the first time in his life he felt himself craving solitude.

His pace was steady as he lost himself in the rhythm of his gait, lost in the depths of his mind he didn’t notice a familiar scent on the breeze. He didn’t realize she was there until his eyes fell upon her form, perched on the edge lazily, like one wrong move wouldn’t bring her to a painful end. The sight of her made him pause, feeling like wherever he turned he found her waiting for him. Like she was more spirit than mortal.

”Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.” This time his words were more than just what he assumed she would want to hear. His was weary and there was little more welcome than a familiar face. Duchess was one of the few wolves who brought him… emotions. He wasn’t about to put a name to it, and banished the thought as he approached her.

As she did in their previous encounters and really to anyone else in these last few seasons, she didn't startle at the sound of his voice that came from behind her. Though when her face had turned gently to face him she couldn't force the smile she tried to give him. Her brows rose slightly in the attempt, and she hummed in response to how he greeted her. Though Duchess would have never known that he was struggling with his own emotions like she was.

Maybe with the band gone now, and her not being with Indigo, she just really couldn't muster up the need for attention that she had so effortlessly before. Of course she wanted someone or something to fill what she had destroyed and lost but Noir had caught her in one of the lowest moods. She was still careless in her steps of life, but she just couldn't throw herself at him today.

She didn't move from her spot along the Sound's edge, her gaze just moving out towards the far ocean and other cliffs in view, "You are welcome to join me." It was a genuine offer, but Duchess didn't have the sensual intentions that she had so forth coming before. She had hoped he chose to stay, but she probably wouldn't have begged him to either. Maybe, she had made it to the most desperate emotions in her life.

"Duchess"
F2U base by Snowylaika

Duchess is an !M rated! character for themes of Depression. Please Discord me if you have concerns.

She looked up to him as he greeted her but beyond recognition there wasn’t much life in her stare. Noir tilted his dark features slightly as their eyes met. Duchess showed off a glazed look, she seemed much less of the wolf she had been when he last saw her at the springs. While part of him wondered what could have happened to her the other was swiftly making plans on how to turn her weakness to his advantage. He didn’t want to think that he knew her very well, but this was by far the most listless she had been. Did someone drug her?

Duchess looked away from him as she invited him closer. He raised an uncertain brow but didn’t say anything as he closed the distance between them. He wanted to forget about what he just learned, Duchess was always an easy indulgence even when she wasn’t throwing herself at him.

Noir curled up behind her, tracing one paw over her side and under her arm to hold her against his chest as he placed slow soft kissed up her neck and towards her mottled ears. There wasn’t much to say between them, his thoughts didn’t matter nor did hers when it was so much sweeter indulging in the physical.

Duchess was still very aware of Noir's position around her, but the way she was reacting to his presence was really how she had felt every time they were together. It was just the part that was hidden deep under the surface in her core. She had only pursued him because she didn't care for her life inside of his grasp. She knew that she wanted to die, but she was also not so serious on the matter. She was hurting beyond repair and she couldn't even function enough to know where to traverse her emotions and her healing. Nothing that Noir could have ever known. Being with him had made her feel nothing but him even through the good and bad he gave her. She didn't miss Indigo, she didn't think of her lost children. The only thing that mattered when she was intertwined with Noir was believing she was desired.

She didn't move as he grabbed her and pulled her in. In fact she breathed in sharply from the way he went to hold her because she was struggling to keep it together. She ended up being fully receptive to his touch, Her paws carefully moving around his barrel while her face found comfort in the bulk of his chest. Her necked rolled slightly, opening up the parts of her that his lips went to take. She was not offering herself, but not fighting what he was giving her. She didn't pursue any marks on his own body aside from her paws gently rubbing and hugging at his sides in response.

She raised a paw to put it between them and push just slightly off his chest to get his attention and so she could look at him. Her eyes were welded with tears that she wouldn't even consider speaking about. She said nothing as she looked back into his eyes, not finding any words but also not knowing how to ask him to stop or to help her in some other way. Surely he could have seen in through the differences of their previous encounters, but he may have chosen to ignore it.

"Duchess"
F2U base by Snowylaika

Duchess is an !M rated! character for themes of Depression. Please Discord me if you have concerns.

Noir wrapped his arms around her and Duchess did not resist his movements. Already though he could tell the obvious difference between this moment and the last they were together. She wanted him, she wanted to be close and she wanted to hold to him, but there was no fiery spark like he had come to expect from her. The stark contrast was a big difference and fostered curiosity within him instead of the usual carnal desire.

She rolled into him and Noir held her tight, letting the warmth of her form so close to his chase away the thoughts that haunted him. He hadn’t really slept since his meeting with Theory, but holding her tightly there on the edge of that cliff he thought he could finally relax. Both of his massive paws traced down her sides and behind her back. One against her spine and the other on her hip as he pulled her tighter to him. She revealed the sensitive places he wished to kiss, but she didn’t return his affection.

Duchess pushed on his chest softly and looked up at him with her two toned gaze. His own eyes narrowed slightly as he took her in, uncertain how he felt about her pleading expression. And she wasn’t pleading for his touch. ”You aren’t well.” He commented quietly, not a question but a statement. She was not as she once was.

The way he held her, the closeness they shared, it was all very comforting to her. Whether he had other intentions or not, Duchess would only believe that he was holding her to comfort her and not for anything else. She really wasn't so naive, but it's what she wanted to believe.

Her eyes stayed on his as she had his attention, and when he stated the obvious, she sought to land her face into the fur of his chest again, "No." She confirmed, but didn't say anything more. She took a deep, shaky inhale almost demonstrating that she was crying only she wasn't. Only the weld of tears in her eyes that hadn't fallen.

A paw gently stroked through his fur for a moment, but not too soon after she fell into his chest did she look back up to him with her cheek either resting on him or the ground. The same paw that played through his chest hairs lifted and went to brush over his own cheek under his eye. Maybe it was a different type of intimate touch she was offering him, only she couldn't tell that he was struggling too. "Do you want me, Noir?" The question was deeper than it was on the surface. Duchess felt worthless, like she wasn't beautiful and now that she would be alone forever. The band was gone, she was no longer with Indigo, it seemed a number of men she had come onto either didn't pick up on her or didn't want to. She wanted to believe she was desirable, but she couldn't. Her self worth had gone from bad to worse. She hoped that Noir could ease her broken heart just a little.

"Duchess"
F2U base by Snowylaika

Duchess is an !M rated! character for themes of Depression. Please Discord me if you have concerns.

He was holding her because he wanted to, and not because she needed his embrace nor asked for it. His deeper interest in her was vague at best, it didn’t really matter what was going on beyond these brief meetings. Or it hadn’t before. She looked up at him, desperate in a much different way than he had experienced her before. She buried her features into his chest and said ‘no’ in agreement to his statement. She wasn’t okay, something had happened that affected her deeply. Really though, even without the filter of his selfish mind it didn’t matter. Whatever happened wasn’t here and couldn’t be helped, so no matter what it was it didn’t matter. It didn’t affect Noir, and it didn’t leave Duchess running from him.

She touched him softly, as soft as her voice was. Her paw trailed from chest to cheek as she looked up at him again. He held her a little closer, positioning her smaller form against him perfectly. Duchess questioned him as if he weren’t holding her as close as he could, or like he hadn’t hesitated to take her company. ”I do.” Noir told her in return, not quite accepting the deeper implications within the words she spoke. He didn’t mention how much more he’d want her if she got over whatever was affecting her so deeply. ”Was I not obvious enough?” He squeezed her tighter and wrapped his neck around her, shielding her from everything else around them.

The longer he held onto her like this and didn't really continue to pursue her, the more she believed in her delusional relationship with him. Or maybe it was even coming true, she wouldn't know. She knew deep down that their previous encounters had been more strictly amorous, but she wanted to think more of him. Every time they were across each other, they were sharing more than just each other's company. And Duchess knew she could forgot the things that bothered her when she went far enough with him.

She sighed in relief as he spoke, he had made it obvious how he wanted her. But she wanted more. She would believe it was more. She'd let him hold her tighter for a few more seconds, feeling his whole body embrace and comfort her whether those were his intentions or not. She felt protected by him this way and like he could really block out what kept harming her.

Her face pulled out again from his fur as one of her paws ran across his chest again, looking to find his gaze so she could look into him some more. Not for long though, her muzzle moved forward to begin kissing him, slow and like he could feel and understand every emotion she had. He had given her enough even if only a little. She wouldn't stop him from what he wanted.

"Duchess"
F2U base by Snowylaika

Duchess is an !M rated! character for themes of Depression. Please Discord me if you have concerns.

In the long term Noir didn’t know what he wanted, fame and glory maybe? Glory was going a little too far, infamy was much more likely. He didn’t think about what had transpired with Theory. His past was all but gone now, really there was a blank slate in front of him, the world was and always would be his oyster. And he had no problem plucking a pearl that night. He could have Duchess to his heart's desire. She didn’t have any lingering claim on her, other scents sure but she was as free as he was. If he gave any kind of deeper thought he could have potentially connected the dots from her emotions to being alone now, but he didn’t. It didn’t matter, he didn’t care, and they were here now and that was of importance.

She seemed relieved when he spoke, that much he could tell obviously. He didn’t know why but he saw it. Duchess wanted him to want her. Nothing could have been easier. Noir held onto her her, patient in his own desires as she collected herself and they lay there near the cliffside. She curled in against him and held tight, Noir liked the way she snuggled into his chest. He liked the feeling of being needed.

Duchess pulled back, lifting her head so he caught a glimpse of dual toned eyes. A dark brow raised as he grinned before she leaned forward to press her lips against his. He closed his eyes and held her tighter, falling easily into her kiss as one huge paw traced down her shoulder and back. He didn’t let go for a long moment, he didn’t let her go at all, but he did eventually pull back just a hair. ”Do you want me, Duchess?” Noir asked with a slight tilt to his head as he sought her gaze with blue and lavender eyes. A dark grin still playing on his features.

She wanted to indulge in him with his presence so comforting and almost feeling differently than their past encounters. But she didn't want to even more. Feeling him touch her, hearing him say her name, it was everything she felt she needed to move on. Move on from Indigo and their dead babies, or to make it to the next day.

Noir pulled back just enough to get words out, his breath still on her face like she could still taste them. As they separated, Duchess could feel the tears that had fallen down her cheeks but she wouldn't say anything regarding them. Her eyes has stayed lightly closed towards his chest when he spoke and she wouldn't leave him unanswered long. "Yes." Her voice was hot, desperate but she could never show just how much she needed him. Needed more of him, more than just a fling until the next they met. But she would never ask.

Her eyes flicked back up at him as they shown her wet but somehow dead expression. She turned the tables in her mind of what had made her want him so badly to wanting him instead. It was easy for her. Her face had obvious remnants of her crying, but she switched over to look at him more lustfully. Her maw pushed quickly and gently forward to keep kissing him hard and deep, moving into him so she could try to get him on his back with her on top of him. She became eager, but not in a rush. She was going to feel something other than the pain of being left behind.

"Duchess"
F2U base by Snowylaika

Duchess is an !M rated! character for themes of Depression. Please Discord me if you have concerns.

Even Noir could feel the difference in this encounter compared to the ones before. Previously all they shared was physical attraction and both of them acted on that. The Destruction man saw no drawback to what they shared previously, but as he saw her weakness and realized she was alone and ripe for the taking. In more ways than one. A lot had changed in his own life, he felt himself thinking more about the future and what he really wanted form this life. He was free from Abaven and he was free from Rhyme but he still felt like his past was holding him back. It was time to forget the past and embrace the future. Part of him wanted to stop randomly finding the woman in his arms, maybe it was time to just keep her beside him.

The change in his breathing was obvious, Noir held his breath after he spoke, feeling anxiety spike within him as he waited her answer. He’d never cared so much about another’s opinion. While he knew he could take whatever he wanted from her the feeling of being wanted and needed remained a lofty pursuit. With her own desperate vocals she gave him a single word in answer, but it was by far enough. His grin widened as their eyes met. Her own dual toned gaze still remained stained with tears.

Blue and lavender eyes watched as her expression changed and shifted from lost and hollow to deep and heady. She proved with more than her words the desire she held, there was little hesitation as she pushed forward again. This time she instigated their deep kiss and Noir let any inhibitions be released. He pressed his tongue into her mouth, tasting her as he ran pink flesh over her ivory teeth. One massive paw remained against her hip, gripping against her thigh as the other wound around her neck and cradled her head as he steadied her against him.

While Noir enjoyed being in control as she grappled for dominance he felt himself submit to her. She must have been special for him to relinquish as she pushed against him and the massive brute let her get him on his back. He didn’t want their lips to part as his grip loosened and he lay back, finding himself eager to know what she had planned for him. The feeling of her body against him as he explored her lips had his skin tingling and flames of desire building in his belly and other places.

She too had noticed the pause in his whole being when he waited for her response. And she didn't know for sure, but assumed that while they had a common ground of some sort for wanting to be desired that he hadn't experienced the same scenario as she and Indigo had. She couldn't know, but she knew they could work together to fill the voids that they felt. Noir wanted her, and she wanted Noir.

She had mirrored his own advances with her tongue and gently padded her paws into his chest, this was after all nothing new to her and she had become quite experienced as he would know. But Duchess felt, and wanted him or any other partner she could have to feel passion in everything she did. While some may have been mostly meaningless and thrown away, she would have never wanted to feel like she was empty when she was embraced, kissing, and fucking them. Her affections were always meant to show more than just the physical pleasures she could offer. She would have genuinely wanted them to feel loved if they could.

She was not dominant, and had Noir took hold of her she wouldn't have fought him. She was simply doing what her body wanted in the moment. She felt how thirsty he was for them to stick together, and she only drew back slightly with her lips still to his more subtly than their passionate kiss while she glanced up across his nose. One of her dainty paws brushed downwards between their bodies and she went to gently drag her claws along the sensitive skin of his underbelly, or what she could reach. She dropped her hips just slightly as she could feel him, but didn't follow through with the connection just yet instead falling back into their deeper kiss while her paw trailed between them.

"Duchess"
F2U base by Snowylaika

Duchess is an !M rated! character for themes of Depression. Please Discord me if you have concerns.

Her movements weren’t what he would consider dominant, but they were needy and Duchess knew what she wanted. He allowed her to lead and he basked in the adoration she showered upon him. Noir could easily forget everything else beyond the sphere around the two of them. The sky framed her features above him and Noir took in the beautiful sight that was all for him. Duchess was a sorceress who bent time and space itself as the clock stopped and they were teleported to a dimension all their own.

His dark blue striped paws roamed down her back and over her rump as the mottled purple woman perched herself over his stomach. As his claws parted her fur as he roved her own dainty digits found their way into his chest, and slowly down his body. His breathing hitched as she ignited flames of desire deep in his belly. He grinned into her lips, finding her dual toned gaze as she kissed him with a passion he rarely felt.

Noir trembled as her claws traced over sensitive skin, and a deep groan rumbled in his chest as he pulled her tighter to him. Duchess pushed her hips against his and Noir returned the motions softly, content to move slowly as electricity built between them as tension coiled within his core. ”Mmm…” He mumbled against her and egged her onwards, relinquishing control to her and allowing her attention to be lavished over him.

She didn't smile, but she loved what she was doing to him. The way she made him feel. She was met with the same craving of desires, and her once teared gaze stayed up to his when she leaned downwards of his body to trace along his underside and back to keep their kisses. There was still that lingering hurt in her eyes.

She was so close to him, teasing both of them. She could feel him and she wondered just how patient he could be. He had every part of her while she was no longer on the ground, floating, only stable because of him. It was a facade of trust, only because she cared so little for her own life.

She felt his paws pulling her into him, her breath and sighs reacting while he combed through her frame, so carnal, he didn't even have to look at her the way he was to make her feel so beautiful and desired. Her paw moved everywhere but where the physical hunger generated, maybe just brushing by on occasion. She pulled her maw from his as her arm went completely still between them and she tilted her body just right for the making. "Make me forget, Noir." She spoke tempting, demanding, begging. As much as she knew this wasn't the answer, she would do it again and again to keep up with the lie she kept telling herself.

"Duchess"
F2U base by Snowylaika

Duchess is an !M rated! character for themes of Depression. Please Discord me if you have concerns.

He wanted her attention, there was still the selfish part of him that didn’t care about how Duchess was feeling right now. He didn’t care about the missing smile, just the daring gaze that glanced up at his form. She didn’t hide the emotions that remained in a stain upon her dual toned eyes. But she continued to kiss and touch him, and there wasn’t anything else that mattered. She returned to him and his arms willingly, almost flippantly as she threw regard for her life to the wind.

Noir didn’t care or think about that, all he knew was the warmth of her body against his, the feeling of her paws against his fur and skin, the taste of her tongue against his. She moved against him with a practiced ease, teasing until she could take no more, and pleaded with him to make her forget. He knew what she meant. Noir could indulge in her here and now and the rest of the world would disappear. None of his worries or troubles mattered with Duchess perched above him.

She begged that he make her forget and Noir was nothing if not kind enough to accept her desires. Even if the expression never reached her lips Noir’s lips pulled back into a grin as his paws found either of her hips as she moved against him. ”It would be my pleasure,” He whispered against her lips in return as the tension grew too much and there was no holding back. Noir indulged in the woman completely. She held a position of power over him, but there was no holding back, and he matched her rhythmic movements as they drowned their sorrows on the cliff’s edge.

Noir gave in to what Duchess requested, and undeniably what they both wanted. As much as Duchess was fighting with her true wants and needs. She opened up all of her emotions and desires, Noir should have been well accustomed to knowing she wasn't the quietest of women in love making and she wouldn't hinder it this time either. The relief he gave her was nearly indescribable, all she could see and worry about was tending to his needs and making herself feel some kind of worth in the process. Previous rejections were washed away, as was the turmoil surrounding Indigo and the band. Right now, it was just them on the cliff side in a whole other dimension of their own.

Duchess moved fluently against Noir, even the prior harsh experience with him the last time they had met was non-existent in her mind. But ultimately, she gave him the upper hand keeping up with his pace as he could decide how long he wanted to drag this out or end it. The make believe relationship she had created with him held no bounds between the two of them which could have been spoken for over the course of their few times together. She was willing to bend for him as she was any man she met. But somehow with him it felt different. More familiar maybe. She was here to give him the relief he wanted and give her the best gift of his attention and being desired which ironically was what pulled them both into each other maybe without either one knowing.

"Duchess"
F2U base by Snowylaika

Duchess is an !M rated! character for themes of Depression. Please Discord me if you have concerns.

There wasn’t much pressing to acquire what he most desired, nor to give as Duchess asked. He didn’t have to question if she wanted what he was doing to her, and the sounds on her lips were music to his ears. She fulfilled his deeper desires for attention and to a degree her affection. She craved him, and that was the highest attention he could ever have. That fact alone took him to heights he had never achieved and the Destruction man worshiped the woman in his grasp. A stark contrast to the last time he had her.

It seemed like each encounter was both a new experience with a subtle familiarity that continued to bring them back together again and again. She moved against him in perfect time, drawing moans and whispers from his dark lips as their bodies shifted as one. Duchess efforts were catered to him, and he felt like he was the most important man in the world. That was anything he ever wanted from another wolf and as their intimacy continued he began to entertain the thought of refusing to let her go again.

He didn’t think it at that moment but Noir had seen how she looked when he walked up. Not just the emotional despair but her appearance as apathy took hold. He knew she had no one. ”Be mine,” He groaned into her ear as she pressed against him. ”Forever.” Maybe the hunt for attention was over, or maybe he’d tire of her devotion after a while. Only time would tell. Noir may have phrased him statement as a request, but unless someone took her from him, she had no choice.

Duchess could... well she had already been crying so it would't have made a difference. But what he asked of her, it meant more than he could know. Especially after thier chance encounters, Noir being rather dismissive after he was satisfied, she would play right into the prize. She paused for only a second as she looked up at him, just this small shine of relief in her eye. "Yes." Her voice hot and tampered as she continued her work on him. She was desired by someone, more than just the good fuck. She could only hope she wouldn't screw it all up like she had with Indigo. She'd do everything she could right from this moment on to keep herself here in Noir's grasp. It didn't seem to matter how he would treat her, the consequences of settling for that first and only to ask after her tremendous loss. She knew and could feel she wanted more in her life, but she wouldn't glimpse into the future to even consider what could go wrong. Noir may have had a not so gentle moment with her, but to her she had asked for it. And she probably would time and time again. Just to hope she could keep him.

Her paws went to carefully push on his chest and rise up above him, finding a new leverage and angle on him with undeniable hints of pleasure in her once sad expressions. "Let go, Noir," Her voice was hushed and eager, a hot and tempting tone inside as she moved into him, "For me. Please." The songs of her pleasure returned once her words were out, he'd never go without wondering what she felt between them physically. He could turn the tables on her instantly, he could take full control of her at any moment and do as he pleased. And she still wouldn't stop. She'd still stay here in his grasp, follow him as he asked. It seemed there was nothing he could do, even with how little they truly knew about each other, that would wake her up from this fantasy where maybe she could make everything perfect. As long as his eyes were on her, everything was. Everything was forgotten. Everything was forgiven.

"Duchess"
F2U base by Snowylaika

Duchess is an !M rated! character for themes of Depression. Please Discord me if you have concerns.

There wasn’t really anyone, aside from that one girl so long ago, tha had ever been anything more than a rival. His childhood friend, who he couldn’t even name as he lay here entangled up in everything that was Duchess. She had become a point of recognition in his life that had previously been saved for the negative. She was a constant that stood opposed to the ones he left behind in Abaven, the kin that shared his blood and kept his ire. There wasn’t anyone who could take the thought of them away as Duchess did right now, commanding his attention, his focus, as much as he demanded from her, Noir gave in return. She unlocked something within him, the deep need to have something more than just a flight of fancy. He’d been alone for so very long. His bed was never empty, but his heart and soul were long drained.

Until now.

Blue and lavender eyes watched her as her paws gently moved up his chest and she lifted herself above him before her gasping breaths became real words. A brow raised as she asked his cooperation, her voice pleading as she sought control. He hesitated, even as she leaned into him, writhing under the pressure of his grasp. Noir did relinquish, but only as she pleaded with soft words. Noir released her, and settled beneath her dainty body, completely wrapped up in everything she was. She relinquished herself to him, and for the first time Noir gave of himself as well. ”For you,” He grumbled huskily, but through a sly grin that tainted dark lips.