Elysia was bored back home. Sure with her promotion to Effendi-Muqatil she had a new found list of responsibilities that were at the forefront of her mind lately. But a specific man painted in beautiful colors was stuck on her mind lately. She wanted to see scald. He always made her day better and she hadn’t seen him in what felt like centuries.

She’d made her mind up days ago which is why she now found herself at the border of raiders hallow, the druids moor to be more exact. The exact spot, actually that she’d been fortunate to meet the raid queen for the first time. Though modestly was the last person on her mind right now.

No, her attention was solely on scald. Tipping her head back she called for him. Not waiting for him to greet her she stepped into his pack lands to make herself comfortable until he arrived.


"Ely & Ezekiel"

As of late, Scald found himself lingering around home more often. With his father a tentative ticking time bomb and both his mother and Jael pregnant, he wasn’t sure if their days of ruling would last much longer. Would Deluge stick around to take the spot? Or would he have to step up? Stress lingering from these thoughts began to crease his expression as he kept himself busy. There seemed to always be something to do or someone to help.

In the middle of helping Dread hang a carcass to dry and then get smoked, he hears the call from the border. Scald would know those vocals anywhere. With only a bare goodbye to his newfound bud, he made his way at a brisk pace toward Ely.

At the sight of her, he can’t help but smile. A <i>tingle</i> of excitement racing through him as he approached, reaching out to nip teasingly at her thigh. “Couldn’t stay away, could ya?” Scald inquires, heterochromatic eyes watching her in a rather suggestive manner. “I suppose you’d like some privacy?” A brow raises in question, paws moving his lanky body through the inner dwellings of the moor toward his own rooms where they could relax and get to know each other all over again.

Ely couldn’t help the Cheshire grin that effortlessly fell into place when she spotted her favorite pirate. Let alone the gentle laugh that left her throat at his words and playful nip. Keeping the playful air between them she rolled her eyes dramatically. ”you should have warned me how boring positions of power can be. It’s rather…unstimulating for me” she huffed at him.

Her mocking blame was quickly forgotten at his next question. She didn’t have to answer it. So she fell into step beside him, her tail brushing against his thigh. She didn’t particularly care who saw them before or after their time together. Her mother had raised them to be unashamed in such matters, so she kept close contact with him as they walked. She wasn’t ashamed of him, in fact he was quite the trophy in her eyes.

”Lets see if you can keep up this time. Don’t want our time to nearly as quickly as our swim did” she teased him again. Flashing him a flirty gaze as the memory of their cat a mouse game in the water. A memory she was very fond of.


"Ely & Ezekiel"

Scald chuckles, a warm grin on his features as he giving her an understanding nod. “Ah, yeah, power comes with great responsibility and not much to do but sit around and wait,” he speaks, his own eyes rolling softly as he continues to lead Ely toward his den. Their close proximity is both comfortable and tantalizing. Itching to get her into the confines of his home, Scald doesn’t hide the hurry of his steps. 

Once inside the den, hearing her teasing words about their first encounter, Scald lets out a quiet groan. “I was but a lad back then ya know,” he insists, turning to face Ely to recover the distance between them from shutting the door. “We coulda gone for a swim, but this might tickle your fancy a bit better,” his voice is huskier now, eyes only for her feminine frame, unashamed to look over every inch of her.

“Have I ever told ya how beautiful you are?” Scald whispers as he traces his nose down her muzzle to her cheek before giving her a tender kiss just below her ear. “Hard to resist not being close,” he murmurs, pressing closer to her as he continues to kiss and groom the fur along her neck.

Ely began to laugh warmly. ”and I was just a girl” she smiled fondly. It was crazy to think that their chance meeting would see them here. Nearly two years later. Looking him in the eyes she took a step towards him. ”next time then” she purred at the idea. Standing still as his eyes roamed across her body. Igniting a fire beneath her fur wherever his eyes landed.

A gentle hum vibrates in her throat. ”probably once or twice. But do tell me again” she returned his husky tones. Pressing herself into his touch now. ”so stop resisting” she whispered in his ear before gently nipping at his jaw.




"Ely & Ezekiel"

So stop resisting.The words huskily whispered into his ear sends a bolt of lightning through him. A pleased and nearly possessive grumble vibrates in his chest as he moves along the side of Ely. His teeth finding all the tender spots, nipping playfully before caressing her gently with his tongue.

“I thought you’d never ask,” Scald murmurs, his muzzle lingering near her tail for a moment. Inhaling her scent, so sweet and tantalizing, he can’t resist. She wasn’t in season so there wasn’t a risk. At least that’s what he thought. Shifting suddenly, Scald moves to cover Ely, giving her everything he’d been dreaming about since they’d last been together.

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