Malignant Felicity is a paradisaical abode to the faithful remains of a mighty pack. Once ruled by the magnificent wolf Genocide, now the wolves of this pack follow the laws of the Alpha Lance, son of Sorna, Beta and Genocide's best friend...
The sounds of crashing water fill your auds as you enter this tropical paradise. The tall trunks tower above you. The treetop canopy's seem to shade the beautiful land from the sun's rays. What a paradise this place seems. This place dubbed Malignant Felicity. As you draw closer to the boarders a stench slowly devours the air around you. The stench of death.
"Beware..." scream the birds from above you. "She kills for games. She kills for fun." Something deep inside tells you to listen. Your body tells you not to go no further. Do you listen or do you dare move into the pack borders. This could be a life or death decision...
Follow the Queen, or become a corpse that lines her border. The choice lies with you.
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Posted on October 18, 2010 at 00:08:52 AM by Devil May Cry
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As soon as he stepped closer, the demon noticed she tensed. Ah, how welcoming, the instant fear that came into a wolf's orbs when he moved. It was enough to make one egotistical as hell, not like Devil needed the push. She didn't pull away as he nipped at her lip, surprising, yet his face showed nothing but silent delight as he pulled back and licked his own chompers like he enjoyed the taste. As he brushed against her pelt, the lady stood still through it all and he read just what a nice fuck she would be. Stiff, non moving, like a board. Now, where's the fun in that, lass? She would be the kind to obey and not pull away in disgust. Well, maybe she would once the deed was over, but at first, she would let him do as he wished, maybe even act like she enjoyed it in the hopes of making him go gentler. Not that he would. As the hunter moved around behind her, though, the velca gave her first real reaction, clamping her pretty banner to her as if it wished to run away. A light chuckle escaped the brujo's lips at once, his golden pools dancing in delight. Like he would just push her over and take her now. Come on now, dearie, give him more credit than that. He didn't mind the audience if they came up while he was in the middle of the act, but he wouldn't just do it for the fun of it while another boy was just standing there drooling the whole time. All in all, that seemed to take away a little of his lustful appetite. Especially if the viewer decided to go hard while he was watching. That would definitely take away Devil's delight. Of course, she knew. Everyone knew what he did. Not that he'd been lucky enough to get any of the femmes around these parts, yet, but he was patient. Her words excited him, though all he did was laugh out loud and bare his fangs in a grin. Shaking his pate subtly, the czar stepped around her again, this time not touching but still close as he spoke. No, you misunderstand me, pet. I wasn't asking you if he was nice on the eyes. I was asking if you thought he was up for a little game. From there, we'll decide if he's pack worthy. His twins glowed with life as he stepped around her frame, continuing to molest her slender figure as he moved back to stand between the fae and the new brute. She moved beside him, though, stepping up to the virile to speak. Devil turned to face him, as well, and just grinned at her words. Ah, well, that may be true, but I did have something else in mind, actually. Stepping past her again, the ebony vampire circled behind the other xavier, letting his voice continue to drop like poisoned honey. You see, puppet, I appreciate you wanting to rush this and get it over with, but I really need to test this boy, see if he's up to the challenge that is Malignant Felicity. The name fell off his tongue like a cat's purr as he continued to circle, his sunkist globes moving between the two souls, watching their reactions with a silent giddiness not known to Devil unless he was up to something. Something good. Another chuckle fell from his labrums. Alas, I would take one, but I don't have a camera. Smirking, he turned back to face the other sahib. Now, would you like to hear the rules for this little game? By the way, playing is not an option. |
Replies:
- Misery loves me - By Scarface November 3, 2010 at 03:38:42 AM
no one loves you, get over it - By Devil May Cry November 6, 2010 at 02:46:29 AM
I will break you - By Scarface November 8, 2010 at 01:24:03 PM