Many wolves looking for relaxation come to Blossom Field. A gentle breeze vibrating the blossoming flowers is quite a sight to see and it is quite a favourite for wolves to come with their mates.
A recent fire has ruined the scenery, half the field covered with soot and marked with scars of the flames. The other half is untouched, however.
IP: 12.231.36.2
Posted on December 16, 2013 at 00:10:28 AM by NIKANDROS
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She is not the only one lost for words to say. Every time I glance at the white wolf running beside me, I can think of a million things racing through my mind but none can make it past the filter to my mouth. I am speechless before her. I know that this is perfection, at least for me. She is here with me and there's no place I'd rather be. If we never returned to Malignant, I would be fine with it. I'm sure mom would understand in her own way since she's been a victim of love one too many times. When I rub my body against hers, I hear a moan escape her lips and a shudder runs down my spine in ecstacy, urges and hormones tugging at my body like a steel chain around my neck. She must know what that does to me. My eyes snap to her, brows raising in surprise that the sound would leave her lips. She's always been so modest and yet we've both changed a lot in these past months we've been apart. She shivers against me and my own body responds with a vengeance, my hair standing up on end as a growl rumbles with pleasure at the back of my throat. She asks a throaty question and I look her way, bright blues smoldering into her own. "It is." I say it with confidence and conviction, a sense of finality in my tone. I dare someone to argue that point, that anything can be ours. I would prove them wrong in an instant. With her by my side, I am invulnerable and I will go down before she does cause I would never let anything harm her. Suddenly she twists toward me, taking my ear in her mouth and a predatory groan leaves my charcoal lips as she tugs and breaths on it before releasing me. I watch her tail raise, my brow furrowing, eyes twinkling with challenge. She runs her spine under my chin, causing another shudder to race down my back. As she speaks, my ears strain to hear her every sound. She curls back around, her voice suddenly an angelic sound in my ear. Her invitation is enough to make me melt right here and now but I can't give her that pleasure. The snarl that spurns to life in my throat is not a threat, but a promise now as I turn my chest toward her, pushing at her beautiful silhouette as I lift my forehand, one paw coming up to push down on her spine in challenge, claws ready to dig into her flesh if she doesn't respond. My neck curls intimately over her own, rubbing against her before I lunge downward, jaws apart to bite into the nape of her neck possessively. If it's too much, I'll rely on her to tell me but damn, it's been so long since I've wanted to touch her, to have her all to myself and I'll be damned before I let this chance slip away. If another wolf were to look upon us, they might see a black and red wolf attacking a white wolf with a strange amber marking on her forehead but it couldn't be further from the truth. Even if my fangs were to land in her flesh, I would barely pierce the surface, aiming only to use the pressure of my jaws and pinching of her flesh to force her downward on the ground. If she goes down, I will straddle over her spine, holding onto her neck, waiting for her to yield or give me some sort of challenge. Even while it may look like I'm taking no prisoners, the ball is really in her court. She controls this monster, whether she knows it or not. Nikandros_male_adult_no mate_brother to Leonidas, Kaizer, Ariston & Nyrobi_Queens x Arcadian x Sidorio _prince of Malignant Felicity |
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- Ripe&Ruin - By Kohaku December 26, 2013 at 09:56:26 PM
&& you say i'm the perfect drug - By NIKANDROS January 4, 2014 at 04:27:14 PM
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