During the day, sentries guard the sleeping. When the sky is dark and the moon dances with the stars, this is when the real fun begins. Munashii Gekko's forest is the only haunt where you can find your local misfits all in one place. A land of the forbidden and forgotten, a place that is riddled with dangers of a whole different kind. The wolves here have long misplaced their rightful minds, and now live like creatures damned to prowl and lurk through the night. It's easy to lose yourself here, sanity was sure to fade away and wither; there was never anything normal about this nefarious nest. The silent threats that whispered in the breeze were enough to deter even the largest of demons around. It was not strength nor wit that ensured your survival here with Eric, and challengers would be torn down with a morose lethality - there was nothing left in his cold blue eyes that promised mercy to anyone who dared to overstep their worth. So, would you give up the sun for the moon and stars? Do you have enough vigor to become a well regarded sentry? - Put on a game face to step up and pass the sepia king's test or turn and leave before he catches your scent. You never know who wants to snack on your delicious blood in this forest.

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screaming in the dark...

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Posted on May 13, 2014 at 07:48:19 AM by Alleria





drag my teeth across your bare chest
and let me taste your beating heart






Her lips pulled back in a gentle smile. It conflicted against her fearsome image, but she didn't seem to mind. Her heart practically burst out of the cage in her chest. The warm blood beating and flowing through her veins lit with a sweet, liquid fire that only he could elicit in her. He was magnificent. His raw masculinity and power radiated off of him, as he rode the wind through the trees he had paced through and fro for so long.


But suddenly, her sweet fantasies were knocked back into the harsh and cold truth of reality. He did not come to her, and nuzzle her throat, and press kisses upon her fur. No... he growled. A most dangerous and deafening growl that managed to yank a whimper from her mouth. The curved listeners above her head lowered in disgust. They flattened against her scull, and she winced at the sound.


In spite of the abrupt change in her mood, however, she was rocked with a sick and dark pleasure at the sight of him going slack with desire moments later. His cyan eyes roamed over her body in a passionate and brutal caress. They darkened with an emotion she had never seen him display before and she shivered. Delighted, yet still afraid of him. Afraid of what a beast he truly was, and that she had forgotten so quickly that he was a male. And he was savage with his primal manly instinct.


His song was not sweet like she'd hoped it would be. It was filled with all things he felt- the hurt, the betrayal, and the undying need to ravage her senseless. She swallowed her drying throat, and attempted to calm her tingling nerves. His words made her body feel things… Things that no animal alive had made her felt before. And when he took notice of the wetness of her fur, she was struck with trembling knees. In truth, she did not understand what her flesh was doing. Why it was suddenly hot, and why her breathing became labored as if she had been racing for days. But it felt… good. It felt painfully, sinfully, and deliciously good.


Then he spoke again. And to her dismay, he finished the sentence with an obvious intent that was not left unheard in his words, although he did not say them exactly.


Did he ask me... to lay with him?


Her head was now fuzzy, and her jaw opened and closed like a fish out of water. He struck her speechless. What was she to say to that?


With a firm shake of her head to clear the muddy haze in her thoughts, she met his eyes again and she felt her heart crumbling. He wasn't jesting. There was no playfulness in his eyes, and she suddenly felt hurt. Hurt that after all this time, she had returned in the hopes that he would welcome her willingly into outstretched arms, and kiss and love her the way she wanted him to. Now, he was asking her to please his carnal lust, and although she felt the need to touch him, it didn't sit well with her feelings that he wanted to be rough with her.


Her face broke into sadness and disappointment, but she did not feel the sting of tears. Because deep inside, she knew this would happen. She knew that she did not deserve such kindness from him. Not when she had abandoned him for another man, ages ago. Not when she continuously left his side although she claimed she never wanted to. Not when… not when she never believed him when he had said he loved her.


With that, she spoke her next words


"Have I… truly lost you, Serris? Have I broken what fragile feelings bonded us before?" she took a shaky breath, and gazed at him with hooded, passionate eyes. "Do you not love me like I love you..?"


The last of her strained voice echoed in the night air, but her actions did not stop there. Suddenly she lunged forward, and rubbed her muzzle into his neck. She almost cried in relief at the touch of his body against hers.


Her chest met his, and her moist tongue slid against his throat. She whimpered into his fur, and let out a breath against his ears.


"Love me, Serris. But gently…" she said softly, "Touch and love me gently…"






ty sophia


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