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.
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Posted on November 4, 2015 at 10:39:14 PM by Ygritte
You’re Mine as I’m Yours  |
_________________________________________________________________________ The russet female’s pelt meshed with the much darker femme’s, the pairs very different colored furs intertwining as they greeted each other as lovers would. One looking on would think the two had been friends for much longer, and that they had met more than once before. But the only other previous meeting they had in the past was enough to bring a spark between the two. It was not often that Ygritte found other femme’s that shared her own tastes, so it was refreshing to find someone knew, and someone that was so similar to herself. The two began to playfully bicker over who had been the one to make the other lose their meal. Of course, both thought they had been the only one targeting the rabbit at the time. That was until they ran into each other. Neither could really tell who had been there first and who had had more right to the hare that had been lucky enough to get away with its life. But it did make for a fun argument. Halina’s vocals then let out a growl, but Ygritte could tell that she did not actually mean it even if Halina thought she was putting on a good show. "Oh, you cannot first steal one meal from me and then deny me the exotic experience of your own flesh! Do I not even get one taste? A mid day snack... or quickie?" The red female’s audettes perked at the words. Whenever the other dragoness spoke it confirmed what Ygritte thought about her and the taste that she had in vargs that not many possessed. Before the skinner female could answer her friend’s sassy response, she felt herself being pushed to the ground under the weight of the more muscular lupine. Normally Ygritte would not let another push her around like this, and she would fight back. But she knew that Halina’s goal was not actually to hurt her. In fact she thought the two were making it quite obvious what their feelings and intentions were now, and this was all part of the game. Part of the powerplay to see who would initiate the next move and where things would go between them physically. The two females’ were both clearly the dominant type, so it would need to be determined who would surrender themselves to the other one. In the past she had always been the more dominant one, and she could guess that the same went for Halina. But they couldn’t both hold that role. Ygritte would not have a problem submitting to the other powerful, yet attractive, female. But she would not submit immediately, that would not be as fun. She felt Halina’s daggers at her throat, and she knew that if the female wanted to she could take her life right there. But for some reason she already trusted this female that she barely knew. There was no rationale behind the trust, but it was there, and for that reason she did not feel afraid or vulnerable at having her life in the jaws of another. In fact a purr escaped her throat to show her enjoyment of what was begin to transpire between them. She was not surprised when she felt the same sound leave Halina’s throat, it was obvious that the pair were both feeling the same emotions and desires. Now it was time to see how Halina would react to the same treatment. As the other femme was distracted by caressing Ygritte’s pinna with her tongue, the russet femme acted. Her own jaws reached up to grasp the darker colored female’s scruff. She knew that unless Halina let her she would not be able to flip the femme around. But she had caught her by surprise and she heard the vocals of the other being escape her throat and once more Ygritte purred her approval. Halina’s body finally relaxed above her, but she did not fully give in to let their positions switch. She decided to change her approach, not wanting to do anything that Halina did not like or that made her uncomfortable. That was not the goal here. Ygritte’s own daggers had moved down the black femme’s neck, wrapping around her throat, but in an affectionate way. There was no hostility in her, no aggression. Just the continued play the two had been up to this whole time. The skinnier femme loosened her grasp on the now vulnerable ess’ throat. Her touches became more affectionate and gentle. Her tongue snaked out, caressing Halina’s neck and throat, anywhere that she could reach from her lowered position. Her cranium moved back to Ygritte’s pinna, her daggers pulling at it again as she spoke. “Well then, my dear, whatever are we to do? We are not within the privacy of one another's dens, nor in a grove or cavern. Shall we stun the world and shock them with our public ... dining?" The russet female lifted her head towards the femme’s ear, speaking softly to her, her vocals rasping out with the effect Halina had on her. ”Well those that are shocked do not need to stay around for the show, unless you want to take this to more private quarters, I have no problems indulging in a meal right here.” The words purred from her throat, her tongue continuing to show her affection by caressing the female’s prettily scarred face. ”So my dear, would you like to take the first taste?” Her ivories nipped at Halina’s throat, waiting to see what it was that she wanted to do, taking on the more submissive in role, in hopes that it would make her more comfortable. OOC: sorry I didn’t move them along much more, haven’t had much muse lately but didn’t want to keep you waiting ________________________________________________________________________ |
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