Glaesfaet Sceawere is the name gifted to the mother river that flows through the center of Blossom Forest, bringing life and sustenance to all of the lands. It breaks off in many places, giving birth to smaller streams and estuaries, but the main body flows from the lake high in the north in Dierne Hrof all the way south down through Uyaraut to empty into the ocean. It is a fresh water river, but down through Uyaraut, the salt water does taint it. In places, parts of the river are underground and run through caverns unseen from aboveground.

Water buffalo grace these shores - with plenty of meat, though at a dangerous cost. Many river trout leap upstream daily.


A Wolf in Sheep's Skin [ mature ]


I'm Your Worst Nightmare Dressed as your Day Dream
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She struggled pitifully against him, her weakness a joke to him and for a moment he considered walking away, leaving her to suffer like this for he wanted the struggle, the fight, the fire. As his teeth bore down on her flesh, she whimpered, but did not move, her entire body suddenly frozen. 'Stop it.' Draven released her, her head dropping to the floor with a sickening thud that he found utterly musical, and he decided right there that he wanted to be a musician with her as his instrument. What an orchestral masterpiece he could make with all the sounds that he was going to pull out of her lips. "Oh my, do you want me to let you go? Is that... Is that the right thing to do? I'm so sorry, I do not know what came over me..." He shifted slightly, as if he was going to let her go, but then jumped upon her back and ground her for into the mud beneath them, the thick substance acting like a glue, helping to keep her pulled down.

And then he was upon her, moving against his spine so that her hard vertebrae rubbed against him, arousing him. She growled and scream as he bit down hard on her ear, yanking her head clear back. It made a good hold, a good purchase, something to pull against when he was thrusting against her... Soon to be in her... His pelvis rotated against her back and moved lower and lower on her spine, down to her pelvis, then down to the hooks of her pelvis, before finally he was at her tail heal, his entire body rubbing against her tail and then deviating to one side and then the other. All the while, he held fast to her aud, ripping on the cartilage there, his tongue moving inside his maw to lick at the inside of the eboness' aud, at least the part that was within his grasp. Her blood was an aphrodisiac to him, and the more she bled the faster he rotating his hips against her. She spat profanities against him, threats and promises. 'I'll kill you. I'll kill you.' Draven let go of her audette as he laughed and stood, moving back enough so that he could place his paw on her back, and put his weight on that paw to keep her still, frozen as she was.

He was on on her side, facing her, and leaned now, nuzzling the inside of her thigh even as he inhaled deeply, tasting her perfume and her flesh. "Oh, my love, you taste exquisite... Like fear and rage and lust. Though you don't want me, the movements I make against you have stimulated your body. Making you ready for me... Be glad that your own fluids have wetted your folds... Elsewise I would have wetted them with your own blood, love." Draven raised his lips and his teeth clamped down on the flesh of her flank, his maw closing slowly so that he could feel his teeth penetrating her skin. The slow 'click' each time he passed through a new layer. The blood that squirted into his mouth, drawing a moan from his chest. "You are going to pleasure me so...." His tongue traced the inside of the fold of her flank as he slowly released her flesh, his head moving backward as his tongue traced along the line of her limb, across her thigh, and up the curve of her buttock. "What is your pleasure first? Tongue or shaft?" Without wait for her reply, he bit the near side of her tail and moved it out of the way. His nares trickled down the underside of her tail until he reached the most private of her folds. He nipped at both sides, enjoying the sight of the droplets that formed from his incisors, before his tongue began to circle around her, inching closer and closer until finally his tongue slipped within her. Opening his jaws wide, he locked his upper teeth near her tail while his mandibular teeth sunk into the soft flesh between her limbs, allowing his tongue to move to the deepest of depths. Breathing heavily against her, he roughly took her with his tongue until her body could not resist what was only natural and released her fluids, which he lapped up as if from a stream before removing his teeth from her flesh and straightened, moving above her once more. Maw still slightly ajar, he dragged his teeth up her back, leaving long railroad tracks of open flesh flayed until he reached her scruff. "Now that you've finished, time for me to have my fun now..."

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Ω Draven Ω Untamed Demon Ω Solitary Slave Ω Azura Ω


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