Falls
Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.
Posted on October 19, 2020 at 05:56:03 PM by T y r
 Tyr tries to remain indifferent to the mare’s presence, even as she looks upon him so innocently from beneath those long lashes. It was the face he had fallen for as a younger stallion. Naive to the ways of women, and to the snake that could lay coiled so precisely they blend in; disappearing like magic. But as her demeanor changes to the darker, venomous creature once again, Tyr can’t help the stirring he feels inside. It flushes hot through his flesh, and his skin quivers under the feeling. As she moved closer, he nearly doesn’t move, but then offers his nose as she requests. Dara does not disappoint as she peels back her lips and nips at his nose. A deep rumbling laugh rolls up from Tyr’s chest, but it is not filled with humor. Instead, the large stallion takes a step forward and pushes into Dara’s space. Her threat of blood on the forest floor had done much to the stallion, but it had not turned him away. Instead, he too peels back his lips to expose his blunt teeth, latching them onto the crest of her neck just before her withers. He can feel his wolf teeth sinking into her flesh, the faint coppery tang touching his tongue as he just barely breaks the skin. Tyr hold’s her there, knowing it would give her pain, but he dare not hope to hear her utter anything else but pleasure. When he finally releases her, Tyr brushes his nose over the bite mark, leaving a red smear on his delicate nose. “Don’t think for one moment that you are free from me, Dara, just because we are here.” his gravelly voice whispered. The stallion could not do anything to her now as the season wasn’t upon them, but the fire she had started across his flesh still burned deep in his loins. Tyr wanted to mount her, to take her, to smother her in his scent and dominate her, but the massive stallion only stood there now wearing her blood. |
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- how can one love without their heart? - By Dara October 29, 2020 at 04:20:27 AM
- ~ to run is to die tired. - By T y r November 4, 2020 at 05:11:49 PM
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