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"Well, I guess I can't be blamed for your very nature," I admit. I stretch out a little beneath her legs and allow her nails to travel where they will.

"I can be accused of taunting a hungry animal. Maybe I like making you hungry though. I want to see that lust. Unrestrained. Unchecked. Maybe I think if I can tease enough I'll get to see it."

My hands play idly, slipping ever further up her leg. She is a wolf, a force of nature. Beautiful and wild. I want her.
 
Head tilts as I hear the laughter beneath the words. Legs drift open, just a bit, to allow better access to anything he would like to touch, stroke.

"So you admit that you do these things on purpose?"

Voice is low...

"Because you like to prod...hmm? And to think I always believed you were innocent."

Legs snap closed, capturing his hand just above my knee. Scooting closer, twisting my body so that we are aligned, hip by hip, my head on his shoulder, the better to catch his scent.

"We are going to have to teach you better than to tease the wolf..."
 
I smile as she adjusts to let my hand go further and smile a little wider when she snaps them shut catching my hand in place.

"Not something I know how to learn, my dear wolf. I've always taken the hard road even when it earns me nothing. Something deep inside me won't let me take the easy path, not ever."

I feign struggling with my hand, but we both know I don't really want out.

"You've caught me at my games. What now?"
 
Movement~slipping from beside him to on his lap~lush brown curves pressing tightly to hips and chest.

Mouth hovers just over masculine smile, tongue tip teasing the corner before sharp white teeth bite down once on bottom lip.

Growling words.


"Now that you've been caught out? Well I think that I am hungry....and you look like lunch..."

Kissing mouth to mouth...before slipping down. Teeth worry flat male nipple...left then right...before mouth and body move again, further now...to flat expanse of belly. A bite there.

"You don't have to co-operate...but it will go better for you if you do..."

On the floor, between his legs, brown eyes gazing up at him, fingers plucking at belt loops...
 
The wolf has caught me. Still. I taunted and teased. I made her hungry. Maybe I caught her. Maybe we've caught each other.

"I will as it suits me."

I stand causing her to back up if only a bit. I can see the utter need in those soft brown eyes. I wouldn't be surprised if it just burned her up. A button and zipper are undone. Pants and underwear pushed down.

"I wouldn't want to leave you unfed."

As much as I've reveled in the feelings I see swimming in her I can't escape the same things burn and tear through me. My length is thick and hard. Even with my performance she must know how badly I need this.
 
Nude and in my living room.

Yum.

What first?

I am still fully dressed and that is as it should be. I control this, I control ME. I want to taste him, not the other way round. I push his pants and underwear away as one small hand journeys upward over calf and around the front, toward the burgeoning flesh that bobs and weaves at eye level.


"No you wouldn't want me underfed..."

No more words now.

Lips find cock head, tongue touches spongy flesh there, flicks...
 
Just one little touch of her tongue sends my mind spiraling. She always has that effect on me and for reasons I can't understand there is never a damn thing I can do to resist it. I had expected her to be much more voracious from the start, but she is in much more control than I realize.

I let a low growl pass my lips, but nothing more. I want more, fuck I want more, but I won't beg. I won't beg yet anyway. I reach down and hand touches hair and then moves down to caress her neck.
 
Feel his hand~large, strong and it makes me smile. He is in control of himself. I need to shatter that. Break it, so that he does more than growl for me. I want words. Soft words, loud words, begging words.

So~

mouth opens wider and slips over the head. Sucks. Tongue flattens, swirls, flicks at the vein located just beneath the skin. Swallow. Deeper. Pull. Deeper. Until half the shaft is in my mouth being bathed in heat and saliva.

Suction. But soft. A tease.

Head bobs up...until only the head hides in wet heat...and then down, until my lips touch groin...A low groan, sound choked off...
 
I can't help, but buck against her a little as she takes me in. Little groans and growls escape my lips, but nothing more as I begin to drown in still shallow waves of pleasure. I know she can drag me deeper and I'm already lost. I need to make her drag me deeper. I can't let her think this is all I can handle.

I hand moves back to her hair. Fingers slip between the strands and I take hold. I don't force or control her movements though. I just need to have a grip on her and this is what I can take right now.
 
Small hand cups the delicate flesh of his scrotum, nails dragging lightly over the hanging flesh. His hand curls in my hair, holding me but not pushing, just connecting.

I like that.

Rising up, for better leverage, I allow gravity to pull my mouth downward, swallowing around his length, until my nose is tickled by the fine hairs of his belly. I can feel the head at the back of my throat, but the way I am positioned makes throating him...more than difficult.

Suction then. Full lips compressing, cheeks drawing in. Head coming up so very slowly, teeth scraping against the underside of his shaft until only the head is left, once more, trapped in the confines of my mouth.

I release him with a pop of sound and use my other hand to stroke his hardness. Two hands moving in tandem. One holding, the other teasing, coaxing.

Words then...


"Why don't you lay down?"
 
If there is one thing driving me out of my mind more than the feel of tongue, teeth, and nails, its the way she looks. I love the way she looks with full lips wrapped around my cock. The way she moves with me in her mouth as if just bobbing her head to some unheard song. When she finally releases me I shudder. I want more. Have to have more.

"Why don't you lay down?"


As desperate of a creature I'm becoming before her I still have other needs. Needs to tease and shape things myself if only to a small degree.

"You're sure you want me to lay down here? So little room on the couch. Is there some place else you want me?"
 
His words..husky, teasing. I want him flat on his back and of course, he wants to be there as well...but only if he has his say.

I lean back, jean clad ass resting on my heels, looking like the perfect picture of female submission. But the picture of a thing is not the whole of a thing. My right hand tugs upon his length, hard enough that his body follows the movement.


"I want you right here...but I suppose the bed would give me more room..."

Another brisk tug on hard, throbbing masculine flesh, while fingernails scrape along the sensitive flesh of his inner thigh.

"Lead on then...but be warned if we have to move again? You won't be able to make any more suggestions on time or place..."
 
She knows just how to get to me. She makes herself the picture of an innocent little thing waiting to be taken, but I know what she is and her words reinforce it. She is a wolf.

As she tugs at my cock I almost become so wrapped up in the sheer physical I need for her to finish what she started that I just lay down, but I resist. Physical would be satisfied, utterly so, but something else would be left hungry. I need to be her prey. As under her control as I am, I am not that yet.

I lead us upstairs. Her hand doesn't leave me like she has me by a leash. Only when we stop at the close bedroom door does she release to open her door. The bed looks wonderful, but I still need to become prey.

Suddenly, I push her back against the wall and our lips meet in a passionate kiss. Hand slips down to find a full breast. Fingers search for a nipple hidden beneath the fabric. When we finally break the kiss I move my lips to her ear nearly touching it.

"Only as it suits me."
 
He has fight...and gumption enough to use it. I think that is the why of it. His own needs do not run counter to mine...BUT before he will give it? I have to take it. Make him understand that small as I am? I am still strong enough to take him and make him...need it, want it, crave it, beg for it.

I can do that.

His body presses mine against the wall. And I feel that flutter in the pit of my belly that say~Here is a man, a strong man, capable and ready...what can you do?~

What can I do?

His voice in my ear makes me smile. His words bring a low growling moan from deep in my belly. Only as it suits him? Yes. Because that is the truth, for now.

One hand slips down~from shoulder to chest, from chest to belly, from belly to groin, curling around the hard length that pulses there. Nails tease the vein that meanders beneath the skin, coaxing a low groan from his lips. The other hand? It twines into hair~short, short hair....slipping away, nails dragging over scalp before coming to rest at the nape of his neck. Nails sink into delicate flesh.


"Yes. I know. But if you don't move your sexy ass to that bed right now?"

A squeeze~ hard, firm~ to the flesh I hold in my hand, jerking the cock shaft.

"You will never know if I can make you ...or if you have only put up this much fight to be left...wanting, hungry, needy..."

The hand at his nape trails toward a broad shoulder, nails leaving furrows in their travels. I rise up on tip toe to press the last few words against the flesh of his jaw.

"Make up your mind....."
 
Small, but sudden pain as her nails sink into me. I cringe and then twist under her. My hands let her go.

She has me. The wolf is a strong creature, but devious as well and she is no exception because of her tempting form. I don't think I could handle being left to beg with my pleas only landing on deaf ears. The want is too deep for that.

"That would be a boring way for things to end ...," I tell her, but it is clear to both of us that my words are a facade. She has me.

I leave the small hallway at the top of the stairs and go lay down on the bed. In the brief time I leave her grasp to complete my task I find myself feeling empty without her touch. I want to stroke myself, or beg for her, but still I resist. Instead, I simply lay waiting for her to take me.
 
He gives me what I want. Him stretched out. Hard. Waiting. So I decide to give him something in return. My shirt is pulled up and off, the bra unhooked. Pants are undone, slipped down. Tiny white thongs join the growing pile until I am as nude to his eyes as he is to mine.

"Yes. It would be quite boring..."

I move, closer. Allowing the pendulum sway of my hips to bring me closer, to the bedside. I want, what I want. And what I want is him...now. So, I climb up onto the bed and swing myself round so that my ass faces his head. Legs spread and I straddle him...backing up until the bareness of cunt flesh hovers just over his mouth. Small hands encircle his girth, stroke him lightly.

Words now, of warning.


"I want your tongue. Stick it out for me, please."

Head dips as hips lower brown dripping flesh onto his mouth.

Mouth finds cock head...and sucks it...inside. A lollipop for a wolf.
 
Back home. The scent of E still lingers around the place. Of course things always seem to linger, especially here. I smile slightly and walk to the front door of my cabin, flinging it open so that fresh air comes swirling in.

That air brings with it one pissy kitty and a very irate wolf.


Was better when you didn't try and molest everyone who walked through your front door.

Of course, Gray would say that!

He does not lie. You have turned far more cat like than I would have surmised. Maybe you should...slow down?

"Oh hush, Sun. I am enjoying my freedom."

Throaty laughter. Light voice, one I have not heard before.

If you had wings, you would not have to worry about bick and bicker. I am Queen. Look up!

I do so and finally see my eagle. Gorgeous.

"Pleased to meet you. Am on my way to the Outlook? Do y'all wanna come with?"

More laughter as Sunrise and Gray exit...Queen gives a vast flap of her wings and disappears into the late afternoon sun. I guess that's a yes.
 
Home.

The silence is deafening and my heart feels as if it wants to explode from my chest...
but in the RW I look like I am fine.

I look like I am in control.

Even though my heart is breaking.

Fuck.
 
I haven't been here in a while, but the smell of the forest is welcoming, refreshing. The cabin is there, but I know I am being watched. Gray is around here, very likely marking my progress. The distinctive low growl of a big cat is there as well, but I move slowly, letting them adjust to my scent. The steps feel solid under my feet as I mount the porch, fairly sure that a wolf and a large cat are behind me, ready to attack if Luna so wishes it.

"Mz. Luna, I come with chocolate and warm snuggly blankets."
 
My door opens and I stumble out, grabbing a Rider and dragging him inside.

You said chocolate. The very best word in the world for depression. Ohhh and snuggly blankets...

Flops into a chair and motions for Rider to find a spot.

I want to collapse into your lap and cry like a little girl, but I won't. Instead, I shall sit here and stare at you until you give me chocolate and blankets...
 
My door opens and I stumble out, grabbing a Rider and dragging him inside.

You said chocolate. The very best word in the world for depression. Ohhh and snuggly blankets...

Flops into a chair and motions for Rider to find a spot.

I want to collapse into your lap and cry like a little girl, but I won't. Instead, I shall sit here and stare at you until you give me chocolate and blankets...

I can't help but smile, my own battles with depression have taught me the true value of chocolate. I am a little surprised to be dragged in, but it makes perfect sense. I sit on the couch next to her and offer her a batch of chocolate candies.

"I'll make you stare longer for the blankets, mostly because I like your eyes."
 
I can't help but smile, my own battles with depression have taught me the true value of chocolate. I am a little surprised to be dragged in, but it makes perfect sense. I sit on the couch next to her and offer her a batch of chocolate candies.

"I'll make you stare longer for the blankets, mostly because I like your eyes."

In the RW, tears are coursing from big brown eyes as I watch my daughter move around the house packing her things for the bus that leaves at 2 in the morning.

I am trying to focus but it doesn't work so well...all I can do is pretend that I am fine, like I don;t feel lost and hurt and confused and like the most awful mother ever to walk the face of the planet.


My eyes are just brown, my friend...and right now I wish they were blue.

takes the chocolates and starts to nibble on the first one to come to hand.

I doubt I shall sleep this night...I am terrified of the dreams.

Instead, I shall sit here and stare at you until you give me chocolate and blankets...

LOL

:rose:

:kiss::heart: Katie :heart::rose:

jumps up to hug a Katie...and kiss her pretty mouth..

I am feeling way down...so down that I don't even have words, pretty lady. Not very good company, at all.
 
In the RW, tears are coursing from big brown eyes as I watch my daughter move around the house packing her things for the bus that leaves at 2 in the morning.

I am trying to focus but it doesn't work so well...all I can do is pretend that I am fine, like I don;t feel lost and hurt and confused and like the most awful mother ever to walk the face of the planet.


My eyes are just brown, my friend...and right now I wish they were blue.

takes the chocolates and starts to nibble on the first one to come to hand.

I doubt I shall sleep this night...I am terrified of the dreams.



jumps up to hug a Katie...and kiss her pretty mouth..

I am feeling way down...so down that I don't even have words, pretty lady. Not very good company, at all.

I smile, a friendly reassuring smile, and grab a big fluffy blanket and move behind her, wrapping it around her shoulders, rubbing gently.

"You'll sleep eventually, but for the moment if you wish to be awake I'll provide company for you. I know it is hard to watch, to think about it. All I can say is that you will be OK. It wont feel like it at first, but you will be OK. For now there is pain, but it will be alright. Believing otherwise relegates all of life to nothingness and pain. And you are too strong and wonderful a person to truly think that of all life."

I sit with her on the chair, one arm around her shoulders.
 
*One moment she is not there, and the next she is, emerging from the Darkness to wrap her arms around one who holds a special place with her. Those arms wrap tightly, holding the dear one as her heart aches, even as it feels like it's breaking apart. They hold her tightly, as if they could hold her all together, whole and unbroken.

But all they can do is hold her.*


No words are necessary. We two feel, even when words fail. What strength I have is freely given if it helps. :rose:
 
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