Nina's Nook

[Luna_Wolf72]

Husky laughter, my nostrils flaring as I catch the essence of Nina. Heat. Ambergris. Fur. Flesh. Vanilla? A wide smile.

Ah Nina's Nook. Here? We can play...for a bit...the tiniest of bits?

Golden brown eyes focus on Erlind. Him. I just want to taste him...for a minute of twenty. Nothing serious...just a bite...

 

[Nina327]

-giggling watching him she could understand the poofieness of others magical use-

My mind knows what I like... even when it tries to confuse itself...

and my own territory was a nessessity..

hazle turns next to see the wolven one back in the nook agian... hungry...

Yes we can play here... for bits... and with bobs.... so long as.. well I was going to say so long as no one gets hurt...

but that just seems silly.

Her pit of pillows then started coughing... trying to lower itself was hard when pillows were stuffed tween it and the floor. it coughed them all out and snuggled itself level with the floor.... all while she watched and waited for just the right about of time... with him watching the table... it was easy..

a nudge... a push if you will.. to get him to fall into the soft depths...

Oops...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The laughter cuts off, mid giggle. Nina is sneaky sneaky sneaky. I love that about her. Very sneaky. A GOOD cat. I am not sneaky. I am hungry. And he looks good enough to ummm eat.

Oooh bits and bobs....that is good intel. Very good.

I am speaking and watching and stripping. Not in haste but with some sort of serious intent....after all, it is not often that I want a taste, just one taste of a new man. So when I do? I do not hesitate or play the coy young girl. I am a wolf...and I want what I want. And what I want is being tumbled into cushions....and looking just a bit confused.

 

[Erlind]

I see the predator in Luna and while I don't see it in Nina I can feel it, or something like it. A pair like them could be dangerous, but I'm willing to find out. I let Nina out of my sight and she takes the oppurtunity to send me off balance again.

From my new place in the pillows I look up at them.

"You two look like you want something. I'd tell you to just ask, but Luna doesn't like to ask. Why don't you take?"

Its not a safe invitation, but at the moment I really don't care.

 

[Nina327]

torn.. as always... i always want everything.. and must choose...
Stripping isn't a necessity for her though... her clothing shimmers and its gone

now there were two ... one light one darker... both predatory


i think we are taking silly man

with that.. her Nook removes the cloth barriers from his flesh as both women descend upon ... Ohh... its lunch time...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Husky laughter as Nina's Nook takes care of business...leaving a lean shape nude and embraced by pillows. I love it when a plan comes together. Pressing my mouth to Nina's ear...I whisper one question....

Your place but I want to taste him first...problems?

Nina is a giver unlike most cat kin....so it is with no trepidation at all that I allow my own dark, lush form to fall forward, into the softness of cushions. I end up by his feet...but that is ok as well. Salt tastes the same no matter which bit of flesh it comes from...and I like to work my way up.

Nails scrape the flesh of a muscled calf, tugging lightly on hairs. Sharp teeth, pointed tongue, soft lips? They trace a spot just above his knee...and travel steadily upward. Toward the bit...that bit...there.

 

[Erlind]

My goal is to stay calm and confident under their advances, but as Luna caresses and tears at me that seems a nearly impossible challenge. My hand finds her hair as soon as it can reach and what is meant to be a hungry look down at her is interrupted as I let out a low groan. She had found a spot to drag her nails across that had demanded my attention.

 

[Nina327]

purring grins and delighted shiver at tasty mouth words...

Like I would step tween you and a meal right now, I'm masochistic not stupid...


several steps behind she stalks the pair... circling to come in from the north

to breath in the smell that is him... to nuzzle a cheek... nip at shoulder...
and hands.. yes hands too join in... puling him back down and touching.. with nails.. upon his chest... drawing lines like one would in the sand.. only these are red.. and its skin that makes noises..

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Heat slick. That is what is here. Three nude forms trapped in softness and slippery. A heat slick. Mouth moves on, grinning at the feel of that large hand holding my curls. The body that shifts...again, again. The twining of two scents~musk, ambergris, fur, flesh. Him. Her. Sweet.

I give thanks that I am wolf kin. No one else tastes or smells..in quite the same way as I do. Mouth goes from thigh to thigh. Hands and nails trace knee caps and calves before moving up, tracing the indentations and hardness of a nicely muscled thigh...both of them.

Soon enough...I am there. A tongue tip darts out, tasting sweet salty softness of his LITTLE head. Bliss.

 

[Erlind]

"You're going about to hate me. I have to disappear out into the real world. I will return as soon as I can though. Trust me, I did not want this to end."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Throws a whimper fit...and glances up at Nina kitty

he ran away...damned real world!!!!

 

[Nina327]

-dies laughing.... -

Well.. you got your taste wolfy one....

-falls in the softness giggling herself pink-

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

-dies laughing.... -

Well.. you got your taste wolfy one....

-falls in the softness giggling herself pink-

Pouncing Nina kitty and covering her kisses and pinches in soft places

Smart ass!!!!

Pins this to the Ninalings wall

 

[Avellan13]

Walking towards the Nook, I knock on the door, wondering if Nina's allowing guests.

 

[Nina327]

giggling, squeaking and lips finding things to kiss and nip at..

mhmmm...

swats her ass...



****

hearing a knock... a note apears on the door outside...
The nook is closed for the moment... or several really...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

wriggles round firmness under her hand while full lips and sharp teeth nibble at pale throat.

Sooner or later, I will get him...and you...

Head dips...teeth find one uncovered nipple. Tug. Sharply. Rolling off. Away. Grinning.

 

[Nina327]

throat nibbled, stretches when teeth move away...

mhmm.... the nook will stay closed for as long as it takes to have one or both..
or whatever... moods are moods.. and it knows when to stay closed..

a yelp and a moan... eyes flash

Hey!

rolling and pouncing little pale hand finds curls and whispers find tiny ear...

I have two of those ya know..


***
giggles madly at her new wall art...
tis fitting... grins I added it to the nook perminently..

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Batting big brown eyes up at the Nina kitty.

Yes'm. So you do.

Nails tweak the untouched nipple. Hard.

I do believe this is the most fun I have had here in a good week or so.

Thank you for this.

Pressing close, strong arms wrapping round lushness and pulling her tight. Mouth tasting, teasing, questing...over pale throat and collar bones...until finally...pink lips that taste of salt and candy...sweet. Teeth bite, drawing just that one drop of red...salt, iron...good

 

[Nina327]

hisses... those that are sucked in through teeth that forget to open when you breath..
are little misses answer to nails on flesh..

Tis my pleasure, completly...

skin... sweet skin... pale limbs wrap to steady and match strong ones shes wrapped in... if only to indulge in being the tasted... the shivering... the one with breath caught.
she licked the bite.. the crimson life.. tongue not retreating... but instead... painting the wolves lip red...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I can feel the inner thing that wants to ravage, mold, tear, corrupt and keep...for just this little space of time...this itty bitty bit of timelessness. Hard work keeping the Wolf at bay, especially when there is girl flesh~soft, lush, pale, fragrant, slick~wrapping itself round me.

But I mostly have it, I think...under control. Til a kitty's tongue quests out to apply her own special brand of lip stain to my mouth. There is a moment, a low groan. And my teeth get sharper. Nails do too.

Oooo kitty, kitty. Pretty kitty. Such a tease, you are.

Nails, fingers go up, tangle in pretty hair...tight, tighter, tightest. Blissful. Yes? YES.

 

[Nina327]

to watch a war within another's eyes.. the fight of want and decision, the fight of self and human nature... the fight of primal pleasure igniting senses... is truly an aphrodisiac

shuttering as nails scale her back to tangle, tingle and tighten...

If I did not tease you my pretty... you would get ever so bored...

her tongue pressed to one very sharp tooth, puncturing its tip... more to paint with.. more to add to the scent in the air... lips tighten into a tiny lil o.... and blow softly, steadily.... into pretty waring face...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

No fair. Kitty does NOT play fair. Eyes attempt to glare but the glaring isn't happening, not really. I know the eyes have faded to gleaming copper and gold. Nothing I can do about that.

I know my short dark hair is becoming brindled, striped, thicker, more fur like. Nothing I can do about that EITHER...but I have control. I do. I am all things controlled. I think. And so I am. I breathe in her scent.

Heat. Cat in heat. Ambergris and vanilla, dark fur and soft flesh, a hint of something floral...not sweet.

Control snaps. One small foot snakes behind a cat's ankle....and I tilt us back into the cushions. I don't stay face to face. Blood scent makes me hungry. Instead...all dogs like to lick. Wolves are NO different. Full lips find soft inner pinkness, tongue tip finds moist slit and moves....from bottom to top....from hole to little nubbin of flesh....

S-L-O-W-L-Y.

I sit up then and scramble away.

Terrible tease, kitty...terrible. And yes, I would get bored. No worries of that now...I am sure.

 

[Nina327]

warmth and heat... she likes watching pretty one struggle... it's such.. fun.. watching her change and twitch....

laid in softeness... dark animal descending upon her... she purrs... till shes silenced by that single... slow... devastating tongue... that touch sucks the air from the room, from her lungs...

but its gone... suddenly succinctly GONE!

whimper blends to growl... jade and gold hunt for pretty wolf flesh... and find it retreating..


One should never, ever... ever... run from a cat...............

flipping, claws grasp pillows leaving a trail of stuffing poking out of many as she crawls swiftly after pretty bottom

grasping an ankle and tugging

grasping the other as shes bounding forward up scurrying skin

lips find belly, nails find hips.... her nose alight with the smell of half turning wolf.. but she pauses contemplating ..... hills or valleys

where do you think you are going...

unadulterated joy coats her expressions...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Laughter. Husky laughter. Kitty is playing hard. This is FUN.

I wasn't...running. I was retreating so that I would live to fight...seduce, suckle...tease, torment, taste...another day.

My voice stutter stops. Breathy. Growly. Hungry. Alto wrapped in sex and velvet, dipped in honey and late night whiskey shots. Wolf kin rides the line...no more changing. WON'T. But...she smells ever so good...and she is ever so strong....and I want just one more little taste.

Legs wrap around a taut waist, holding her still, LOCKING her there. She is bigger than me in either form...but I can almost guarantee I am stronger than she is...in either form. It's fair. Eyes gaze into kitty's, mouth curves into a slow smile....

However, if you want me to remain here...then you are facing the wrong way....I believe your ass should be...just where your face is now....pretty opalescent pinkness probably needs probing. Oooo alliteration.

 

[Nina327]

nibbling circles round pretty belly she purrs into flesh

rrrrunning... rrretreating... not coming my way is all that matters..

Just think of this as a new day.. giggles

trapped by thighs she does the only thing she can.. she grips skin and slides higher, belly pressed and sliding along wet heat... tongue tracing pathways.. teeth nibbling ribs... cheeks brushing mounded flesh

Seems you cant decide where you want me... trapped here or licked there...

head dips with heady laughter, taking a mounded tip tween her teeth... rolling it... feeling the texture with her tongue, firmly, slowly.. awaiting decisions and enjoying breathy chest movements that try to tug the flesh from her teeth..

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have to bounce for a about an hour... cubs want to go pet small furry and feathery things -shrugs and grins-