Welcome to Hell.

It's alright, love. It's just how my head works. There's something broken inside that can't be fixed.

And Zombie Prom is something we've been looking forward to for a while. But having no days off is likely the source, yes. You're exhausted. And there is stupidity, which is wearing you thin. So..just be patient with yourself, my friend. The words are there.

A cheek turns, nuzzling those stroking fingertips...just before she shivers, the tug sending goosebumps down her arms.
 
Feels the shiver, grins.

I know the broken.

The broken for me is this~

I am a boi.

I have huge tits, a fat ass, big hips and I am short.

BUT I am a boi.

I am missing parts and the parts I have don't fit my inner me and I feel fat though I know I am not (I am JUICY, NOT fat) but my curves don't fit because I am a boi.

DAMMIT.

Tugs harder on straight hair

Nevertheless we are who and what we are, and we do what we do to survive and get through it all.

Your broken is not the same as my broken...and yet it is all broken and makes absolutely no sense to someone who doesn't feel that disconnect between what reality says and what brain says.

Low giggle

I guess it's why I dig you so much. Our parts don't fit...but it makes us able to understand one another easily enough.
 
I know several with your broken. One is pack. And he is close. So very close.

And you're right. You're not fat. You're awesome. And I like you just the way you are. For your mind and your heart. Not because of what doesn't match.

The shiver deepens, eyes want to close as a head tilts back with the encouragement of a harder pull.

We both see what is beneath the surface, sugar. That's why it doesn't matter how long we might find ourselves separated. Once found, it's like nothing has ever changed. Though....I don't plan on ever finding a path away from yours again.
 
I wish I knew several with my broken...

thinks this through

Better statement is I do know several with my broken only reversed. Is almost but not quite the same.

Small fingers grip tighter, twine through hair until small hand is fisted next to the scalp.

Anyway, you aren't allowed to just disappear on me ever again. I have too many ways to find you now.

Turns head to bite neck, HARD, just over the pulse that beats near the base. Releases hair and neck, all at once and leans back with a grin.

I adore you, pretty girl.
 
Hang around me long enough....frequently enough...and you will meet him.

She exhales slowly, fighting the part of herself that falls so fast and so far from such a simple movement...but she's failing and she knows it.

Until then, I'll show you something of his....

A head turns, exposing the slender curve to sharp teeth. A sound escaped her lips, pleasured and pained, intertwined and mixed so perfectly is was impossible to distinguish one from the other. The fight is out of her. She fell. But came back once released, clearly a practiced efficiency.

I adore you, pretty wolfling...
 
Hell.

I stroll in on bare feet and head for the bar. There is a succubitch standing just behind the counter so I give an amazingly wide grin and call out my order.


"Water. Ice. A pitcher. Lemon slices."

She looks confused though it could just be her usual vapid expression, who knows?
 
The Tigress jumps down through a familiar door. She has not been down here in some time. She figured it was time to pay a visit. A lean, lithe form slid through the shadows, finding the common room. She smiles in the darkness, a wolfling also on the prowl..
 
I watched as the succu-bitch scurried to fulfill my request, her burnished skin gleaming from the flames that writhed along the walls and beckoned me near, like some perverted HOT lover.

However, I did not attempt to detain her. What would be the point? I didn't want to cause harm to her flesh, today. I just happened to be REALLY thirsty. With tray in hand, I retreated to my arm chair and settled into it's comfy confines. My body relaxed against the cushions as my skin warmed from the flickering fires that surrounded the main room.

It was THEN, that my nostrils caught the scent of a wandering Cat.


"Here kitty, kitty."
 
Smirks within the shadows, her light laughter escaping into the room, a slight echo. She steps forward from the shadows, folding toned, bare arms across her chest as she raises an eyebrow at the Wofling. But she only went a step or two closer.

"But wolves are meant to fetch, sugar."

Her tone was teasing, her smirk playful.
 
Turning slightly as I hear an almost soundless movement. Ah, there she is. Full lips quirk upward in a bright grin, white teeth flashing.

"No kitty. Wolves are meant to hunt. DOGS fetch."

Pink tongue tastes my own bottom lip, stroking plumpness, lightly. Voice trembles toward tenor, a low growling note hidden beneath flirtatious words.

"I am a LOT of things, pretty. But Dog is NOT one of them."

Slender fingers pluck my drink from the tray and bring it to my mouth for a quick swallow of coldness.
 
Tilts her head as she considers the words.

This is true, my friend. I would never have considered you a dog. So, perhaps my choice of wording was inaccurate. It has been, it seems, lately.

She remains where she is, watching the wolf's expression closely.
 
Rising to my feet in one swift motion, I stride over to look up at my friend.

"Nope. Your words were meant in jest, much as my rejoinder."

Holding out one hand so that she can take it...or not...as she chooses, I continue on.

"Will you sit with me?"
 
A small smile touches her lips and she extends her arm, a slender hand finding a friends. She steps forward and nods, leaning in to press a quick kiss to soft lips.

I would like to, yes.
 
Good.

One word and then I scoop her taller, more slender frame up into my arms and retreat with her to the chair by the flickering fire pit in the center of the main hall. I settle us, quickly against the soft confines and cuddle her against me~marking her as kitty for this little while instead of big Cat.

You thirsty?

My right hand rises from the flat expanse of her belly to reach for my glass so that i can take a sip. Then the glass is replaced upon the tray and my hand returns to it's original position.
 
Stiffens as she suddenly finds herself in the arms of the smaller woman. Those muscles bunch just slightly, helping to support a weight she is certain is too much. But they are soon settled, and she cuddles into the wolfling, raising an eyebrow up at the woman. The lines of muscle beneath a small hand rise and fall with steady breathing. She finally shook her head.

No, thank you. I'm alright. Did you ever find your words last night?
 
A soft smile.

Nope, not for my patient male. I am working on that in fits and starts. Writing with M13 is like...I want it to be as close to honest and perfect as I can get just because he is so damned good and I can't read him like I do others.

Hand strokes, up and down, nails skimming any bare flesh available.

I will have a piece for him by tomorrow, I think...
 
Toned arms were bare, a slender throat where the zipper on the hoodie ends and parts for the hood. She shivered lightly.

That is an important piece for you, I think. Enough that I would go as far to say it's more about what's honest and within you, than it is about him.
 
He drew a deep breath before descending into the depths of hell. He was still wearing the suit he had been wearing at the club, only now he tied it all together with a fedora. Seeing the beautiful cat, and wolf together he gave them both a smile.

Good evening, ladies. How are you doing tonight?
 
Toned arms were bare, a slender throat where the zipper on the hoodie ends and parts for the hood. She shivered lightly.

That is an important piece for you, I think. Enough that I would go as far to say it's more about what's honest and within you, than it is about him.

Nodding in complete agreement

I do believe you have the right of it, Cat.

Leaning in to press soft lips to the bridge of her nose.

He drew a deep breath before descending into the depths of hell. He was still wearing the suit he had been wearing at the club, only now he tied it all together with a fedora. Seeing the beautiful cat, and wolf together he gave them both a smile.

Good evening, ladies. How are you doing tonight?

Honey brown eyes focus upon the dapper man in his suit and hat

Hey Daddy. How ya doin? I was gonna stop by the club but haven't worked up to it yet because I am focusing on words so that I am caught up.
 
The Tigress smiles softly, nuzzling against those lips that found her nose. Her gaze shifted at the sound of a voice. She nodded politely to him, snuggling in closer to the wolfling.
 
Nodding in complete agreement

I do believe you have the right of it, Cat.

Leaning in to press soft lips to the bridge of her nose.



Honey brown eyes focus upon the dapper man in his suit and hat

Hey Daddy. How ya doin? I was gonna stop by the club but haven't worked up to it yet because I am focusing on words so that I am caught up.

smiles warmly to the beloved wolf.

I'm ok love, how are you? As far as the club goes, I am not much of a dancer, but if you would like company I would be glad to join you if you decide to go that direction.
 
The Tigress smiles softly, nuzzling against those lips that found her nose. Her gaze shifted at the sound of a voice. She nodded politely to him, snuggling in closer to the wolfling.

Small hands continue to cuddle and stroke the sweet, slender frame of my friend~soothing and being soothed in turn by the movement. Soft lips brush kisses over cheeks and chin and temple.

smiles warmly to the beloved wolf.

I'm ok love, how are you? As far as the club goes, I am not much of a dancer, but if you would like company I would be glad to join you if you decide to go that direction.

Am good. Finally off tomorrow so I can concentrate on finishing up owed posts. I am not going to allow myself to be drawn into the club scene until ALL of my work is done. Otherwise, I will just be a lazy little laggard and that is NOT good.

brilliant smile
 
Small hands continue to cuddle and stroke the sweet, slender frame of my friend~soothing and being soothed in turn by the movement. Soft lips brush kisses over cheeks and chin and temple.



Am good. Finally off tomorrow so I can concentrate on finishing up owed posts. I am not going to allow myself to be drawn into the club scene until ALL of my work is done. Otherwise, I will just be a lazy little laggard and that is NOT good.

brilliant smile

"Bah. A wolf's work is never done."

I slip up the stairs from somewhere I perhaps belonged and find myself in a particularly pleasant little part of hell I've often visited. Jeans and plain black t-shirt, but no shoes or anything else. I brush a last little bit of frost off my sleeve, banishing the last sign of where I might have climbed out of.
 
Small hands continue to cuddle and stroke the sweet, slender frame of my friend~soothing and being soothed in turn by the movement. Soft lips brush kisses over cheeks and chin and temple.



Am good. Finally off tomorrow so I can concentrate on finishing up owed posts. I am not going to allow myself to be drawn into the club scene until ALL of my work is done. Otherwise, I will just be a lazy little laggard and that is NOT good.

brilliant smile

A fingertip casually moves up and down an arm, nuzzling and returning sweet kisses. A calming, familiar presence. Friendly and warm. She smiles softly.
 
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