Wolven Den

*guiding you back against the wall, pinning you with my soft weight so I can pull your leg up and around me*

*lets you push me up against the wall while protesting all the while*

Don't you think we should find somewhere else....I mean, Luna may not like that we defiled her space so that you and I could get freaky....

:cool:
 
*lets you push me up against the wall while protesting all the while*

Don't you think we should find somewhere else....I mean, Luna may not like that we defiled her space so that you and I could get freaky....

:cool:


*other hand slipping under your blouse, fingers splaying along your ribs, thumb brushing the underside of your breast*
*hips grinding slowly*
she'll live, I think.
 
*other hand slipping under your blouse, fingers splaying along your ribs, thumb brushing the underside of your breast*
*hips grinding slowly*
she'll live, I think.

*gasping at your every touch, every move, wanting to fight, but losing the battle with myself*

Oh boy....

*reaching up to undo my own buttons*
 
*gasping at your every touch, every move, wanting to fight, but losing the battle with myself*

Oh boy....

*reaching up to undo my own buttons*

*giggling at your eagerness...hand moving up to massage your breast through your bra*
but if you REALLY want me to stop...
 
*gets randomly teleported in in a puff of snow* ack *falls onto the floor* ouch
 
never
*a whimper as my mouth finds the side of your neck, kissing and nibbling*

*Tilting my head to give you better access, I simultaneously press my hips into yours and grab your shirt collar somewhat roughly with both hands and ask you between moans,*

You know you're making me fucking crazy, right?
 
*Tilting my head to give you better access, I simultaneously press my hips into yours and grab your shirt collar somewhat roughly with both hands and ask you between moans,*

You know you're making me fucking crazy, right?

*drawing tiny circles with the tip of my tongue as I follow your pulse*
I've been told I'm drug-like, in that way
 
*drawing tiny circles with the tip of my tongue as I follow your pulse*
I've been told I'm drug-like, in that way

*Tightening my grip on your shirt collar, I struggle with whether I should pull you closer or push you away. When neither option seems like the right decision, I settle for yanking your shirt open and scratching my nails down your chest and stomach, hard, keeping you close to me with my leg. My voice is heavy, laden with lust*

You like teasing innocent women then, is that it?
 
*Tightening my grip on your shirt collar, I struggle with whether I should pull you closer or push you away. When neither option seems like the right decision, I settle for yanking your shirt open and scratching my nails down your chest and stomach, hard, keeping you close to me with my leg. My voice is heavy, laden with lust*

You like teasing innocent women then, is that it?

*groaning, my teeth sinking into your skin, feeding on your warm, soft flesh...my hands, shaking with desire and need, moving to grip your ass, pulling your hips against me, my own body moving, grinding, like a teenager desperate for more but not knowing what*
yes, yes I do...do you know where I can find one?
 
*groaning, my teeth sinking into your skin, feeding on your warm, soft flesh...my hands, shaking with desire and need, moving to grip your ass, pulling your hips against me, my own body moving, grinding, like a teenager desperate for more but not knowing what*
yes, yes I do...do you know where I can find one?

*Reaching around, I smack your ass heavily.*

That's for your smart ass comment. And no, I have no idea where you can find one...you've stripped me of that, no doubt.

*I let you pull me into you, but I have to fight to hold back my pleas and whimpers. Instead I whisper, my words infused with laughter*

What's wrong? You seem so frantic...I just can't figure it out.
 
*Reaching around, I smack your ass heavily.*

That's for your smart ass comment. And no, I have no idea where you can find one...you've stripped me of that, no doubt.

*I let you pull me into you, but I have to fight to hold back my pleas and whimpers. Instead I whisper, my words infused with laughter*

What's wrong? You seem so frantic...I just can't figure it out.

*whimpering, lips finding your again, kissing hard, then soft, but climsily*
*whispering*
there are times I'm not the woman you imagine me to be...when I'm just a girl who needs...and my need is deep, profound, and overpowering to the point of confusion and insecurity and all I know is the girl I am touching and all I want is to touch more and all I can do is given in...is surrender
 
*whimpering, lips finding your again, kissing hard, then soft, but climsily*
*whispering*
there are times I'm not the woman you imagine me to be...when I'm just a girl who needs...and my need is deep, profound, and overpowering to the point of confusion and insecurity and all I know is the girl I am touching and all I want is to touch more and all I can do is given in...is surrender

Can I have that for my sigline? That's so hot and sweet.
 
Wanders in

And sniffs the air, catching the scent of Vail and Trinnie doing things they have no right doing, in MY place. My eyesbrows raise at the sheer temerity of the BOTH of them but I wave my mini rage away and head for my den. Someone is supposed to be here, fairly soon. She will pay for her disrespect then. Vail will have her comeuppance another time.

Upon entering the playroom, I glance around. No one has been in here, it seems, since Fira left. That is good, mayhap Trinnie's punishment won't be nearly as brutal as I had planned. With no further ado, I begin to travel back and forth between rooms, setting my gear for her. Included in the mix is a crop, a heavy duty leather flogger, a set of nipple clamps, two bullet vibes, and various other things that I think will amuse me to use at some point or another.

My smile is gleeful and dark and if she could see me, she would be worried. I calm myself before entering the main room. I don't want her to know just what to expect...not until it is much too late.
 
And sniffs the air, catching the scent of Vail and Trinnie doing things they have no right doing, in MY place. My eyesbrows raise at the sheer temerity of the BOTH of them but I wave my mini rage away and head for my den. Someone is supposed to be here, fairly soon. She will pay for her disrespect then. Vail will have her comeuppance another time.

Upon entering the playroom, I glance around. No one has been in here, it seems, since Fira left. That is good, mayhap Trinnie's punishment won't be nearly as brutal as I had planned. With no further ado, I begin to travel back and forth between rooms, setting my gear for her. Included in the mix is a crop, a heavy duty leather flogger, a set of nipple clamps, two bullet vibes, and various other things that I think will amuse me to use at some point or another.

My smile is gleeful and dark and if she could see me, she would be worried. I calm myself before entering the main room. I don't want her to know just what to expect...not until it is much too late.

I know the score. I'm in deep shit. The den doesn't look much different than it did yesterday, except for the obviousness of Luna's presence today. Luna's preoccupied, setting up her toys, so I know I can safely linger just inside the doorway for the moment. My hand is back up at my mouth, teeth biting my thumbnail. It won't do to look as apprehensive as I feel. Quickly, I move my hand and wipe my thumb off on my jeans. Leaning against the doorway, I stay silent. She'll notice me. Eventually.
 
Raven ducks his head inside, then gently pushes Trinique into the den, whistling innocently.
 
I catch Trinnie just as she poses herself nonchalantly within the door.

Oh good. You are here. That's nice.

My voice is low, deep, growly and I know she can hear the darkness beneath the surface. I have waited forever to show her just what I have inside. This is a safe place to do it in and she is in trouble. I allow my mouth to quirk upwards, a slow smile.

Do come in. You look completely over dressed. So before we really begin....I allow my voice to drop to that tone...she knows it, she has heard it before.....strip for me. Right here. Now.
 
I catch Trinnie just as she poses herself nonchalantly within the door.

Oh good. You are here. That's nice.

My voice is low, deep, growly and I know she can hear the darkness beneath the surface. I have waited forever to show her just what I have inside. This is a safe place to do it in and she is in trouble. I allow my mouth to quirk upwards, a slow smile.

Do come in. You look completely over dressed. So before we really begin....I allow my voice to drop to that tone...she knows it, she has heard it before.....strip for me. Right here. Now.

I exhale a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. Tentatively, I take a step towards Luna, watching her, as if to make sure underneath all that...wolfishness, she's still there. I take a couple more steps further inside the room and hook my thumbs into the sides of my jeans, look down, then back up, seeking approval.

It's easy enough to slide the stretchy denim over my hips, and down my legs, letting the damn things pool at my feet. I can do this fast and easy if I don't think too much about that smile on her face, that voice she does. I wish I had a wall to lean against as I unbutton the turquoise shirt that I decided to wear today. I let the shirt slip off my shoulders and quickly unhook my bra.

I look up, my right hand holding onto my left arm, teeth biting my lower lip.
 
I walk forward, until I am deep within her personal space. My left hand reaches out, touches, slips over alabaster flesh, tangles into the length of her hair, tightens, tugs. Leaning forward, I inhale her scent...warm girl flesh. Finally, I walk around her, checking every angle, moving slowly, watching her, my eyes tracing skin and blushes.

Drop your arms. Stop chewing on your lip. Are you hungry?

Another slow smile...

I promise you, if you are , you won't be for long.

Turning away, I head for my playroom, casting a glance back at her as she stands there, silent, shaken.

Come on, pretty Trinnie. I have plans for you.
 
I walk forward, until I am deep within her personal space. My left hand reaches out, touches, slips over alabaster flesh, tangles into the length of her hair, tightens, tugs. Leaning forward, I inhale her scent...warm girl flesh. Finally, I walk around her, checking every angle, moving slowly, watching her, my eyes tracing skin and blushes.

Drop your arms. Stop chewing on your lip. Are you hungry?

Another slow smile...

I promise you, if you are , you won't be for long.

Turning away, I head for my playroom, casting a glance back at her as she stands there, silent, shaken.

Come on, pretty Trinnie. I have plans for you.

I drop my arms sharply, like I know there are consequences if I move too slow. I can feel my heart beating out of my chest, see it moving under my skin.

I stop chewing. No, I'm not hungry. Not in the traditional sense, anyway. I grin wide, can't help myself, raise my eyebrow at you. I watch you walk away, towards your playroom; my smile fades. I hear you beckon me, tell me to follow you. I take a slow deep breath, fight the urge to cover myself up, and follow, trying to make as little noise as possible.
 
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