Wolven Den

[Luna_Wolf72]

Picks up my notebook and pen and snaps fingers to bring up the lights. Gotta focus on putting just the right words in the right place...to get the right reactions. A soft evil little grin as the pen begins to scratch across the paper's surface.

 

[dragonrazor]

the scent of teriyaki chicken brings me to the present

yum...

Sorry for getting distracted. Was messing around with PocketNES.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

looks up from my notebook and snaps it closed

Hey hey dragon kin...I am here and gone. At work, you see...

 

[dragonrazor]

looks up from my notebook and snaps it closed

Hey hey dragon kin...I am here and gone. At work, you see...

aww. And here I wanted to try to give you ideas. Like the one I had recently about a post-First Contact situation in which a human guy finds himself living in a house with a group of alien gals.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

*peeks in to say a quick Hi to Luna before he has to go back to the RW, at least for a while*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The sound of heels tapping up the sidewalk that leads to the front door. Silence as that door is unlocked...a barely there *snick* vibrating the still air. Movement as the small one saunters into her abode and gives it a quick once over. There are still scents here~hints of the Boy and dragonkin, traces of Vailish and the Witchling...

Hmmm, lights.

The candles flare up...one, then another until the main room is a flickering maze. Finding a spot, she flops down onto a nearby cushion...and waits.

 

[Britwitch]

Steps slowly inside in the den, heart thudding with excitement, tongue creeping out to wet suddenly dry lips

Hello…? Hello, are you there...?

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A smile as the Witchling comes a calling. Whiteness that sparkles from between full, glossed lips.

H'llo Witchling...

 

[Britwitch]

...hi...

Voice quiet as I approach where you sit, hips swaying subtly with each step that brings me closer, my blue eyes locked on yours as I stand before you

...thank you for inviting me to...play...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Reaching up, encircling your wrist with a small hand and tugging...until you fall into my lap. Teeth find an earlobe and nibble for just a moment before a warm breath of air carries words directly into your brain.

Oh sweet Witchling this isn't play time....this is a pre play date to set up for a REAL play date.

Mouth finds that spot just beneath your ear and nibbles...first hard then soft, a tongue tip darting out to taste sweet flesh...

 

[Britwitch]

Collapsing onto your lap with a soft gasp, an arm curling around your back as a whimper sneaks out of my lips when your teeth tug gently on my ear

Any kind of play date is...

My words trail off as your mouth beautifully teases my neck, making me shiver against you. When I manage to finish my sentence my voice is trembling with unconcealable excitement

...is worth having if you're involved...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A low growling laugh before my hand begins to travel down your back, nails slightly sharp...a pinch at the top of your pretty bum. Teeth and mouth work together, learning the spots that make you whimper, suckling and nibbling from shoulder to ear lobe and back again.

This may be true. Turn so you face me, please, Witchling. Legs on either side of my lap. Want to feel your heat on mine...can't do that from the side...

 

[Britwitch]

Soft sighs and wriggles answer the questions your mouth wordlessly asks, revealing my weak spots before your request causes a hot colour to flood my cheeks as I shift on your lap, turning to face you and putting one leg on either side of your waist. Hands resting lightly on your shoulders. Our faces so very close...

...is this better...?

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Hands reach up to hold your face still and I follow them, my mouth capturing yours before you properly finish speaking. There is that sense of sliding, of heat and warmth. Two soft mouths, one open to receive, the other hungry to plunder and to give. The kiss ends with teeth snapping slightly over your bottom lip.

Yes, much better.

Looks down, enjoying the sight of splayed thighs over mine.

You did not arrive nude...such a pity.

Left hand snakes up to tangle into your hair and PULL, your head going back, your neck waiting for ravishment. Teeth search for, and find, your pulse. Tongue tip darts out to taste it. Sweet.

Now then...we need to decide just when you will have a few hours to give to me in my back room.

Releasing your hair, the hand goes to your throat and closes around it. Not hard, just forcefully. My face is lowered, breathing warmth over breasts that are hidden from my gaze, suckling hard over cloth to bring peaked nipples to my mouth. Release.

 

[Britwitch]

I surrender to the kiss more than willingly, my hands tightening on your shoulders as your tongue entwines with me, sighing into your mouth, my lips tingling when eventually you pull away

You did not arrive nude...such a pity.

Next time, I promise...next time I...

My words disintegrate into a muted yelp as you pull my hair. That one simple action making my sex pulse with almost confusing excitement. A long exhalation of breath as your teeth taste my skin once more.

Now then...we need to decide just when you will have a few hours to give to me in my back room.

Another rush of excitement through my body as your hand holds my throat. Not even the slightest ounce of worry, I trust you implicitly. Then a high pitched sound as you suck a rapidly hardening and sensitive nipples into your mouth through my clothing.

Well...I...I am away for this coming weekend but I think...I think your schedule is the one we need to look...to look at...

My words husky and tentative, eyelids fluttering as wet material clings and cools on my nipples, stimulating them further still

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Well...I...I am away for this coming weekend but I think...I think your schedule is the one we need to look...to look at...

I am working overnights for this month. For me tis about 5:20 in the morning. I usually finish most of my night work by 4 am and then I run off about 6 to set breakfast for our guests. That leaves me two uninterrupted hours a night, every night...with a bit more left over at about 6:30....

My voice is soft and husky. Fingertips pluck at nipples with sure, teasing, pinches. It is always this way. I need to have something in my hands...and since you are covered...those hardened nubs are all I have.

Next time, sweet Witchling, you should arrive in nothing but a wrap....no panties, no bra, no shoes. Just a coat, a robe...something to hide you away from any eyes but mine. Yes?

 

[Britwitch]

How...how about Tuesday morning...?

My words constantly interrupted with whines each time your fingers expertly pull and manipulate my nipples, hips rolling ever so slightly on top of yours

Next time, sweet Witchling, you should arrive in nothing but a wrap....no panties, no bra, no shoes. Just a coat, a robe...something to hide you away from any eyes but mine. Yes?

Yes, of course...yes...

Eyes sparkling as my excitement builds with every touch, swallowing and feeling a tingle dance down my spine as the action emphasises the hold your hand has on my throat

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

How...how about Tuesday morning...?

Oh that should be perfect, darlin'.

Your words of concession, of agreement, send an answering pulse through my own lower region, one that I am hard pressed to ignore. The hand squeezes, once and then again before releasing your throat so that it can slide up into your hair and become entangled. There is no need to pull. Your eyes are heavy lidded and sparkling, your voice breathless and whispery. I know this is a beginning but you have much, much more to learn.

I am glad you agree, Witchling.

Voice drops as I lean closer, whispering the next few words just over your pretty mouth.

I would hate to have to undress you with a knife....

Eyes darken, voice goes deeper...

Though, given time...I think you might like that as well.

 

[Britwitch]

I would hate to have to undress you with a knife....Though, given time...I think you might like that as well.

Of that I have no doubt...

Trying to lean forwards, to capture you lips with mine but the hands holding my hair keep your lips tantalisingly out of reach

...and Tuesday morning I will be all yours...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Giving in finally, leaning forward for one last kiss before the Real World intrudes. My hands slide downward, tracing softness and curves through their coverings as my mouth tastes and takes, storing each seperate moan and whimper away for later thought. Eventually, I end the kiss with another sharp nip of your pretty bottom lip, my hands gripping your hips tightly.

I have to go prepare my breakfast room....

Another soft kiss, hands tightening on hip swell before I let go and lean back, taking in your pretty paleness, the flush in your cheeks, the redness of a mouth well kissed.

Tuesday? I will be waiting.

Hand drifts over and inward, cupping woman heat as I turn into a fine mist and disappear...back into reality.

 

[dragonrazor]

*waits until Luna's not busy, then sneaks up on, licks, and darts away in dragony form*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The silence of the Den as I step inside to check cleanliness, to see if it needs anything...anything at all...is upsetting. My life has become a jerk job, a bunch of fits and starts that never get to completion. A smile as I straighten some cushions...maybe the Witchling will help me break this particular streak?

Flopping down on a rather soft sueded cushion, I close my eyes and think back to all the people I have entertained in my back room~ Minxlette, Fira, Trini, My Muse....it has been so very long though...and I am fearful that I have forgotten how.

Another smile as Mav flashes through my brain, such a good Boy. I need to write him before I leave...but my brain is mush and all I want is to find someone to cuddle and sleep.

 

[dragonrazor]

*brings Luna a chocolate and caramel milkshake*

 

[Britwitch]

I'm early, very early, but I'm too excited to stay at home...I need an escape...I need to be here...

My long black coat almost reaches the floor, buttoned up the front, hiding my completely naked body beneath, flashes of legs are shown as I walk but little else...bare feet pad across the floor as I step inside...

It's quiet and dark so I head over to the cushions and sit down, the coat parting to expose a bare thigh...

Tongue creeping out to moisten suddenly dry lips I sit and wait...patiently...well, as patiently as I can manage...

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

*the soft click of claws on the floor is barely heard amoung the noise of the room his mat black fur glistening in the light of the room, Standing 4ft 9 at the shoulder and 5 feet long, his wolven nose rises to the air as he scents the air, licking his K-9's, trotting over to his couch he hops up, curling his wolven body onto the couch his tail twitching slightly as he watchs those around him, his yellow eyes almost glowing in the low light of the room and reflecting the light of the fire he lets go a relaxing sigh