Shifters Love (Closed)

[Mayu]

Beauty And The Beast (Closed)

Name: Lucy Wolf
Age: 18
Pic: http://i56.tinypic.com/x5w4k6.jpg

Lucy had always wanted world peace, she was a fun loving girl who loved to give what she could. She was a very open minded woman, one who would give you the shirt off her back. She was always like that, she was raised right. Raised to never judge someone before you get to know them, to help out everyone. Lucy had been a popular girl in school, everyone wanted to be as lucky as she was. She had a rich father, cheer leading captain. She had boy's wagging there tounges just about, but she didn't care about any of that. She was nice to everyone, she never believed in picking on anyone. She was nice to everyone from Jocks to Geeks, she even stopped some fighting and people picking on those who got picked on.

It always made her sick to see people doing that, but things changed when she met someone, he was a little older then her. But there was something special about him, she didn't know what it was. But they hit it off quickly, they became best friends quickly. Things happen for a reason her mother would say, but things happened that no one could control. When she was sixteen her parents were killed by a drunk driver, on the way to a high school concert. But he was there for her, he was the one that gave her the news. Because she was able to live on her own, she had been living alone since she was sixteen. Her parents kept her well founded, and she wasn't the kind of person to wave around the fact she had money.

Course she would rather have her parents back, then have a nice house, sports car and a ton of money. But she was able to spend it how she wanted it, giving some to homeless people. Giving some to the animal shelters, but now she lay still with her best friend beside her. She doesn't know what he holds however, she loves him very much. Wanting to be with him, but he hides something from her and it almost hurts knowing that. But everyone had a reason to hide things, she wanted to ask about it next time they met. Which would be that very night.

He had asked her out for some dinner, she wore a black pair of pants, blue shirt and high heeled arm type boots that went up to her calf. She was looking at herself in the mirror and liked what she saw, her dark brown eyes lay kind. Her shoulder length hair, up in a bun. Then hearing a knock she opened the door seeing him. They had a wonderful time together, Lucy loved spending time with Sven. Since he was the only family that she had now, they were heading for her home once the beautiful dinner was done. She wanted him to stay for a while, as she came up to her home she looked at him, like something was wrong.

"Sven you ok?"

 

[BrutalOm3n]

Name: Sven Riederer
Age: When asked, he will say 24
Natural (Original) Appearance:
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It was happening too soon.

He couldn't have possibly exhausted his time already...

Sven glanced to his wristwatch, a popular model from Eberhard & Co. he had only recently acquired. Two light blue hands of the expensive timepiece rested deliberately over specific numbers on the dial. As he watched the third hand of the watch (the hand counting each precious second of every minute) he felt the bottom of his stomach disappear as dread swirled up in its place, washing through the core of his being before reaching his face.

The hour-hand of the watch did not budge, no matter how desperately he willed it to.

Mocking him, the timepiece read 10:58, with only twenty-three valuable seconds until the minute-hand would click closer to the number twelve on the face of the watch.

'How did this happen?!' Sven thought frantically. 'It's never happened this quickly before, I wasn't even breathing hard!' He brought his gaze up to Lucy's face, once again captivated by her brilliantly green eyes. He'd never grow tired with looking into those eyes and the way he felt when she returned his gaze.

With his eyes locked with hers, he suddenly remembered how he'd allowed himself to lose track of the time.

That's also when he realized she had just asked him a question.

“Sven, are you ok?” she had asked, and he couldn't help but watch her attractive lips as they shifted to form each syllable of every word. 'Snap out of it!' He berated himself, 'If you don't get a hold of yourself and leave right NOW, she's going to see just what you really are!'

He visibly composed himself before he responded. “Lucy, I am so sorry, I just realized I needed to take care of something, right now.” was his urgent reply as his head darted about, looking for the closest entrance to the subway. Finding the landmark he was looking for, he began to walk hurriedly away from her, calling over his shoulder as he departed, “Dinner was wonderful, I had such a great time, I'm so terribly sorry I have to leave like this!”

He moved quickly down the street in the direction of the subway entrance, turning briefly down into an alley as the first convulsions began.

He groaned quietly as he clenched his arms around his chest. The pain that accompanied the convulsions was starting. While he had become familiar with the pain, he had never truly grown accustomed to it. He felt it as his skin began to writhe and lifted his arm in front of himself to determine how much time he had left before he would become immobilized. The skin covering his arm squirmed as if something were living beneath his skin. As it distended and writhed in an other-worldly fashion, Sven gritted his teeth and continued down the alley, taking a short cut to the subway entrance a few blocks away.

He didn't notice as the skin on his forearm dried out, glowing faintly. A large section of the dead, now paper-dry skin separated itself from the still-writhing mass around it, floating softly as a feather to land upon the dirty alleyway, it's soft glow like a beacon in the darkness and filth around it.

 

[Mayu]

She watched him, it was almost like he was in a world of it's own. The way he looked at her made her sad, what he said to her. Just all of a sudden? that didn't make much sense, because he told her he made sure they had time. Her mind was going all over the place, she didn't understand any of this at all. Her heart pounding as she decided to follow him, something was wrong. He looked like he was in pain, and she didn't like that. When he told her dinner was wonderful, she decided it was time to step up. It was time he stopped hiding from her, so she looked at him.

"Sven Wait Don't Go!" Lucy cried out, but he either heard her and took off faster. Or he didn't hear her.

Following her heart on this she took off running, everything ran in her head. Wondering if he was in trouble, she didn't know where he lived. He never showed her, and when she brought it up he changed the subject. Running as fast as she could, she kept following her heart as it took her to an ally, then down to the subway. She was kept in shape so she didn't have trouble running, but she slowed down seeing something. Kneeling down she noticed something on the subway ground, no one was around. Which was good because she didn't want to get trampled, but she ran her fingers over something.

She ran her fingers over it and it was wet, but getting dry. But when she looked at her fingers, she thought she saw blood. That terrified the hell out of her, was he hurt? why was he running away from her? She had a duty now to help him. Slowly standing she began to follow a small trail, she didn't know what it was. But she followed it any way.

 

[BrutalOm3n]

Sven emerged from the alleyway and continued to walk down the street. It was empty, the few street lamps providing the only source of light. All the storefronts on both sides were dark and locked up, giving the street an almost abandoned feel. This was a very well-to-do area of the city, where every store closed up at the same time as every other store and it adhered to strict “lights-out” policies. It was just as well, as anyone who noticed Sven walking down the street would most likely have fled in terror. Or called the cops, he thought, but he didn't think that was likely.

How would they go about describing something like this? He thought as he grimaced again, more flesh sloughing off of his arms and falling against the concrete sidewalk. Who would believe that there was some sort of creature walking down the street, shedding its skin like a snake would? That thought startled him and he looked down as he reached the corner of the block, veering off to the right, realizing that was exactly what was happening.

The flesh that normally covered his body was already drying out and beginning to glow with its faint luminescence. He could see the pale skin of his true form materializing under the now-flaking skin of his natural appearance. He had never truly figured out how his skin, and body for that matter, was able to morph and change into his different appearances. He shook his head, thinking to himself that right now was definitely notthe time to ponder the mysteries of his existence.

Sven looked up and noticed he was just about to pass the entrance to the subway. He halted abruptly in front of it. The metal gates were locked, a heavy deadbolt clearly visible between them, practically screaming to any would-be intruders that this was not a gate that could be easily bypassed.

Sven inhaled a sharp breath as another set of convulsions wracked his body. After a few moments it passed, and he straightened. Taking hold of both gates, Sven pulled them towards himself, away from the subway entrance.

The sound of metal hinges being ripped from their concrete housing filled the night air around him as he easily forced the entire gate to become dislodged. He quickly entered and replaced the gate hurriedly. It was obviously askew; the first policeman to drive down this street would notice it immediately. Whatever they thought caused the gate to rip from its hinges didn't matter, they'd figure out a way to rationalize it. Very few people would come to the conclusion that a supernatural creature had needed to use a subway station in the middle of the night.

Of course there were a few of those very people in the city, hunting for him. He silently cursed himself for his stupidity. He would have to start thinking about other places to hide during his periods of rest.

 

[Mayu]

To many things ran into her head, about what was going on. At first she thought she lost the track, her eyes scanning the area. Brushing a strand of hair out of her face, but then she kept moving. She knew the city well, and noticed more of the substance. Fear took hold of her body, she was afraid for her friend. Not understanding any of this, she took off running again. She knew she was on his track, she could feel it. They were always so close, she could almost feel his presence. She would never admit that to anyone, afraid people would think she was insane. But it didn't matter now, but she heard something. Some men talking, so she got into the shadows, narrowing her eyes. Flashing lights but no siren, they caught the look of something that was for sure.

Waiting patiently for them to leave, she walked up and saw what the police saw. She knew there was a dead bolted door here, she noticed more substance, but it looked like finger prints. Was she reading to much into this? was this even happening? Was she crazy? She didn't know what she was, but she went through and kept going down the stairs, going far under the city. Her heart racing, afraid something horrible would happen if she didn't find him. Maybe she was just far to sensitive? She didn't know, but that was how she always was. She loved Sven with all her heart and soul, if he ever died. No that was something she couldn't think about, she wouldn't think about it. Stopping for a moment her eyes scanned the area.

"Sven...what are you hiding from me?" She said sadly.

 

[BrutalOm3n]

He flopped his back against the wall of the subway tunnel, breathing heavily and letting out a loud moan as his body continued to change. He knew that he'd soon be temporarily immobilized as his body completed its transformation. He lurched forward off the wall, his normally measured stride now a collection of half-steps and stumbles. The worst part of the change was rapidly approaching.

In mere moments his body would rapidly begin to grow as he assumed his true form. His limbs would grow in girth and size and his musculature would swell until it reached a state that would cause most well-defined human men to look at him enviously.

However, that wasn't all that would change.

He finally reached the door to the abandoned repair facility he had converted into his makeshift living quarters and threw his shoulder against it. The door flung open from the impact. Inside the doorway was his small sanctuary, littered with foodstuffs and other personal possessions. He collapsed to the ground in front of his futon, unable to stand as the final set of convulsions wracked his body, signaling the beginning of the most excruciatingly painful part of the transformation.

Mere seconds before he was incapacitated he remembered the watch on his wrist. His fingers fumbled with the clasping mechanism before he was able to get it off and dropped it to his side.

He had forgotten to close the door when he entered, and now his groans of pain echoed down the subway tracks for anyone to hear.

 

[Mayu]

Lucy felt him even more, like it was a stronger feeling and knew she was getting closer. And she thought she saw something, right on the wall she went to it. It was a huge patch of slime, she ran her fingers down it and felt it was very warm. But then she heard a cry, and it startled her. Her heart sank into the bottom of her stomach, and something in her made her angry. If someone was hurting him she would kill who ever it was, she knew boxing and would kick the shit out of anyone who fucked with him. She got that from her father, since he was a well known boxer. Her eyes noticed a door with a light outside, looking up it looked like some kind of old factory? She knew the cry, she knew it was Sven's. But what the hell was he doing here?

It went silent as she walked up to the open door, and hearing his cry again she stopped herself. Terrified of what she would find, would she find him horribly hurt? Dying? She took a deep breath and walked in a couple feet, but she had to stop. There was no light, except for the light above the door. Which didn't help her, but as she walked in a bit she looked down seeing his watch. Kneeling down she picked it up, it was covered in some kind of slim. But she heard heavy breathing, and knew it was coming from in front of her. She thought she saw an outline of a person, but couldn't tell.

"Sven?" She said.

 

[BrutalOm3n]

The pain was more debilitating than he remembered. Then again, he always told himself that. Or did he? He couldn't remember anymore; he was at the brink of unconsciousness as the transformation finally entered its final phase, stealing his body away from his mind.


His body...no, the multitude of cells that made up his body all changed as one. They grew and replicated, adding more tissue to his muscles and causing them to grow rapidly. His skeletal structure experienced a similar growth in relation to his musculature, as did the rest of his body.

When it finally stopped, the creature on the ground was about one-and-a-half times the size of an average human male.

Retaining a humanoid appearance, the creature was incredibly lean and fit, looking very much like the predator it was. Its skin was pale, with a visible blue tinge to the otherwise human-esque skin tone. The texture was very obviously non-human, however. It had ridges at random, comparable to the way the scales of a snake look. Its hands were proportionally larger than a man's hands would be in relation to the rest of the body. Its strong fingers had grown an extra joint, and were capped with vicious-looking claws. The creature's feet were similarly changed.

Overall, the creature's body was a combination of numerous animal species, but it most resembled a mix between both snake and panther, while still retaining a human structure.

Its face, however, was as familiar as it was otherworldly.

Still very much human in structure, the differences between them were that much more readily apparent. The creature had no eyes, only hollow pits over which its skin was drawn tightly. Its nose was slender, with two large, vertical nostrils and shared no similarities to the structure of a human nose. Most surprising to an onlooker would be, perhaps, the nearly-human mouth underneath the very non-human nose. Its lips extended further around its head that a human mouth would, and its jaw was decidedly larger. The creature's ears were flattened against the bald skin on the side of its head, and the cups were large, to be better able to detect and locate sounds. It had not a single hair on head or body.

Sven took a huge breath as he regained his consciousness fully, the twinges of pain rapidly receding as they always did. Now deprived of his sense of sight, his other senses took full control and he began to observe his surroundings. Just as he began to register and determine the different smells and noises, he heard Lucy's voice clearly. It echoed across the room, his name being repeated as the sound bounced across different surfaces, her questioning tone and underlying worry easy for him to pick up on. He tried to recover from the shock quickly.

The game was up. She'd see him now, and she would react the way every human throughout his 700 years of life reacted when they saw him.

She'd run, and he'd be alone again.

If he had eyes in this form, he was sure they would be wet with his sorrow.

He got up slowly, dreading the coming confrontation and attempting to prepare himself for the humiliation and hurt he was about to experience.

Using the echoes of the ambient noises around him and sensing her location by her unique scent, he ascertained that she was in the doorway, her heart pounding in her chest hard enough that he could hear its thumping.

“Yes, Lucy?” He said, and his tone conveyed it all. The defeat, the pain, the loss, all of it was forced into those two words, most likely the last he'd get to say to her.

As he approached he felt the light from the doorway wash over him, until he was standing fully illuminated and exposed for her to see.

 

[Mayu]

She didn't know what was going on, all she heard was the pain. It was almost like she was kicked in the gut, but she heard him. His voice was different, much deeper but still like his old voice. But when she saw him, her hand dropped down to her side. "Your a....Shapeshifter?" she said rather surprised, but most importantly not afraid. Her mind had to collect itself, taking in what he had been hiding. "I now understand" Moving in closer so he could feel her body heat just about. "Hunted and hated because of what you are, no one understanding what a beautiful and remarkable being you are." She stroked his cheek. Her heart no longer racing, as it beat only for him now.

"It must be hard to live alone in fear, wanting to live and to be understood. But humans are ignorant, they fear what they do not understand. To hate what they cannot control, but I was raised to love everyone. To find the good in everyone, even someone like you Sven. You deserve to be happy, to live and be left alone. Not to live down here, hiding away. I always knew you were special Sven, I could feel it. But because of your fear I could never fully understand it, but I can now." She kept stroking his cheek lovingly. "Your not alone any more Sven, you have always been by my side, through good times and bad. The only one I can talk to and fully trust with my life, you have never hurt me. And you could have easily done so."

Her voice growing more and more warm to him, her heart beating only for him. She smiled lovingly at him. "I'm not like other people Sven, I do not see you as a freak or a monster. You are beautiful to me, kind and loving, and that is why I love you more then life itself. Because you have been with me every step of the way, ever since my parents died. I want to make you happy Sven, to love you always. To show you love, so you know love instead of fear and hate. To not be ashamed of what you are, I love you Sven and nothing will change that" She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him lovingly.

 

[BrutalOm3n]

It’s not fair, he thought, while his body reacted to hers as she pressed herself against him, arms wrapping about his back. It’s just not fair.

That thought echoed in his head for a few moments as he desperately attempted to sear the feel of her body forever into his mind; he wanted nothing more than to forever remember the experience. Yet at the same time, he wanted to flee. He was terrified that at any moment she would wake up from whatever stupor she had entered when she first saw him, and that he would have to listen to her screams of horror as she fled. He shook his head slightly to rid himself of the terrible thoughts. Hadn’t she just said she loved him?

Her words had stunned him into inaction and disbelief. Was it really possible that she said all of that? He never would have believed it if she were not pressed so lovingly against his flesh, her body's heat emanating from her to warm his own. Then he felt her hand rise slowly up his back to his neck, and he felt her unspoken desire for his lips pressed against her own. His neck and back curved, almost of their own free will. He tried to remember her words as she pressed her lips against his own, realizing only then that the words held no real meaning. They were just words.

It was the love behind her embrace, the passion flowing freely from her lips to his that he listened to.

“Love me!” her embrace cried to him as her lips warmed his own, and then he returned her kiss.

“Love me!” it begged again, and the remaining vestiges of fearful resistance left inside his soul crumbled.

The years they had spent together came forth in his mind abruptly, her presence and spirit a rock he only just then realized he depended upon entirely for his sanity. He realized that all the years he had spent terrified that she would discover his secret were wasted opportunities for them to be together.

He kissed her back harder, delicately moving his lethal hands to her hips as he straightened his back from leaning down to kiss her. He brought her up off the ground easily, settling her against his bare chest, never breaking their locked lips.

Words were too cheap to use now, he realized. There was only one form of communication that would convey his feelings back to her, and they were currently engaged in doing so.

As the kiss continued, their mouths working against one another in enflamed passion, he could only repeat one thought to himself:

It’s not fair how much I love her.

 

[Mayu]

It was a wonderful feeling to be able to finally kiss him, the fear of him rejecting her all this time was a stupid one. She knew what she was getting into, she was in no trance. She had seen enough of him to know that a life with him would be dangerous, only because of people after him. But it would be a life worth living with him, she could feel his love that he held for her. And she let herself go when it came to the kiss. Lucy knew it would take a long time for him to really see she was serious about her love, to show that she wanted him permanently. Feeling him kissing her back with just as much passion made her moan a little bit. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted her up.

Part of her was excited by his body, she knew that he was deadly. That he could kill her if he wanted to, but she had full faith in him. Knowing that he would rather die then to harm her in any way, his strong arms taking hold of her. Lucy could feel the strength that he had, and realizing that he was the one that tore off the dead bolted door. She was taken back by what he could do, and added to the adventure that they would have. He picked her up almost like she was a rag doll, but he was gentle as well. She had always wanted to make love to him, and she would do it then and there. To show her passion, but to show how much she adored him.

 

[BrutalOm3n]

The exhilarating feel of her body in his arms the way he had always wanted was, to say the least, the most intimate feeling he had ever experienced. Every contour of her body pressed against his was like a continuous strike of lightning, coursing through the area of contact and charging directly into his brain, demanding that he acknowledge every inch of skin he touched.

He realized then that while he was nude from the skin-change he had just experienced, she still wore her clothing from dinner.

With great reluctance, he gently broke the lip lock they had been enjoying for the past… he couldn’t remember. Had it lasted seconds? Minutes? An hour? He dismissed the thought. It didn't matter.

Sven gently lowered her back to the ground. When her feet regained contact with the floor he took a step back, feeling the light receding from his skin as he slipped back into the darkness. After a moment he heard himself say, “I’m sorry, Lucy, for believing you wouldn’t accept what I am. I only –“ He stopped himself short, surprised he had even opened his mouth to speak. What importance did words have, now?

Well, he thought to himself, they do have some purpose.

He opened his mouth to speak again, this time with conviction. “Lucy, thank you. Thank you for being the wonderful person you are; for being the companion I had so desperately searched for throughout my life. I love you, completely. My entire life was a meaningless cycle of hunting and hiding, never resting, never feeling, up to the day I met you. Seeing you that day three years ago, I knew, somewhere deep in my soul, that you were unique. Since then, I've feared losing you. I feared that if I showed you what I am you would be terrified, as so many others have throughout the past. Words can’t truly convey the depth of my feelings for you. I would die a million deaths before I let you come to harm. I love you, and I always will.”

He turned away from her and to his over-sized futon, partly out of half-remembered modesty and partly from desire for her body next to his. His mind projected the echoes of sounds against his memories of the room, and he saw the room not through sight, but through hearing.

Arriving at his destination, he reached for a mechanism he kept close to the futon at all times. His hand enveloped the object, and he triggered one of the switches. A soft overhead light clicked on and illuminated him as he sat on top of the futon.

He turned his head towards the sound of her breathing, distinctly different than the other sounds in the room.

“Please,” he asked, with a hint of worry still evident in his tone that he couldn’t yet get rid of. “Stay here with me.”

He faltered, almost failing to voice his true request.

Finally, he pushed himself to say it.

“Please, let me make love to you.”

 

[Mayu]

Lucy listened to him, hearing what he had to say. She smiled some as she heard his thoughts, she could almost feel what he felt. Looking at him lovingly, as he turned away. She didn't know what to say to him, but he didn't give her a chance to really say anything. When he moved away she finally saw more light. And saw more of him, but her opinion and reaction never changed. She smiled watching him sit down, but what he asked her next surprised her. He wanted her to stay, to feel there bodies together. But he wanted much more then that, he wanted to make love to her. To finally express his love for her, she didn't know what to say.

"Sven..." She said softly, she couldn't think of anything else to say.

She walked up to him as she slowly removed her shoes, since they were killing her feet. But as she walked over to him, she slowly unzipped her dress and let it fall off of her. By the time she got up to him, she was completely naked. Sitting down beside him she placed her hand on his cheek again, moving his head so he was facing her. "Your not going to be alone again, I want a future with you. I would even like to give you children, no matter how they would come out. They would be beautiful just like you" She kissed him softly, stroking his bare chest. Showing she was naked.

"Take me Sven, make me yours"

 

[BrutalOm3n]

The sounds of her undressing were delightfully intoxicating. The soft rasp of her boots sliding down her legs as she slipped them slowly off her feet enraptured him. The sound of the zipper on her dress being released forced a gasp from his throat. The soft whisper of fabric dropping to the ground as she started towards him caused him to being to stir with arousal.

He realized then that although she was now in a state of almost complete undress, he had never seen her fully nude. Vivid memories of previous encounters raced into his mind’s eye, demanding that he acknowledge the few times he had accidentally-on-purpose stumbled into her room only to find her in various states of undress, as well as other less deviant (but still incredible) recollections of Lucy in her swimwear.

The first memory to wrestle its way to the forefront was one in which he had caught her struggling into a tight pair of jeans. He remembered the way the muscles in her gorgeous legs flexed and relaxed as she danced about, and he recalled her heart-stopping ass, concealed as it was behind the blue hipster panties she had worn that day. He had fled the scene before she could see him ogling her.

Another scene demanded its screen-time and abruptly pushed the delightful images of her legs and ass off to the side. This time Lucy was stretched out on a lounge chair next to her private pool as he swam laps. He remembered taking a break at the side of the pool closest to her, his arms hanging over the side of the pool to hold him up. He looked up at her, meaning to engage her in conversation, when the words died in his throat as he realized that from his current position in the pool he could see more of her breasts than he ever had before. He thought she had probably shifted her bikini top around to even out her tan lines, but he didn’t know for sure. All that mattered to him was the view of her firm breasts and their soft, unblemished skin exposed to his hungry eyes. He stared intently at where he thought he could see the beginnings of her areolae under her top and lost himself in the sight momentarily. He came to rather quickly and realized that if she looked away from her magazine and over to him, she’d see him with his jaw agape, staring at her tits. He flung himself in the water and dove underneath the surface with the vision etched into his mind.

The many memories of similar encounters flashed by his mind’s eye until they abruptly stopped. He noticed only then that Lucy was sitting down next to him, her lovely scents washing over him as he breathed her in deeply. Her hair smelled of cherry blossoms, which calmed and soothed his body even as it aroused him. He was also able to pick up the faint scent of her desire. That scent forced his stirring loins to harden faster, and he felt the arousal course through his body.

Her hand on his cheek once again sent shocks along his spine. As she turned his head and kissed him again, those shocks intensified, and he felt a shudder run down his back from pleasure. The hand stroking his chest left burning trails of desire on his skin.

Finally, her words acted as the final catalyst to bring his loins to full arousal. His member had retained its human shape, and was the same in all aspects but color. However, it had also felt the effects of his shape-shift. It had grown from his natural form’s six inch length and was now approximately an inch thicker in circumference, as well as three inches longer. A flicker of doubt crossed his mind as he belatedly remembered that Lucy was a virgin, and as such might very well be unprepared for him.

Attempting to banish the thought, he resolved that he would instead pleasure her through other means, even if she were unable to accept him inside of her.

Gently, he pressed his hands against her bare shoulders and gently lowered her down onto the futon with him, until they were lying next to one another on the mattress. He brought his lips back to hers, seeking the pleasure of her lips as his hand began to explore her body, the tactile response forming an metaphysical image of her in his mind, since he could not see her in a physical sense.

The pseudo-Lucy, in all her naked glory, melded together with his memories of her. The woman the joining produced was, in his mind, the most beautiful woman he could fathom.

And she wanted to be with him.

 

[Mayu]

Lucy smiled at him as he lowered her down to the bed, her fingers running down his skin. But as he pressed his lips against hers again, she could feel the love, passion and all other powerful emotions. Her hands moving from his back to his chest, making sure not to scratch him with her nails accidentally. Lucy was ready for anything, when the kiss broke for some air. She began to think of something to say, but she had to admit something.

"Sven..." She said softly, she could feel herself blushing already

"I saved myself for you, I spent my whole life looking for someone special. And then you came into my life going on four years ago now, I was happy to have waited. I have waited for this moment Sven, to give my body to you. Just don't worry about hurting me Sven" She said stroking his cheek, and sounded kind of like a mother. A voice of concern could be heard, but she just wanted to get it where he wouldn't worry so much.

"So don't worry" she murmured.

 

[BrutalOm3n]

For the second time in the past hour, Lucy’s words shot straight into Sven’s soul.

The centuries he had spent alone, convinced he would continue to hide his real identity from the world as it changed around him, had only truly been to prepare him for Lucy and his love for her.

All that didn’t matter in that moment, as he felt the pads of his large hands come to rest on the pliant flesh of her breasts. Having previously retracted the claw-like appendages from his hands, he was able to enjoy her without fear of ripping her to pieces. He felt her small nipples, hard with desire, press back against the smooth skin of his palm as he squeezed her tenderly. Every tactile connection they shared was incredibly vivid in his current form, and his heightened senses registered every perfect inch of skin they touched. He released his grip upon her left breast and trailed his hand down her flawless abdomen to settle against her hip.

With his hand firmly upon her hip, he shifted upon the bed of the futon, rolling onto his back and bringing her with him. She ended up on top of him, her hips pressed against his abdomen above his waist.

He continued to lightly fondle her breasts, switching his hand between them, never losing contact with her skin. His other hand moved from her hip and dragged down and settled upon the flesh of her rump, giving it a light squeeze before he slid it up her back with a feather-light touch. He continued this for a while, one hand on her breasts, the other playing softly across her back, and waited for her arousal to reach the level of his own. He wanted her to be as ready for him as she possibly could, and planned to give her orgasmic pleasure before he sought his own release.

He waited for her before he continued his exploration, and would have kept waiting for her forever, had she asked.

He was glad she wouldn’t.

 

[Mayu]

She smiled as she felt him touch her, he was very gentle with her. His claws gently crossing her skin, she was beyond happy. Feeling him massage her breasts made her moan a lot and made her moan loudly. "Mm mm Sven..." She said softly, of course loud enough for him to hear. She couldn't help but keep her smile on her face, running her hands down his chest. But then he changed and soon, he moved so she was on top of him. Feeling his hands on her behind, Lucy looked down at him as she moved her head back, she felt herself already getting pretty wet. She had waited a very long time for this moment with him.

And nothing would stop this, since she had made sure while she followed. That no one had followed her, knowing he was being hunted now she silently vowed to herself to allow herself to help protect him. But now that fell to the back of her head and moved her head back as she felt his hand squeezing a breast, her heart pounding deeply.

 

[BrutalOm3n]

Sven could feel his need pulsing in time with his heartbeat. He brought both hands up to her shoulders and then started the now-familiar course down her back. He paused his journey briefly at her ass once more, and this time he pressed both his hands into her firm cheeks. As the fingers of one hand tickled her backside, he drew the other around and to her front again, this time resting directly above her pubic area.

The hand resting below her navel began its journey again, his fingers exploring as they quested lower. He encountered no hair as his hand slid down to her lips, and the revelation brought about another large throb from his erect manhood. He lightly fondled her, sliding his fingers through her crevice, feeling her wet desire coat the tips of his fingers.

He maintained his control over his more animalistic desire to toss her down on her stomach and ram himself deep into her virgin passage. His feral instincts as a predator called to him, telling him that he needed to claim this female as his own, and use her to birth his offspring, ensuring the survival of his genes, but more importantly, his race. He was again reminded of his status as the last of his kind, and how the humans that hunted him had become increasingly more efficient as technology advanced.

Forcing himself to wait and collect himself, he resumed his fondling after the short pause. He knew that she was in heat; that she wanted him. He slipped two of his fingers down her lips to her entrance, holding them there, fingertips covered with her desire, and waited for her to sink down upon them. He would hold them steady for her; let her adjust to them at her own pace. He wouldn’t dare to cause her any discomfort.

 

[Mayu]

He was beyond gentle with her, when she knew that he had primal needs. She could read his body language, and yet he was gentle. He didn't dare even take her then and there, which meant the world to her. With his touching all over her slowly, she moaned even louder. Her virgin body had never been touched like this, and it was a feeling that almost over loaded her senses. Lucy rested her hands on his chest, as she felt his fingers going down to her womanhood. And knew herself she was rather wet, and knew that was part of what he was waiting for. But when she felt his fingers enter her, she moaned a bit and she slowly moved her body down on his fingers and gasped a little bit.

Her body was getting used to his fingers, in her body, her heart was beating pretty quick. "God Sven I want you!" she said almost pleading.

 

[BrutalOm3n]

Her delightful moans as she lowered herself onto his fingers gave him great satisfaction. He took pleasure at seeing enjoying hers, and reveled in the feel of her sex clenching his fingers tightly. The feel of her as she rose up and down on his digits, her passage relaxing slightly as she grew accustomed to the invading fingers, was intoxicating.

When he heard her call out her need for him, he couldn’t hold back any longer.

He let her enjoy his fingers for a few minutes longer before he moved the hand currently on her ass up to her stomach, and he gently held her up as she raised herself up his fingers once more. He slipped his fingers from her crevice, glistening with her juices, as he reached down to his aching member. He gripped his shaft and distributed the fluid covering his fingers onto the crown.

He swallowed hard as he forced himself to remain calm as he asked her, “Are you sure you want this? Once we start…” he trailed off, trying to find the right words. He began again, “Once we start, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop until I’ve spent myself inside you, and claimed you as my mate.” He struggled with stringing the words together.

His race, back when others of his kind still lived, had a unique mating ritual. When two members of the pack found each other attractive, the two would begin a period of courtship similar to the relationships humans had in the “dating” stage. However, these relationships were almost entirely non-physical: there was no sexual interaction. The pack leader would observe the two potential mates as they became more familiar with each other’s minds, and more importantly, each other’s hearts. Once the pack leader felt the two had spent enough time together, and that they truly desired one another, he would give permission for them to consummate their desires.

The two would embrace, whether publicly or privately, and engage themselves in their desires. At the moment of climax, however, the male would undergo a slight change: his saliva would briefly become acidic. He would then choose an area on his mate to lick, thus marking her with his acidic saliva, and the slight burn would cause a permanent discoloration of the area, forever marking her as his.

The final piece, the one he was having the most trouble with voicing to Lucy, was that there was no “trial and error” period for his race regarding pregnancy. Even if Lucy was not menstruating, his seed would impregnate her, without fail. The words caught in his throat each time he tried to broach the subject.

“Lucy, I need you to know: this is going to change you forever. You won’t age like your other friends, and you won’t weaken with sickness. You’ll be like me; immortal, lest our bodies be destroyed. What’s more… if you let me do this, I’ll have to mark you as mine. And…finally…I’ll have to…I’ll have to release myself inside you. I won’t be able to stop until that occurs. And…when we’re finished…you’ll be pregnant with my child. There’s no doubt about it.”

He quivered with need, his member tantalizingly close to her pussy, as he exercised the last remnants of his restraint, waiting for her answer. He knew he should have told her this before bringing her to the bed, he just couldn’t help himself.

He waited for her response, barely keeping his feral instincts from taking over his mind.

 

[Mayu]

She had no idea what to expect, she knew very little about his kind since they were just about dead. But now that didn't matter, as she got used to his fingers he let her go. But knew he was ready to go farther, but he warned her. Asking if she was sure about going through with this, she was about to ask how it would change her. But she didn't need to ask he told her on his own, hearing about being his mate but also to bare his children. Lucy had no idea if she would make a good mother, but she didn't let that worry her. Seeing the need in his body, she tried to think of how to respond. To live forever, to never age. It almost scared her but then excited her, to spend forever with the man she loved was a gift.

Finally she stroked his cheek, silently cleared her throat and had a smile in her voice. "I understand Sven, but I'm not afraid. I would rather spend eternity with you, then only having one life time with you. I want to spend forever with you, to stand by your side through good times and bad. I will never leave you, I love you Sven very much. And I will bare your children, I will give you as many children as you want" She said lovingly and kissed him lovingly, but when the kiss broke she smiled again.

"Don't hold back, I accept you and your primal instincts"

 

[BrutalOm3n]

That did it. Sven’s frayed remnants of self-restraint finally snapped. His predator’s instincts took control of his mind and body, the need for his mate encompassing him completely.

He shifted his hips slightly, and pushed her towards his waist with the hand on her stomach. He felt the head of his engorged member, slick with her juices, as it pressed against her lips. He let a moan, much more feral than anything before it, and slipped the crown of his cock into the entrance of her pussy.

He growled as the pleasurable sensations washed over him. Although he had many snake-like characteristics, none of those presented themselves in this. His mind was that of a panther’s in heat, his lust overpowering his human sensibilities.

He began to thrust into her, his shaft disappearing into her, when suddenly he felt a resistance at the head of his cock. The human part of him struggled with his feral self, attempting to force himself to slowly let her adjust to him, and to break her maidenhead as gently as possible. However, his feral instincts were too strong to overcome entirely now.

He managed to make himself thrust against her maidenhead softer than his feral mind demanded, but rougher than his human sensibilities would have liked. With that barrier behind him, Sven continued to press his hips up to hers, his back rising from the mattress as he sank lower into her depths.

Her tight channel gripped him strongly as it struggled to accommodate his girth and size. He noticed that he wouldn’t be able to fit entirely inside her yet. His human self once again asserted itself, forcing Sven’s feral side to wait momentarily, giving Lucy a much needed respite after the sudden invasion of his member inside her. He couldn’t keep himself still very long, once again reaching an unwilling compromise from both halves, and began to lower himself back to the bed, growling his pleasure as her walls pressed against his shaft.

He began a steady rhythm, raising himself up into her as he gripped her hips and simultaneously caused her to lower herself onto him.

The panther took over once more, and Sven’s human self was pushed entirely off into the subconscious. It wouldn’t come back until he had expended his pleasure inside of his new mate.

 

[Mayu]

It was then she knew that he was changing, looking at him she felt the primal part take over. Lucy knew this was going to be very hard on her small body, but now things were going to change a bit. When he slid her down more, she gasped out feeling as he burst through her maidenhead, her insides gripping his shaft as he slowly began to make his shaft go farther into her. Nothing seemed to matter any more, her body was on fire. The pain turning into pure pleasure, her hands resting on his chest. Lucy knew that she hadn't had all of him inside her yet, so she decided to force herself to take him.

Lucy moved down on him, crying out as she forced her body to take him. Until finally he was all the way inside of her, she stopped for a moment as her body got used to his girth. But everything started to speed up, as he started to thrust up into her body. She moved her hips into him, thrusting her hips into his own and it made her feel incredible, to share her body with a man not a monster. To make it a special time for them, she knew his instincts were in full gear. But she trusted in him and knew that she was safe with him, she was still tight around him. And she forced herself to not have her first orgasm already, her insides gripping him.

 

[BrutalOm3n]

Sven growled again as he felt her press down on him, trying to fit his whole girth into her newly-deflowered cleft. Finally, the feat was managed: she had him pressed into her all the way up to the hilt.

It had been a great many years since Sven had enjoyed any carnal delights, and all of his past experiences were in his human forms. He had never been with another member of his race; the last few besides him had died in a raid by the humans nearly five hundred years ago.

Sven could feel his pleasure mounting quickly, his seed boiling as it was prepared for its journey into Lucy. He was still a few minutes away and his feral half desired even greater pleasure.

He roughly twisted his hips and turned his body around, forcing Lucy onto her back on the bed. He planted his elbows on either side of her shoulders as he plowed his hips down into her tight channel, pushing her ass into the bed on each downward stroke. He picked up his pace, slamming their hips together rapidly as he brought himself closer to release.

Somewhere in the recess of his mind, in the area his human personality had been confined, came a half-remembered thought about making Lucy orgasm before he achieved his own. Sven’s feral half barely registered the reminder as it continued single-mindedly towards his release.

He could feel the orgasm approaching, and Sven’s human side hoped she was able to enjoy what he was currently doing to her.

 

[Mayu]

Lucy moaned loudly as he forcefully moved her, but even if his primal side took over there was still plenty of Sven in him. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing her fingers into his back. She could tell he was getting ready for his orgasm, but she knew that she was going to get hers before his. And knew that was something he really wanted, that's how he was to please her before himself. Closing her eyes she moved her head back moving her hips into him as he thrusted into her. She moaned his name loudly and dug her fingers into him, making sure not to hurt him, she threw her head back and her orgasm hit her hard.

Her panting was almost out of control, until she was able to relax. She moaned softly as her heart was slowly starting to relax it's beat's. When she opened up her eyes she stroked his cheek lovingly, and leaned up kissing him lovingly. Allowing all of her feelings for him to pour into the kiss, a hot and feverish type kiss showing how happy she was with him. She knew she had a lot to learn about him, but she wanted to learn from him, because now he wasn't alone and never would be again.