The Outlook

[Annisthyrienne]

With a nod, I understood.

Your wish is my command. Very well, I shall be on my way.

Kissing her lips gently with a smile, I dressed before leaving Thyri's side, wandering down the beach back to home.

I watch him go, somewhat bittersweet. It was an amazing way to get to know someone, and I am already looking forward to a visit to his temple. More 'devotions' are definitely in order.

Before slipping back into my clothes, I decide to go for a refreshing swim in the welcoming sea, renewing my energies with natures own.

Afterwords, I return up the beach to the Outlook, a contented feeling inside. My mood is so bright, as I climb the steps, finding Luna in one of the comfortable seats and the Witch nearby. I detour over to plant a kiss on their cheeks. No doubt Luna can scent what I've been up to, but that's what the Outlook was created for: getting to know new people. I smile a warm smile at the wolf woman and her consort.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Looking up from my paper, my forehead slightly puckered as I feel Thyri's lips touch my face. A hint of masculine smell and her own arousal brushes my sensitive nose. I drop the pen and look at her, eyes glistening delightedly.

Hey, Thyri. Long time, no see.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

"I've missed you, Luna. You still owe me a good cum. Someday soon, I intend to collect. Someday when we are both well rested and can be.....vigorous."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Slow, wicked smile. Eyes drift up over soft curves.

Oh darlin'. I don't have to be vigorous. And I will tell you a secret.

Voice drops into the lower registers as I stand and move closer, my lips hovering at her ear.

You won't have to be either. The only thing you have to do...when it's time....is lay there, look pretty and moan.

Stepping back with another wicked grin...

 

[Annisthyrienne]

My answering smile threatens to split my face, but her words have thrilled me so!

I try to maintain my cool elvish aloofness, but I know it's useless to pretend to a person who can smell how aroused she just made me.

"Lie there and moan? Well, I think I can handle that." A flirty wink, a lingering touch, full of promises, and then I must seek my rest for a bit.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Of course you can, darlin'. I believe you will be quite good at it.

Sinking back into my chair and picking up my notebook.

You look exhausted. One hopes to see you...soon.

Inhales her scent. Locks it away for another day.

Don't be a stranger, pretty Thyri.

 

[dragonrazor]

*clears throat* Hello, Vulfen

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Looks up from her contemplation of the book

hey hey, dragon kin!!

 

[dragonrazor]

Looks up from her contemplation of the book

hey hey, dragon kin!!

How goes? *is playing castlevania while waiting for an appointment*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Same crap, different day, draggy.

You?

 

[dragonrazor]

Same crap, different day, draggy.

You?

Eh, about the same as usual. Might not be making pizza tonight. We should have at least fried the hamburger already (mom uses hamburger, pepperoni, olives, and such)

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Eh, about the same as usual. Might not be making pizza tonight. We should have at least fried the hamburger already (mom uses hamburger, pepperoni, olives, and such)

*cries, pouts and debates working on her last owed post*

dammit, you suck!!!

 

[dragonrazor]

*cries, pouts and debates working on her last owed post*

dammit, you suck!!!

Okay, looks like we are still planning on making pizza. It just may be a late supper tonight. Gomen *huggles*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Okay, looks like we are still planning on making pizza. It just may be a late supper tonight. Gomen *huggles*

*hops up, snuggles draggy*

Ok, doesn't matter. I don't get off until 7 pm anyway. Tis a 12 hour day today.

 

[dragonrazor]

*hops up, snuggles draggy*

Ok, doesn't matter. I don't get off until 7 pm anyway. Tis a 12 hour day today.

Ick, poor Luna *huggles again* I have an appointment in about an hour. When we get back, I'll probably be the one doing the cooking.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Ick, poor Luna *huggles again* I have an appointment in about an hour. When we get back, I'll probably be the one doing the cooking.

You can cook??

*looks shocked and amazed*

Sweet!

 

[dragonrazor]

You can cook??

*looks shocked and amazed*

Sweet!

I pride myself on my baking and my stirfry. But yes, you give me a recipe and I can cook just about anything. I avoid anything containing mushrooms however (I'm allergic to them and don't feel comfortable handling them)

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I love certain types of mushrooms, but can not cook them right because they end up rubbery.

sighs and stands up to stretch

I am thinking 5 posts in 5 different threads is enough thought for today...

 

[dragonrazor]

Heh. So did you read any of those links?

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Heh. So did you read any of those links?

I have been reading those links...I access LIT from my phone and saved that PM just so I could read em when I am home...

 

[dragonrazor]

*grins* You need a laptop or something.

I just looked up information on replacement batteries for my GBA SP. It'll only cost me 7 dollars for a higher capacity one for it. Not bad.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

*grins* You need a laptop or something.

I just looked up information on replacement batteries for my GBA SP. It'll only cost me 7 dollars for a higher capacity one for it. Not bad.

Yeah, yeah. I know.

sighs and touches chin...

Thinks I need to run away for a bit...

 

[dragonrazor]

Back. Hamburger in the pan and frying.

 

[fr33ks33k]

*The night is dark, save the moon and stars out dancing in the sky. Their glow is cast upon the waves gently crashing on the shores beneath the Outlook. Amidst the glow a single figure is seen stumbling a path across the rocks outcropping the many coves along the sands. A shimmer of amber can be seen if one looks closely. He's taken his bottle with him as he wanders out by the sea, enjoying the salty air. His vision isn't quite blurred, but it is unsteady. Finally, possibly mercifully, he seats himself on a particularly high jutting of rock, legs akimbo beneath him. A swig from his bottle and he smiles at the moon, knowing that it watches him even as he watches it. Over his shoulder, the lights of the Outlook burn like a beacon, but for now he is content to be alone with the breaking waves. Another glance over his shoulder reveals no one else on the beach, but he can swear he sees movement on the edges of his vision. Perhaps it is the result of too many drinks. Perhaps not.*

 

[fr33ks33k]

*As the moon becomes enshrouded in clouds, he wanders back toward the stairs of the Outlook. His footsteps are becoming more steady as the stupor of his drinking fades. He climbs the stairs with nary a stumble on the steep incline to the Outlook proper. His eyes are less cloudy, his gaze more focused. The bottle in his hand is placed on the bar, to be put away by the staff. He manages to make his way to a chair and collapses into it, thankful for the comforting cushions. His eyes drift shut, not to sleep but solely to relax. Surely he will make it to his bed to sleep this night....*