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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [mature]  hunt or be hunted; mary
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    Mary
    The hound knew exactly what to say, he could always mend an issue they had. Leaving her wanting more, and she always was hungry for things she couldn't have. She may never hold his heart, but she could at least keep his mind occupied with him.

    It wasn't like Mary to keep her thoughts to herself, and with it she had to make her dislike for Valdis known. But the devil he was, was able to get the conversation back to a pleasing state. Merely brushing off most of the conversation, just noting there new ties were good.

    Her eyes follow him as he closes the gap between them, the warmth of his body pressed against hers. She can feel her heart beating faster and she finds it hard to maintain her breathing. He speaks, all words that further entangle her in his web.

    You can't , she responds to her question, reaching her muzzle out to his shoulder trailing along him as he moves. The familiar canine form shifts to the equine she rarely see's. You are all I need, he speaks and the words make her body yearn for him, all of him.

    He continues to spew out words that sound perfect, praise that she never asked for but dearly appreciates. Perhaps he is only saying it to get between her legs, but she was ready to dedicate herself to him. Was he jealous of her twins born outside of him? They were never the kind to remain loyal to each other, and he still may never....but she couldn't fight the desire that lingers in her heart for him.

    He gently touches all around her body, and when he rounds back to her head he asks what she wants. Nearly pleading for an answer, but perhaps he the answer he sought wasn't the one he was to receive.

    You, she whispers into his ear, this time she finds herself doing the dance. Her muzzle trailing his body, finding every muscle that lies on his equine body. She takes her time, allowing the tension to thicken between them both. She would savor the moment they would share, and as she rounds back to his neck she speaks again. All of you, she says as she presses her head into his neck. She moves forward until she is pressing her rump into his chest, this time it was her begging him for more.

    Long May She Reign


    @[Sinner] <3




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    Messages In This Thread
    hunt or be hunted; mary - by Sinner - 04-26-2019, 02:02 PM
    RE: hunt or be hunted; mary - by Mary - 04-26-2019, 03:24 PM
    RE: hunt or be hunted; mary - by Sinner - 04-27-2019, 01:47 PM
    RE: hunt or be hunted; mary - by Mary - 04-29-2019, 12:32 PM
    RE: hunt or be hunted; mary - by Sinner - 05-04-2019, 01:49 PM
    RE: hunt or be hunted; mary - by Mary - 05-15-2019, 12:53 PM
    RE: hunt or be hunted; mary - by Sinner - 05-16-2019, 02:24 AM
    RE: hunt or be hunted; mary - by Dracarys - 05-16-2019, 02:42 AM



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