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Post by sillygoth on Jan 28, 2009 0:16:56 GMT -6
"You think you're the only one to thing about....us?" he asked her.
"Granted, there's just a couple of things I haven't thought about, and I'd probably ought to get them out of the way."
"First," he asked, "Would me becoming a werewolf change the way you think of me, or the way I think of you?"
"Second," he asked her, "We've both walked a lonely path until chance, or fate, or destiny, or whatever brought us together. I'm tired of walking the lonely path, aren't you?"
"Third," he asked, "Will this mean that I can walk by your side on four legs or two...that I can curl up with you, nose to tail, or snuggled on a couch...that I can keep you safe, whether with magic or fangs?"
"Iris...I didn't believe in a lot of things, until we met. I didn't believe in love as a possibility for me. I didn't believe in magic. I didn't believe in werewolves, and I certainly didn't believe in the idea of soul mates. But in you...I've found all of them."
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Post by Iris Robina on Jan 28, 2009 15:49:15 GMT -6
The female werewolf smiled at him, her face lighting up and making her eyes shine.
"No, I guess I'm not the only one..." she whispered to him. "And if you became a werewolf, I would never think of you different...maybe a little furrier..." She laughed at that, shaking her head. "God, I am so tired of being lonely...and I don't want to stay lonely...having to lose everyone while I live on, it is going to be so hard..." Her voice dropped a level with the sadness of that statement.
"And if you do become one of my kind, then yeah you'll be able to curl up next to me however the hell you want...human, wolf, it won't matter to me...as long as you're there..." She rested her head against his chest gently, running her hand up and down his arm.
"I think I've found everything I was looking for in you as well, Don..." she said quietly, truthfully. She met his gaze and smiled from ear to ear, then wrapped one arm around his neck to hold him close. "And I guess I can't stop you if you do want to become a wolf...but I'll tell you now...it's going to hurt...at first..."
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Post by sillygoth on Jan 28, 2009 16:20:28 GMT -6
"Not as much as saying goodbye," Donovan whispered in her ear.
He kissed her first on the forehead, then on the cheek, then on the lips, his hand playing with her hair, stroking her face.
A million thoughts flooded through his mind as they stood there in a quiet silence. He'd now outlive his mother and his father. He'd bury every friend he had, and probably ever would have.
It frightened him slightly. Nothing overpowering, but the weight of what he was about to let happen settled on him nonetheless. He knew it certainly wasn't a decision to be taken lightly.
"I want this, Iris," he said, almost inaudibly, "I'm ready."
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Post by Iris Robina on Jan 28, 2009 16:36:41 GMT -6
"Yes..that would hurt more, I guess..." she giggled calmly. Iris stared into his face and nodded in agreement, then closed her eyes while he kissed her face and then her lips. A shiver ran through her, although she felt her blood heating up quickly. He said he wanted it, that he was ready, but she wanted to make sure of it first. She didn't want him to be uncertain at all, since this was about to change his entire existence, his entire future.
"No...not yet..." she whispered right back, her eyes boring into his. Without another thought, she planted her lips on his firmly, wrapping one arm around his neck and her hand gripping his hair lightly. She moved closer, closing the space between them as her eyes closed and she just kissed him, not caring about any other thoughts or anyone else.
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Post by sillygoth on Jan 28, 2009 16:51:21 GMT -6
Donovan returned the kiss with equal passion, letting himself go. Whether or not anyone else was still in the house was a moot point; all he wanted was her.
He ran a hand along her back, firmly gripping her neck with the other. He pulled her in tight to him, their clothes the only barrier between them now.
Wave after wave of what he called perfection washed over him. Stars exploded behind his closed eyelids, and his heart triphammered. Admitting to her all that he'd felt seemed to only have intensified everything, as though keeping it all pent up had dulled what he felt before.
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Post by Iris Robina on Jan 28, 2009 17:04:55 GMT -6
Her wolf instincts were yelling at her, telling her to just let go of everything else, to throw her rationality out the window...and she was extremely close to following it! She was aware that he returned her kiss, and he was putting as much force behind it as her. Heat practically flowed from her body at that point, her werewolf side firing up her body quicker than normal humans. She put a hand to the back of his neck, and she could feel her hot hand stinging him, but she didn't care. He probably didn't mind, either, since he was still kissing her.
She wrapped her other arm around him and gasped slightly as he pulled her against him and then proceeded to kiss him harder, letting his hand roam across her back and smiled, grabbing him and pulling him even closer to her body. She was inwardly cursing their clothes at that moment and without thinking first, let herself nip his lower lip once out of playfulness.
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Post by sillygoth on Jan 28, 2009 18:00:18 GMT -6
"God Damn, she's boiling hot!" Donovan thought, feeling her temperature positively soaring. He was acutely aware of how hot her hand was on his neck, but he didn't care. Endorphins were flowing through his body, dulling any pain he was feeling.
She nipped his lip in a moment of playful passion. "Did she just draw blood?" he wondered momentarily, because it was a rather firm nip.
He didn't bother checking, instead pushing her back slightly, guiding her against the nearest wall.
He pressed into her again, nuzzling her neck for a moment, flicking a tongue against her boiling hot flesh, before returning to kiss her more, grinding against her in what could only be described as an instinctual, almost primal way.
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Post by Iris Robina on Jan 28, 2009 18:33:54 GMT -6
Iris sighed against his mouth, enjoying the heat they made as they kissed. He pushed her back against the wall, and she gasped slightly, but then started to trail her lips down his jaw to his neck softly. He was nuzzling and licking her neck, and a gentle whimper of pleasure escaped her lips as she glanced at him with a smile. Her arms were around him, and she felt his body grinding against hers. She kissed his lips passionately and pulled him into her chest on the wall behind her. She moved her body against his, not letting up on her kisses or the heat she was giving his body from hers.
"Don..." was the only word she could form to whisper against his lips.
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Post by sillygoth on Jan 28, 2009 19:01:56 GMT -6
Donovan was nearly beyond speech, his mind whirling in an infinite number of directions and none all at the same time. He smiled at her, staring at her with hungry eyes between kisses. "I...Iris," he managed to stammer as she ran her mouth down his jawline. It was almost too much to try and form words.
He returned to her neck, licking first at one side, then the other, nipping gently, feeling the heat from her body never ebbing. The grinding of her body against his was only intensifying every other sensation, turning the whole experience into a maelstrom of passion and pleasure.
He slid a free hand under her shirt, rubbing her back, tracing his nails lightly along the small of her back, pulling her back into him again as he returned to kissing her again.
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Post by Iris Robina on Jan 28, 2009 23:36:06 GMT -6
She was completely unaware of their surroundings now, all of her senses focused on him and the kisses that sent electric jolts through her body. The look in his eyes sent her heart racing again, and she gasped in a breath between kisses, her nails raking down his back through his shirt like claws. She let out a whimper as he nipped the skin on her neck, her eyes rolling shut again. His hand was then under her shirt, and she moved against him again, getting more comfortable with him by the second. Every instinct was needing him, wanting him, and it wasn't just physically. The wolf in her was restraining from biting him, and she fought off the primal urge as much as she could, but instead trailed her teeth lightly along his neck, nibbling the skin there as he pulled her back, kissing her. She laughed softly and kissed him back, her lips parting slightly as she felt herself letting go all connections to the outside world.
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Post by sillygoth on Jan 28, 2009 23:59:41 GMT -6
The nails down his back, her teeth on his flesh, both sent Donovan to new waves of pleasure. The heat she'd been emitting since they'd given into their passion continued to rise, but he barely noticed it.
He lifted her arms up, pulling her top off, feeling more heat rolling off of her, as more flesh was exposed. It seemed to fuel his passion more, as he kissed and stroked every bit of skin, licking and nipping it alternately.
He opened his eyes once, almost swearing that the world itself had melted away, leaving only the two of them in a formless dimension of pure pleasure. She was all he could focus on; everything else was gone. "Gods...I want you.." he managed to say, struggling to make his mouth form words....and then the primal urge took back over, and he bit her neck, letting out the smallest of growls as he did.
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Post by Iris Robina on Jan 29, 2009 0:14:47 GMT -6
She was breathing deeply and felt him lift her arms, and then her shirt was coming off. She helped him get her out of it and then returned to kissing him as fiercely as before, if not even more so. She sighed loudly as she felt his mouth covering her heated skin, and she pulled him onto her, colliding with the wall hard but not caring. Instead, she pinned her arms to the wall behind her, locking his hands with hers as she kissed his throat and smiled, her eyes heavy with desire as she still felt his lips on her skin below her neck.
Don got out three words, and Iris felt her knees start to shake as she opened her eyes slightly to stare into his. A smirk formed across her lips as she grabbed his shirt and pulled it off of him quickly, tossing it aside like it was nothing.
"Then take me..." she whispered back to him. "If you want something, then you should take it..." She became silent again as he bit her neck and growled, sending the wolf inside of her to the surface again. She growled a little herself and pulled his head back to meet hers, their lips melting against each other.
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Post by sillygoth on Jan 29, 2009 1:00:50 GMT -6
"Then take me," her words carried into his brain on her whisper of a breath. "If you want something, then you should take it."
His breath came quicker as he tugged at her fly, pinning her against the wall with his body, kissing her until he managed to get it undone with shaking hands.
His mouth moved back down her torso as he tugged her pants down slowly. He felt more heat, nearly like an inferno boiling out of her barely concealed womanhood. He tore her panties down frantically, licking at her inner thighs, inhaling the scent of her passion.
"First.." he said,nearly gasping, his muscles twitching almost of their own accord. "I'll take a taste." He wanted her, yes, but first, he wanted to taste the heat that she'd been putting off. He wanted to taste that first bit of intimacy, and buried his face at the center of her furnace, licking with what could only be described as reckless abandon.
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Post by Iris Robina on Jan 29, 2009 1:13:35 GMT -6
Iris watched him start to fumble with her pants and then her mind blurred again as he pinned her to the wall with his body. She bit her lip and trailed her tongue around his lips before kissing him hard again. He was tugging her jeans down and kissing down her chest, and she sighed happily, her hands roaming across his shoulders and neck. With every second, every piece of exposed skin was growing hotter, burning even her from the inside out.
She suddenly felt his tongue on her inner thighs and gasped in surprise, but then she smiled and pressed back against the wall, letting him continue. He was talking, his voice in a gasp, and she nodded with a raised brow. She then noticed his mouth at the center of her being, and she finally let out a moan as he licked her, her legs shaking and almost to buckling point.
"Mmhmm..." she growled with pleasure as new waves of amazing torment reached her. She was so hot there, the heat almost like a flame torching her entire body and spreading like a poison that left her moaning and gasping, wanting, needing more. Her hands moved on their own to grasp his head and pull it closer, encouraging his mouth to keep exploring. She was caught up in complete bliss and never wanted it to stop.
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Post by sillygoth on Jan 29, 2009 2:22:03 GMT -6
Donovan's senses were awash in Iris. All he smelled was her, all he tasted was her, all he touched was her, all he wanted was her.
He could hear her moans, and he felt her growing hotter with each flick of his tongue, every movement of his mouth. He wanted more, and when she began to pull his head closer, he complied, feeling and tasting the fire growing even hotter. The liquid fire rolled onto his tongue, covering it, and all he wanted was more.
Finally, Donovan could no longer the ache inside himself...the ache to take what was his. "And she is mine!"his mind roared. He tore his pants off, kicking them away, his member at rigid attention.
He lifted her up with one arm, bracing against the wall with the other, sliding in easily, gasping as he penetrated her. He grunted gutterally as he began to thrust forcefully into her, every nerve ending afire with the pinnacle of pleasure. "Mine," he said in a half-growling voice, before simply being overcome by the primal urge to simply ravage her. The overload of sensations,the smell,the pleasure,the heat,combined to render his mind incapable of speech any longer.
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