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 Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 2:51 pm
D'mitri's mind was in a spin. She was...doing things to him. On purpose. And he let her. Barb was an interesting female that seemed unafraid of anything around her. Their first encounter was...irritating to say the least, but he couldn't help but find himself attracted to her. Her previous words echoed in his mind: 'The Monster that I am.' She was proud of herself, proud of what and who she was. That made him grow with a bit of envy. Barb looked just as atrocious as he did, and yet she didn't let it bother her. She walked with her head high and with no lingering doubt about her. The mare took what she wanted and didn't look back it seemed...
Could he? His mind became clouded as she began to brush herself against him each time she stretched. Wait did she just say something? He wasn't exactly paying attention to her words at the moment. And then suddenly she wasn't talking...verbally anyway. Her body was doing some enticing dance that made things...difficult. Each time D'mitri took in a breath, all he could smell was her. He thought he would go insane from all of the friction between them. He growled as she scratched against him; her spines were pleasant on his frame which made him push his chest against her neck more. It didn't take long for D'mitri to realize that he would probably never get this chance again for as long as he lived...there would be no one else to...He gave in. His thinking mind automatically shut off. For all intents and purposes,she had won and he didn't care. Noises of their coupling filled the forest as nature took its course.
The next few days were filled with the same thing: hunting, sleeping, mating, and then hunting again. He spent all of his time with Barb not even thinking of anything else. His underbelly and legs were often scratched from their times, but he was content on letting his body heal naturally - and D'mitri was a quick healer. All his life he had been looking for something...acceptance...and he found it. Slowly, he felt himself growing into something...and Barb was to thank for that.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 2:56 pm
Barb had succeeded! She had this male wrapped around her hoof so to speak as he gave everything over to her. She was careful not to accidentally gore him with parts of her body, but for the general idea, he was hers until she had no further use of him.
Their days were spent together constantly looking for the next meal and a place to rest and copulate. Her mind was intent on gaining whatever she could from him. However, he started to grow needy. Starting to grow clingy. He was turning into a big baby! Always seeking affection, always seeking something more from her. What happened to the independent stallion that she had found a while ago? He was starting to become too much. She wasn't sure if she was able to keep this up for long... And then the feeling hit her. That one day she awoke and realized that there was something...something growing inside of her. A wicked smile spread across her face as she looked at the sleeping brute that lay beside her having placed one of his wings over her body. Finally!
She moved away from him rather quickly and acted as if she was going to eat some leftovers. He awoke as soon as she moved and stood rather quickly. The stallion came forward and started to nibble on her neck. Immediately she tensed her spines as his cries of surprise and pain hit her ears. She turned and snarled at him baring her fangs. "Sorry, D'mitri, but no more. I want nothing more from you. It's been fun, though. I will think of you fondly." The mare spoke harshly as her spines rattled against each other. "Oh don't look so stupid and confused. Like anyone would truly love a beast like you." Barb cackled.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 3:03 pm
D'mitri didn't think life could get much better. They had had another successful night of hunting and a night of bliss to follow. Everything was perfect as he slept hard beside the female. When she awoke to feed, he thought it nice to come behind her and show his affection. D'mitri was shocked to be attacked by a female that had been spending so much time with him. A look of confusion crossed his face as blood poured down the side of his neck. "Barb...?" He tilted his head watching her a little. There was a pain growing in his chest.
Her words sliced at him more than any physical thing could. She had...used him? For what? Protection? Food? His gaze must have given him away for she berated him even further. Her words stung his heart as he looked away for a moment fighting the tears in his eyes. He had spent what seemed like an eternity of bliss with this female and she...she tossed him aside as if it were nothing. As if he were nothing. D'mitri attempted to come forward again. "Barb I...I don't understand...what did I...?" His face looked somber as he looked down and then away from her, anger starting to pull at his heart.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 3:08 pm
Oh fates! He didn't understand! Behind that rough exterior, he was just a child wanting to be lead. The mare rolled her eyes a little pacing him with a menacing gaze as she kept her spines up. D'mitri came forward and she lunched at him with her horns grazing his cheek just underneath his eye. "Understand this, D'mitri," she spat his name with a poison it felt like. "You are worthless. No one will ever love you. No one will ever care about you. No one will be willing to lay with you. I simply took pity on you, and I find that you are not what you seem. You aren't a real dragon, you pitiful excuse of an azrein. You have power, and all you want is to be accepted. Force the acceptance! Be a stallion!" She raged on coming forward to feint her charges at him causing him to back up into the forest. Barb became annoyed and through a brash reaction, she charged forward hitting him square in the chest causing his head to turn in an attempt to run, but ended up smacking his head hard against a tree. She saw his eyes widen and before he could react she jumped forward and smacked her hoof against his face causing him to hit his head again. Barb sneered as the stallion went down like a ton of bricks.
"How the mighty fall hard..." She snorted. "You will be nothing." She whispered harshly in his ear before turning and storming off through the forests in the opposite direction. Her mission was complete. It was time to go for stage two.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 3:16 pm
D'mitri continued to back away attempting not to harm the female. It took everything in him not to attack her as much as he wanted to. For the most part, he could dodge her physical attempts, but her words kept cutting at him into the very inside of his core. Here he thought he had found somone that truly understood him and his plight. But...she was a fraud. She was a fake. She only used him and hurt him and was shoving salt into the wound.
She wasn't making any sense. He knew that Barb wasn't the typical female, but she was down right wretched. All this anger built up inside of him. What had he done to deserve this? Then she attacked. D'mitri couldn't do anything and attempted to run. It was then that he felt a sickening sound against his head. His eyes widened from the surprise and the pain. His body faltered and again he felt the attack - this time much worse. The stallion closed his eyes as he fell against the ground, his body shaking from the impacts. D'mitri felt himself falling into a blackness that he could not seem to escape. He could barely hear the female's last words much less her departure.
When he awoke, things were different. His mind was hurting badly. He felt...strange. Was this really his body? He took a look at his wings and his frame still trying to figure things out. Why was he here? There was an obvious smell in the air and it made him regurgitate is last meal. The stallion coughed standing a little feeling his body shake. What had happened to him. His head was burning...He shook his head a little unable to remember much save for some violent images which just made things worse. Strangely, he felt like he had been punctured and scratched all along the underneath of his body. What on earth had he done? D'mitri swallowed moving his muscles attempting to see if anything was broken. Nothing it seemed...
He gave a grunt walking forward at a leisure pace wanting nothing more than to get away from the area. Maybe he would figure out what happened...maybe not...but in his heart of hearts, D'mitri knew that he would probably not want to know what happened. The blow to his head had made him forget something...someone...he didn't know. All he figured was that it would probably be for the best...
He was hungry. He needed to feed. And that was all that he wanted to do. D'mitri had fully become the primal beast he knew he was. There wasn't anything more to him anymore. Most of the intelligence he had was gone now...and he thought that it was better this way not to remember who he used to be.
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