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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 9:50 pm
Ashlu was getting concerned. Her guardian shouldn't be wandering off into the snow like this. She was not a cold-weather creature- she was a demon, for goodness sake. She needed to be warm... "Allure?" More than concerned. She was scared. What if her guardian got lost out here? What if she ended up out here at night in the cold of winter? Ashlu was furred, she could handle it. But Allure... She would get so cold... Could she die? Would she die? It was a sobering thought. Obnoxious or not, she had an obligation to her guardian- to keep her warm, safe and alive. "Allure? Where are you?" She knew the voice wasn't her guardian's, but she turned around anyway, hopeful that maybe all her worries were in vain, and she could stop now. She was not prepared for the indignity of a massive pile of snow being thrown onto her. "You...!" she snarled at Azazu and Jvale, "You two... imps..." She shook herself off, but she looked hilarious. Snow frosted her mane and melted, making her lose her fluffiness. Fur stuck out at funny angles as it stood up in her anger. The snowball fight had been over, but now... oh, now... She packed a snowball with her foreclaws and pelted it right at Azazu. "You asked for it!" she snarled. Oh, she wanted to rip his head off, but she was also not actually a violent dragon. A Snowball fight would have to do.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 10:09 pm
FrostyPeaches And then it took me forever again. I put each charry in a separate post. Allure wished she wasn't so desperate. Ashlu did a good job of feeding her food, and her stomach was often warm and full. But she was a demon that fed off of base needs and desires and high emotions. Physical food only went so far, but Ashlu didn't understand what Allure needed. She didn't understand and she couldn't give her what she needed. Ashlu didn't want for anything, and was calm. She desired nothing, and so she could provide Allure with nothing. Allure starved on a full stomach. She took what she could, when she could. Guardians in need of entertainment, dragons, traders, anything. But it was all too little. She needed to need, she needed sustainence.
Which was why she hadn't left after he had let her shiver in the cold drenched in drool. She was hungry in indescribable ways and it wasn't as though she wasn't used to being treated a little rough. She WAS a demon after all. "You should believe it. I found your stick..." He was promising, at least. He'd give her something. Something... anything. "What will you do for me in return?" she purred, elongating 'return' as she tried not to wince at his rough treatment. She was only hungry. The weakness would pass. Soon. Being held, being pulled so roughly, it wasn't bad. It was a good sign. And then he dropped her forcibly in the snow. She scowled in fury. If she wasn't so desperate... And didn't like it rough... The way he was acting made her think it wasn't a mistake. Humiliation or no, it wasn't a mistake. And then he began to clean her. At first, it was discouraging. But then she saw the potential. She smiled, almost wolfishly, feeling as though a trickle of coolness ran down her parched supernatural hunger. It was enough to turn on her seductive aura to try to encourage him to do more, to go further. "Mmmm. Don't let me stop you, dragon."
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 10:29 am
"Hahaha! I could definitely do it again! But let's see if she fights back first!" He told the little Jvale. And he made a small pile of snow with his tail ready to use it for something. "IF she agrees, we can turn her into a snowdragon." Deep down, he really reallly wished Ashlu would let him put snow all over her. But the reality is, he can't because no one loves snow as much as he does.
He heard her call out "Allure". Peaking his interest, he recited the name over and over in his mind so he won't forget it. Allure... Sounds like a beautiful lady dragon or... could it be a guardian?
Azazu noticed that the female dragon had started to fight back. "AHa! this is great! I have another one to play with," his face wore a bright lit smile. He dived at her playfully, not caring if the snowballs had started to hit his body. He certainly did not use much force to knock her over. After all, male dragons are bigger. And stronger. "Could we make you into a snowdragon? If you like you can cover me with snow afterwards." He chuckled as he clings onto her, and felt her body was half warm half cold. In some areas, the snow melted faster. "Tiny over here, she wants to make snowdragons. Oh and she also called you smelly." He rested his head on her shoulder, even though he knows that a slap to his face could happen any moment now. "I'm Azazu. Remember me. I wander all over Long Dao."
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 10:55 am
 Although he may not quite understand this bipedal race, Setsuna knew one thing: All females are the same when they desire something. They will not leave their target and stick around helplessly near the male. In this case, Allure is doing the exact same thing. Dragons of both sexes used to hit on him long long ago when he was just a youngling studying about herbs and potions behind stacks of books. He thought that the vibrant concoctions must have made him look attractive but was he wrong. The dragons in the past went after him because of his physique. Dark skinned, toned, and being able to boom his voice when needed. A creepy smile spread over Setsuna's face as he kept on licking her, playing with her. Lower and lower he went, and he nibbled around her waist and licked her stomach, inches away from the xxxxxx. He couldn't help but let out a low purr and put his head between her legs... slowly... he inched forward... more and more... and he lifted his head. Allure, who was drenched in his saliva, had started to slide down his long strong neck with ease, and slid onto his back. (Sorry draco! Still need to keep it PG13. somehow lol.) He kept still, exactly where he wanted her, heart racing, and turned his head around to face her buttocks. She will have to turn herself around if she wanted to look at him. "Allurrrrre. If you feel like you're falling, don't hesistate to grab onto me. Claw into my hide if you need to <3" He licked his lips one last time, savouring the taste of another being, and started to walk away from the trees and into the snow. All this play time made him hungry. He wants to go back to his cave and eat.
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2015 11:43 am
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