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 Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 4:11 am
"Yes." She said simply, swiping at his face and moving from the position quickly. She wanted to prove him wrong, that as much as she wanted to be, she would never be claimed by him.
She began to taunt him, moving further away, but still circling him, her powerful gaze upon his muscular frame. "Hakan you will never claim me."
With a smirk she bounded from left to right. If he was that intent on catching her, he would chase her.
Exictement thudded in her skull, the thrill from a fight was devoloping into so much more.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 4:16 am
The claws grazed across his right cheek and sent blood trembling down into his mouth. He grimaced and spat onto the ground, raising a paw to wipe the rest from his lips.
Then with a bark of laughter he leapt for her, he would claim her, he would hurt her and he would love her.
Again thoughts of Kizuka stung at the back of his mind but he didn't care. He wanted Mbaya and he would have her.
His claws unsheathed, his hackles bristled and in his eyes there dwelled something sinister and beautiful at the same time.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 4:22 am
She felt him collide with her, but this time she was all too willing. She had felt sheer exictement as she bit him, hurt him and saw his blood run down his jet black pelt. Half of her wanted to be claimed, and the other, the free spirit wanted to be left alone.
However she couldn't help it.
Despite their obviously painful relations, she was in love with him.
Suddenly she buried her neck into his mane, licking at his neck and murmuring his name. She wanted to be hurt, she wanted to be loved, but most of all she wanted to be his.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 4:30 am
Yes, he had her!
Oh how he loved her, how he hated her, how he admired her how he loathed her. How could his enemy also be his ally?
He felt her move against him and the soft touches that were so gentle. A mix of pain and comfort was strange but very, very appealing. They could fight to show one another their affection, was that normal?
He moved his head to rest it upon her shoulder, licking across her fur, nuzzling and being so tender that his next actions may have been surpring. Yet in the next few moments he had opened his jaws was attempting to bite at her neck. One paw raised to grasp firmly at her back, claws unsheathed so he could scratch his love into her body.
These were wounds made from affection not from hate.
Mbaya brought out the masochist in him. He had never felt more alive.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 4:39 am
She matched his actions, nuzzling then biting, throwing her claws into his back. Mbaya hadn't been one for admitting her emotions, but she knew she'd never felt anything like this. She wanted to show him how much she loved him, how much she hated him, how much she wanted him.
"Hakan." She mumbled his name. "In my moment of weakness, do not forget who I am." Licking at the wounds she had created she looked up at him with a passionate gaze. "We are still the enemies, we will still fight."
She hated to admit she was weak, and she knew she'd be ashamed of these actions tomorrow, but how she was in love.
"I hate you, but Ive still fallen in love with you."
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 4:56 am
He was trembling slightly from all of the wounds that had been inflicted upon him and yet they were not enough. He wanted to be beaten, he wanted the bleed to rain from him.
For once in his life he wanted to take injuries.
"Then you are mine." He purred, rubbing the side of his face against her neck, putting his scent over her form. A mark to all others that she was owned.
"And as mine you must do as I say. Release your claws, release your fangs, release your wild and violent tendencies. Hurt the one you love, watch him suffer and in turn recieve the pain yourself."
He stepped away from her and lashed at her face with a paw, claws extended, luckily she stood a centimetre too far and his strick did not mar her face.
"Dance with me, fight with me. Yes?"
Their was passion in his eyes, lust in his eyes and he wanted to satisfy his need for pain. He would not say that he loved her until she had fought with him to all her ability.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 5:00 am
A smirk appeared on her maw and that spark returned to her eye. "Most certainly." She paused. "Only if you will do the same."
"You've claimed me, now its time to prove everything you've said, we shall fight until out blood stains this ground." She spoke passionately, rather than maliciously and she lowered herself, beginning to stalk foward.
Violently, she slashed at his face, pouncing him again. She wanted to feel his blood in her mouth, under her possesive claws. She wanted to fight with him until she could no longer walk. She wanted to feel the passion and the emotion behind their words.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 5:05 am
He growled, the sound almost flirtacious. This would be fun. He leapt back away from her swipe but soon found himself being pushed down under her weight.
With a snarl he lowered his head and gave a sharp thrust of his shoulders to try and topple her off of him, paws set firm on the ground. From where she was now he could not do much damage.
She did well to avoid him, but how much longer could she evade his grasp?
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 5:09 am
She however, judged her actions wrongly. As she pounced Hakan she felt him move and with a growl she twisted to land on her feet.
She landed below his head, and quickly aimed to bite into the nearest bit of flesh she could find in his chest. She was speed where he was strength, and that was what made the fight interesting.
Mbaya pulled away and swiped at his nose. "Having fun?" She asked.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 5:11 am
She caught him in the nose and blood pooled in his nostrils, for a moment he couldn't breath and then slowly the blood gave way to allow the passage of air.
"Oh yes, your claws are sweeter than death. They pierce my heart."
And with that said he lunged for her, his teeth trying to clip around the scruff of her neck whislt his claws scrabbled madly to claw at her own chest.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 5:13 am
Mbaya wasn't fast enough this time, and she felt Hakans claws pierce her chest and his bite grasp herneck. The pain and the exictement gave her a great adrenalin rush and for a moment she refused to fight back, standing and taking each blow as if it where a soft touch.
She gave a snarl that was almost painful and lashed out with a foreleg, aiming to slash the front of his neck, her hazel eyes wide with anticipation.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 5:17 am
And her claws struck true, slicing across his neck to leave three burning scrapes in their wake. He roared then, his blood-stained teeth glimmering in those powerful jaws.
His body trembled with pain but for now it was almost numb. Her claws felt good as they tore at him, their touch seemign affectionate rather than hateful.
He leapt back then, breaking away from her only briefly before he made to pounce her. Aiming to land on her back and pin her beneath him.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 5:22 am
What was wrong with her? Had she frozen and lost the ability to move in her usually agile ways? Or was she just allowing herself to fall under Hakans piercing claws and deadly jaws. Again he caught her. She buckled underneath his weight and lay against the ground, attempting to roll over and throw him off. However his mass was too much to bear.
She growled underneath him, aiming a bite at the nearest limb that was pinning her down. It was an unlikely strike, but she didn't want to be crushed underneath his weight which was already so much more than hers.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 5:28 am
Ah ha! Finally he had her in his clutches. He used his weight to pin her but again his violent actions were replaced with affectionate gestures. He purred, the sound loud and pleasant in their ears as he lay against her.
Mbaya's pleasant scent was driving him insane, poisoning his mnid so that he felt compelled to be with her even if he knew it was wrong. Males - they say - are weak when it comes to such beautiful temptresses such as Mbaya, and perhaps this was true. For hakan atleast.
Never before had a female smelt so enticing. His body thrummed with life and again he was lowering his face to rub and nuzzle against the side of her own face. The touch was gentle, loving, soothing, proof that Hakan could be the kindly lion if he wanted.
His tongue once again rasped across her face - the face he had not touched with his claws - and this action continued for a long time, washing her cheeks, her ears, her nose. After a while he stopped only because his neck had hurt at being bent at such a strange angle and returned to his washing across her shoulders and the wounds on her back - all the while keeping pressed against her.
She wouldn't get away from him now.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 5:45 am
She was suprised by his unusually affectionate actions, and although their fighting was fuelled by lust and affection rather than hate, she had expected Hakan to fight her after pinning her down.
She ran her own tongue across his face, his cheeks, all the time watching his bright blue eyes. Mbaya buried her head into his shoulder, giving him a soft nuzzle which no lion had ever received from her before. This was a complete change of character. This was the influence this dark warrior had upon her.
She continued to mirror his actions, his cleaning, his soft touch. And for once in her life she gave him a genuine smile. A smile that wasn't malicious. It wasn't a smirk. It was soft and did her beautiful face a huge favour.
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