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 Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2016 7:51 pm
Anyone else could have told him that covering her eyes wasn’t necessary, though he might have gotten close to figuring it out when she gave a moan at being sliced instead of a pained sound. No, the pained sound followed as he dug out the bullet. She was even sweating a little bit by then. She was really feeling the high by the time he finished stitching her up but gave a hiss of pain as his powder stuff burned but stopped the bleeding. She faded a little bit as he put things away but the sound of his gunshot pulled her back with a frown as her attention was drawn to the cause of the commotion. One slave approached hesitantly but at least appeared useful since he was carrying fresh bandages and cleaning supplies. He set the bandages on the edge of the bed and started cleaning up the blood from the floor, pausing only once to glance at Esabel before continuing. It was also apparent that he had something to say but was hesitant to do so. One thing most people forgot: people tended to forget about the staff or ignored them completely. So they were a wonderful source of information if you could gain their trust. The slaves here weren’t useless individuals and most of them were slaves of their own choice. It really gave them the best of both worlds: they got free care, a place to stay, plenty of food… all they had to do was see to the needs of others. Easy arrangement. Admittedly, the pleasure slaves had it better, but it was still the same arrangement. And these days, prostitution was a respected position in most areas. It saw to a need, was regulated, and all parties benefited. Most of the slaves knew Esabel through Hal, one of the human slaves that had been nominally in charge of the pleasure slaves. He’d been one of the few to treat Esabel as a person instead of a freak. He’d helped her speak better, taught her the usual manners needed for polite company, and had even taught her to dance. The other slaves had all watched it and it had endeared Esabel to them, especially after Hal’s death. True, they feared her. But most with an ounce of self-preservation did fear her. But this slave’s actions showed that perhaps there was more going on than anyone knew about… Not even Nalyne or Lily…
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2016 8:38 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx the presence of the slave gave Wulfric concern but he kept calm enough to allow him to stay and collected the supplies, giving a slight grunt of approval before turning his attention to cleaning up the blood on esabel as well as wrapping her wounds up doing well to be careful not to move her around to much... looking at the Slave again he couldn't help but think there was more to this than just simply lending a helping hand, to much has happened since he's been here and if anyone would know perhaps he would or any of the others, for the moment though he was focused on making sure she was taken care of and nothing further happened.
while he sat there Wulfric sat there in silence his head slightly bowed, he looked at his pistol his weapon close by he grabbed it and ejected the magazine and checked it briefly before he replaced the mag with a fresh one putting the other one in his pack as well as placing his medical kit in before closing it up. His senses started to come back and started to take note of who was close, a couple of guards armed plenty of slaves to crowding, it was odd for him was the fact that the whole time he was tending to Esabels injuries none of the guards showed up especially when he fired off his gun to get through the door until the crowd started to gather by the doorway, he couldn't help but wonder where the rest were and for that matter why they were feeling threatened enough to have weapons drawn and ready, something didn't feel right, looking at his pistol again he cocked it and holstered it before he grabbed the dagger that was still on the ground after he used it and quickly cleaned it before tucking it away... something was wrong still for all the comotion not very many guards appeared to take control of the situation or contain the situation which started giving him concern that there was something going on, perhaps guards were paid to keep quiet or away during this, he couldn't say for sure but he was going to be looking into it when he had a moment... Suddenly it hit him and he looked at the Slave "excuse me but who handled the mess on the beach when i woke sometime ago the gear i had discarded was waiting for me on the table?" the slave looked at him briefly and just shook his head before returning to cleaning, getting frustrated something wasn't adding up just how long was he out usually he knew how long he'd been out but having his senses dulled may have had something to do with it. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2016 9:06 pm
Esabel was drowsing as Wolfe cleaned her up and bandaged her but something else reacted. As one of the guards finally came to the door to check on things, a few others were trying to get the gathered slaves to move on. Unsuccessfully, to tell the truth. The guard noted the mess getting cleaned up and frowned at Esabel’s condition, “When did she get hurt? Miss Lily isn’t going to like this,” he demanded to know, his tone instantly focusing on Wolfe as a possible source for Esabel’s injuries. But Wolfe didn’t get to react this time… Esabel’s power did… And proved to Wolfe why she was so valuable… The dark energy moved from her in a surge of pure power to wrap around the guard, pulled him into the room, and slammed him into one wall as the menacles attached to the wall secured themselves to the guard to keep him from moving. A gag was also attached that nicely muffled his protests. More dark energy moved out of her towards the other guards outside of the room where they couldn’t see them but only secured two more when the others scattered. Those two were pulled into Esabel’s playroom, one secured to the table and the other to the wall in there. A quick look at Esabel showed that she was out for the count, passed out from the blood loss. But the energy that now moved back to her and faded from sight was one power that many had killed trying to get from her: she literally controlled the dark energy of the universe, the stuff that existed between the galaxies and made up the rest of the mass of the universe. In Esabel, it had gained a vessel that gave it form and purpose, even a bit of a mind of its own. The latter was ably proven since it had just acted in her defense while she was out cold. But her wounds attested to the fact that she was not invulnerable. She was all too easy to attack, in fact. So there were limitations to the dark energy and what it could do. The display had an affect in another way, though, that Wolfe would find rather gratifying. The slave that had been cleaning now had his back pressed against the wall by the dresser, eyes wide with fear and pale skin making his gold slave collar stand out in stark relief. He turned those wide eyes to Esabel then to Wolfe, “The guards cleaned up the mess but one of us returned your things. We all like her as much as we fear her, sir. But the guards… Someone wants her gone… I don’t know who but someone has paid good money for it, for her and her sister to be gone. We don’t know much about Miss Ilea but she’s never been mean to any of us. That’s all I really know, I swear it, sir,” the information flowed out of him now but once it was out, he ran as if the hounds of hell were after him… Against the wall, the gagged guard actually growled in anger as he focused on Wolfe and Esabel. But one check of his sidearm would prove that two rounds had recently been fired from it….
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2016 9:37 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx the guard growled but Wulfric was not impressed he stood up his eyes fixed on him and stepped forward "i was beginning to wonder if you bastards were to blame see having weapons drawn caught my attention not to long ago, and your reaction to that man's words makes me think you and your friends in the other room were responsible for my injuries as well as hers" the man only glared at him confirming his suspicions "i seem to recall one of your dead colleagues calling me a Wild Dog, well i'll ask you this have you ever truly seen what a wild dog looks like?" the guards expression turned from pure rage to fear Wulfric was now out for blood, Laughing Wulfric changed in front of him and when he was towering over him he looked into his eyes and saw fear, and watched the light fade when he ripped his throat out, blood once more digging off of his fangs, Wulfric turned around and started walking to the playroom the thudds of his footsteps evident that he was coming, and the muffled screams from the other two guards could be heard even in the other room, walking in he saw the guards squirming about trying to get free but failing, he looked at the guard strapped to the table and the one on the wall and growled deeply as he stepped towards the man on the table, he stopped by the man who was hysterical at seeing blood from Wulfrics mouth growling even more he grabbed the mans head and smashed it in with pure strength then ripped it off and dropped it on the floor, blood spewing all over the place from where the man's head was at, turning around he rushed forward slammed his claws into the man's stomach blood pouring out of him and just left him there to bleed to death, Wulfric howled loudly enough that anyone would have heard him from any part of the base... for once he was more concerned about guarding the room and rather than leave to go hunting for more guards he stood his ground in front of Esabels bedroom door and dared anyone to approach, the slaves having scattered when they heard the commotion were not willing to take their chances with Wulfric at this point. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2016 10:05 pm
Esabel remained out of it during the whole thing, though she did give a soft whimper when he howled. Blood and dead bodies in Esabel’s rooms was not an uncommon occurrence, true, but it was usually Esabel making the mess. And that was exactly Nalyne’s remark when he showed up with an intelligent slave in tow. Apparently one of them had actually gone running to find someone important when he’d yelled for help initially. He eased himself past Wolfe and took in the entire scene and gave a soft sigh before turning to Wolfe, “You couldn’t have left one of them alive for questioning? If you had, we could have found out who is behind all of this,” he commented before he moved over to check on Esabel. He knew that her injuries and blood loss were not good, but he still found her total state to be worrying and gave a frown as he put a hand to his head with a heavy sigh before turning to Wolfe again, “Whenever you can shift back, I’d appreciate it. I need information and I can’t get it out of her right now, which leaves you,” he pointed out the obvious in the hope of getting a favorable result then added something that might catch his attention, “There is a way to heal her, by the way. But you have to be willing to do it. I can tell that she’d be reluctant, though I’m not sure why. You might be able to tell me that as well,” he added and took up residence in the chair beside the bed. He raised one hand to push his dark hair back and considered Wolfe again, “Lily doesn’t like the fact that she can’t heal Esabel much. Minor things, yes, but nothing like this. We’ve only been able to find one thing that works for her. And before you even think to ask it, no, I will not be making the attempt. The reason will be obvious when I tell you the method. But I need you in human form for it,” he gave Esabel another worried look and sighed as he reached over and traced a finger along her cheek, really not liking her color right now. How long ago had this happened? He’d only put them together about six hours ago. The tour he’d suggested wouldn’t have taken long, nor would their meal. An hour at best, he guessed. That left five hours for them both to get into this condition. Would the wolf be up to healing her? Would he be willing when he found out how to do it? Esabel gave a soft moan at the touch to her cheek, shifting a tiny bit on the bed. But that tiny shift was enough to have her giving a small whimper of pain as her injuries pulled. She looked so small and fragile laying on the bed like that, her usually pale skin even paler now, almost bleeding into bluish gray from the loss of blood. But even now, there was no denying how attractive she was created to be. As he’d thought earlier, she even died attractively. And she was close to that now…
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 12:05 am
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric looked at Nalyne for a moment as he considered the problem about the guards and suddenly realized that more could be in on it. kneeling Wulfric changed back to normal though it was much more draining than the first two times, fall to all fours he took a moment to recover and then slowly got up, though still weak he did his best to stay on his feet "we had an problem when we ate, a few guards were trying to provoke a confrontation with me, but she put an end to that, she ended the tour at the beach where three guards showed up and engaged in combat with me, they were taken out swiftly but i wasn't without my own injuries and was left drained, i collapsed and that was the last i knew of anything until i woke up sometime ago in my room, from what she's told me after she sent me to my room the one attacked her and left her in a poor shape, the condition i found her in was much worse and have done what i could to deal with the wounds, the guards here were additional threats that showed up before she passed out and the positions they are at were her doing which caused her to go cold" Wulfric paused for a moment and fell close to the bed intentionally or not he was where he wanted to be, propping himself up against the wall he continued "i assume these weren't all the guards here, from the time i pulled the trigger to shoot through the lock to the time i left these fools in their sorrys states they were the only ones that arrived though they came in very late as far as i can see you may have more guards waiting to have a go, as for who i can't say but you i'd wager you have more guards on the payroll of of someone else and he was the ring leader for this operation" Wulfric paused to point at the guy on the wall who had his throat torn out doing his best to stay focused he continued once more "i don't know much about the time-frame as i'm not entirely sure how long i've been out, my senses have been fuzzy since i woke up, which might say someone has tried to keep me under until whoever was involved were finished with her, which accounts for why the door was locked" he stopped at that point to considered the situation she was in and when the opportunity to help her, she was in a sorry state his fault for letting it get so far but nothing to be done his job was to protect her and as far as he was concerned he still had a job to do so he gathered his strength and got up again "what do you need from me?" . xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 12:38 am
Nalyne listened patiently as he explained what he knew and gave a slow nod, “I’ve guessed that some of the guards were on someone else’s payroll but I had no proof. I also didn’t know their true target until now. Lily would be the logical target since she’s the leader of this faction and eliminating her would throw things here into chaos until a new leader was chosen. But for them to target Esabel…” he paused there and looked at her with a concerned frown. He finally shook his head and refocused on Wolfe then gestured to the bed a bit irritatedly, “Sit down there, for gods sake, before you fall over. I know you’re a bit out of it but sitting down at the very least might help you focus a bit better on what I have to say next,” he told him, his tone really irritated over his trying to hide the physical weakness from him. He waited until Wolfe sat down then told him of the power Esabel could use, what it actually was, “She carries the ability to manipulate the energy that keeps the universe intact. You might have heard it referred to as Dark Matter. With her, though, it’s more that it simply uses her as a vessel and does things to help her or make her happy, as if it’s got a mind of its own. Because so much raw power is inside of her, she’s more than a little insane. It’s the only way she’s survived having it inside of her. In the times that she goes less insane, that energy makes things harder for her, dulls her senses and makes her easier to target. “There has to have been something that’s made her pull back from everything, something that’s made her a bit more sane. I don’t know what it is or how to help with that,” he explained, not knowing that Esabel felt bad for making him shift to begin with or that he’d said that she reminded him of his daughter. That last was the most problematic right this moment because of the way to heal her. “As for the way to heal her… You probably aren’t going to like it but it’s the only way for her. She heals through sex. That’s why part of the job description I told you of earlier included lover in the list. She has to have a dominant in sex and someone not afraid of being rough. As you can see from most of the stuff on the walls in here, she’s into bondage and everything that comes with that. But if you can’t help with healing her, I need to know now so that I can try to find out if one of the pleasure slaves can take her on. If that doesn’t work, she’ll heal human slow. Meaning that she’ll be like that for months,” he gave it to him as clearly as he could so that there would be no confusion on the issue. After a pause to let that sink in he continued, “Now then, I can give you an energy boost and help clarify your senses. Truthfully, I really don’t want your permission on this one. I need you fully capable of protecting her and you need your strength, energy, and senses all alert for it. But I need to know if you can help heal her or not because if the answer is no, I need to go on to the Pillow Room and see if I can get help for her there,” he added a bit more firmly before he reached out and simply put a hand on Wolfe’s arm, instantly transferring energy to the male and clarifying his senses. While he was at it, he gave him more control over his shifts. That done, he sat back and waited to hear what the male had to say in return…
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 1:26 am
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric looked at nalyne for once the anger the fire was not present, but the concern was still present. Finally he spoke up though hesitantly "very well while the man in me would probably back away because of plenty of reasons" he paused to look at her briefly before continuing "The Wolf in me beckons me to move forward, her injuries are mine to bare and are mine to heal. " he stood up again much more focused than before he looked at Nalyne again "[steelblue]and while there are plenty of reasons to give me pause they are not relevant to what must be done now." he looked at her and would have admitted this was different for him, having sex so that esabel could heal was not something he counted on doing after having just sealed the deal on the job but...so be it his fate had already been chosen for him the moment he became a Lycan... fate truly is a fickle beast, and his was the worst of them all. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 1:56 am
Nalyne gave him a nod and stood to check on Esabel again, “Good. I can give her enough energy to wake, but that’s all I can give her since her power and mine don’t exactly mix well. Once I do that, I’ll leave you two alone. But I’m putting Kas and that other guard that’s trustworthy back on her door until a lock on the inside of the door can be arranged. They’ll only be an added protection; you’ll still be her primary protection. But it will allow you to fully devote your attention to her then rest yourself for a bit,” he said simply then put his words into actions. As the energy moved into her, she gave a low moan and shifted on the bed, beginning to wake. He headed for the door but paused there briefly, “By the way… An added benefit of sex with her will be that she can finish healing you. You’ll wind up feeling more energized after instead of drained,” he added then looked at Esabel once more. He had to shake his head slightly, “My brother was both psychotically demented and a pure genius. How he managed to create her and Ilea is still baffling me. They both deserve so much after their time with him. He treated them both very badly. Even so, what he created when he created them is more than amazing… Maybe I’ll tell you more about that later, when you’re ready to hear about it…” he had to say it but shook his head again and left, closing the door behind him. As the door closed, Esabel blinked open her dark eyes and tried to sit up but hissed when her injuries protested the movement then gave a soft whine over it, “Esabel hates to hurt like this… Guns are the worstest… Blades cut cleanly an’ don’t hurt as much,” she complained softly as she slowly eased herself further up on her pillows so that she could see the room better. The first thing she noticed was the dead guard against the wall and her eyes went a bit wide, “Who had fun while I was asleep?” she asked softly, making herself concentrate on her words so that she wasn’t as obviously weird. Then she noticed him sitting on the bed beside her and made herself shift even further up on the pillows so that she could tuck her legs under herself a bit despite the fact that sitting up made her dizziness from the blood loss even worse, taking her wound as a good distraction and concentrated on his stitches, “You’re good with stitches… you’ll have to teach me how you get them in so well,” she said, her voice still soft but obviously along the lines of a distraction. Truthfully, she liked him sitting on her bed and looking as if he belonged there. But he’d said that she reminded him of his daughter so that wasn’t such a good thing. Even she didn’t condone incest. Not even in the imagination.
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 2:41 am
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Wulfric grinned slightly when she mentioned him having some fun, and just looked at her " Fun hardly, just a white Wolf pissed that they did this to you, the other two didn't fair any better, pretty sure the mess will be hard to clean, and the stitches is one of those things you pick up on when you are the only one you can rely on to keep yourself in tip top shape" Wulfric paused and took his vest and armor off and put them on the chair by the bed. Looking closely his body was covered in scars of various sizes and lengths, the most recent one's being the one on his abdomen and his left shoulder. He sat there for a while before he pulled his pistol out and checked it one last time before he returned it to the holster, looking back at Esabel and couldn't help but have a smirk on his face, Wulfric reached over to touch esabels cheek "fate is a fickle beast, and mine is the worst of them all, being a member of a broken bloodline doesn't leave much room for someone like me to settle down and start anew, nor does it leave me without plenty of problems because of the jobs i take on. thus far fate continues to smile on me, i haven't died yet and if i have any say on the matter i don't plan on dying anytime soon, and you my dear are very close to death, something i also do not plan on allowing to happen. your uncle has asked me to help you recover from your injuries the only way he knows how, and while i'm not fond of the idea, it is something i alone must handle it is my job after all. if there's anything to be said about me, it is this... i do not back away from a job even if it does have me doing the odd task here and there, and so i will do what i must to look after you, even if you do remind me of the daughter i once had" he stopped at that point and and just smiled briefly before leaning over and kissing her on the forehead. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 7:27 pm
Esabel listened to him, her dark eyes blinking at him as he took off his shirt and armor, leaving her staring at his chest for a long moment. Even when he caressed her cheek and she turned her face into it, she couldn’t get her eyes off of him. Until it clicked in her head what he was talking about. Then she frowned at him. “But… It wouldn’t be right… If I remind you of her, then it would be like being with her, and that’s just not right. Esabel’s-“ she stopped there and closed her eyes as she struggled to speak correctly instead of the way she usually did, once again trying to make herself more normal to make him more comfortable. “I’ll heal. Human slow, yes. But that will keep me in one place and easier to guard,” she blinked her dark eyes open again and focused on his eyes, “I do find you attractive, Wolfe, very attractive. But if you aren’t attracted to me or are thinking of her instead of me, it isn’t right,” she added, hoping he understood. While she was trying to do the right thing here, it did occur to her that this was just another obligation to him, something he had to do to set his honor right. That thought didn’t make it any easier on her. Yes, she was very attracted to him and she knew he’d be able to smell her desire easily. But if was the thought of his daughter or obligation, she somehow thought it would be impossible for him to be attracted to her. As she tried, yet again, to conform to normalcy, her defenses went down a bit more, likely enough that even he’d be able to sense it. She was effectively a walking target now. And if he’d noticed any of the looks she’d gotten on the way to the eating hall, it wouldn’t take much for someone to grab her, pull her into a darkened corner, have his way with her, and move on with no one the wiser…
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 8:41 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx for once Wulfric couldn't help but start to chuckle, for once he was loosening up a bit though how long that would last before his temper got the better of him was hard to say "Esabel, understand you may remind me of my daughter doesn't mean you are her, she is one of kind and for you to remind me of her just means that there are qualities in yourself that you yourself may not have seen without someone else seeing it first, it also means that while this problem did occur to me, that is not an issue you are a unique individual that just needs to see things in a different perspective" chuckling again he noted there was a a scent in the air, perhaps not as noticable by humans but he did register it's presence. shifting closer he gathered up esabel and held her in his arms "and while it is admirable that you would consider taking the long road to recovery you should not so easily accept it if it can be avoided and while your uncle was prepared to go find someone to have sex with you, i took it upon myself as the babysitter to deal with the wounds you've sustained, and while it really has been a long time since i've felt the warmth of another up to this point i've been content to live a life of a mercenary, though i dare say my own family if they were alive would not have agreed with a nobleman like myself staining his hands with the blood of others so i would worry not. Allow this white wolf the honor of helping you recover a bit swifter and i'm sure your uncle would be relieved to see you moving about much sooner than later, if anything he was worried about your condition" Wulfric stopped at this point and gave her a big hug doing well to be gentle and not cause her any more pain than she was already having to deal with.
For Wulfric it truly has been a long road for him and it was rather unusual even for him to suddenly be this soft, time would tell if he would change because he was around esabel or not was uncertain but his fate was sealed and the path determined, one way or another he was bound to walk it, so walk it he would but where it ultimately led was hard to say but he would walk it regardless... Fate is a fickle Beast and his was the worst of them all, though fate weighed favorably on him for now it could change at a moments notice without warning and it would be up to him to either stand firm and overcome whatever obstacles might be in his way or simply accept his fate and die it is up to him, and he alone would have to make the choice and live with the consequences of his actions. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 9:02 pm
Esabel listened to him and found that she was able to comfortably lean into him as he hugged and held her. But his words did help her out more than he knew, allowing her to relax and simply enjoy the moment. Maybe she’d have to find someone from the Pillow Room later to help with her further physical needs, but she had Wolfe for now and that was enough. Her only problem was that he was dealing with her so gently. She pulled back and looked up at him with a small smile, “Esabel won’t break, Puppy… Esabel likes pain like this… Gentle has its moments… But this isn’t one of them,” she whispered to him before she shifted enough to press a light kiss to his lips, enough to entice but still allowing him to take things further on his own. While her movements did hurt, those pains were starting to blend in with her desire as it rose. After that, the pain only enhanced what she was feeling as her physical need rose even more until her scent wasn’t faint any more. Instead, the scent of her desire nearly filled the room as she leaned into him even more, shifting her legs against his in a begging motion as old as time. Thankfully, getting her out of her clothes would be beyond easy since she was still wearing just the tank top and shorts, not counting her bandages. She didn’t want him gentle with her, she wanted him as he truly was now. She wanted the beast in him to take her over. She wanted growls and screams and his marks on her pale skin. She didn’t want him to hold back with her at all. She only hoped her words and her scent would help him figure that out…
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 9:31 pm
Into the fires of battle! Wuflric Von Shadowfang xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "So be it" those were the only words Wulfric spoke as he took control of the moment, under normal circumstance Wulfric might not have been so quick to unleash the wolf within but that was what esabel desired more than anything, his eyes had already changed looking deep into her eyes he returned her kiss as he called upon the wolf to give him strength, fate alone knew where things would lead from this point but for now he would give her what she sought after and allowed his animal instincts to take over and let the wolf have it's way with esabel, only time would tell just how long their fierce lovemaking would last, and they had all the time in the world, and no one to bother them until they were done. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 9:49 pm
By the time he was finished with her, Esabel was panting for air as he curled around her with her back to his chest and his arms holding her where she was. She carried his marks on her pale skin: bruises in the shape of his hands and fingers, even a few claw marks over her hips and a**, and a bite mark at her shoulder. But he carried just as many marks from her, so they were even. And they were both fully healed physically. He carried no more residual pain from his injuries and hers were now nothing more than pale scars. So Nalyne had been right about the benefits of sex with her. Well, besides the obvious benefits that is. They were also both covered in sweat and her hair was a mess. But she wasn’t going to be moving any time soon since her legs were little more than limp noodles right now, so the shower would have to wait until she could stand without falling over. She turned her head and gave him a grin, “Now that, Wolfe, was fun,” she panted out the words, meaning them in every sense of the word. It was her way of thanking him for a very enjoyable interlude. At least she’d proven to him that she wasn’t going to break… But then her dark eyes took on a deeper tone of violet as she shifted to turn in his arms to face him, “Esabel wonders something, though…” she started but looked hesitant to ask him about it. It was one of the things she enjoyed from time to time but needed someone she trusted completely for it. She licked her lips nervously and pulled her lower lip between her teeth as she looked down and trailed one finger over his chest in a contemplative movement that was enjoyable as well as slightly teasing, wanting to ask him but not sure if he could do it. So many couldn’t go that far with her since it wasn’t an easy thing for anyone to do, really. But she felt the need to do it on occasion, engaging in the darker side of her nature with something that sent her desire even higher than what they’d just done. She hadn’t been able to do it in a very long time, though; not since Volug had been alive and he’d been gone for about three years, since shortly after they’d moved to the base.
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