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 Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 8:53 am
 With a deeply contented sigh Voldemaras stood up and stretched luxuriously, holding almost every muscle tense from the tip of his tail to his flexed foreclaws. At last Voldemaras shook his head, settling his mane back into its customary place. Every so often youth met experience and things worked out to the benefit of both, and young Marinette had been part of one such encounter.
He turned his golden eyes to study the much-younger lioness. Not that he had not already had sufficient occasion to study her lithe and pleasing figure, but now he could look at her differently, mentally adding her to his list of conquests. Not that he devoted a whole lot of thought to any of the cats he was with. Many he forgot within hours, particularly those he took in the aftermath of a raid when his adrenaline and lust were both running high. At such times, he was less likely to recall details, and instead would just remember the entire experience as being satisfying.
As this one had been. Marinette was youthful and attractive, energetic and enthusiastic. All in all, an excellent partner. And while he didn't often give much thought to whether his partner took as much pleasure from their joinings as he did, he rather thought she had, which only added to the smugness behind the grin which curled at the corners of his mouth.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 9:52 am
 Marinette gave a smug grin of her own as she stretched and purred lightly. Between her training as a Pleasure Seeker and her time with Tamin, she had gotten pretty darn good at both giving and getting pleasure. She stood slowly, letting the male that was watching her get a good look at her as she did so. She was quite aware of him admiring her body, and she was not in the least ashamed to show it off to him.
She brushed past him to go get a drink from a nearby stream, and her tail flicked his muzzle gently as she went. He might be older than her by quite a bit, but that did not bother her in the least. Tamin was much older than her as well. This Voldemaras was just another older male that she could have her fun with, and with his dark pelt, Mari had very little to worry about if it came to cubs. Her own blood not withstanding of course.
She did have to worry about producing bright blue cubs from her mother's blood, but at least a darker male reduced the risk of her own mother's colors resurfacing. She really did not want to have to have slave cubs. If it came to that, she might just have to drop the little dears with a rogue that had a recent litter or just wanted cubs. She bent down to get her drink and gave no clue as to her inner thoughts.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 10:46 am
The girl's confidence made him grin more widely. Or maybe that was just the view she was offering him so unabashedly. He approved of a young lioness with a good body being unashamed to show it off and put it to good use. That good use being, of course, male pleasure, specifically his. He was more than a bit of a misogynist, was Vol, and he did firmly believe that females had no place going on raids or fighting. It bothered him how many female Reavers the Stormborn had lately produced.
The light touch of her tail on his muzzle made him sneeze as a loose hair from the tufted tip tickled his nostril. He shook his head again and settled back down. He wasn't actually thirsty at present, and he wasn't a clingy sort of lion who needed to spend every moment in the presence of a recent lay. For that matter, if he wasn't entertaining the possibility of another go-around with her, he probably would have taken off already.
He began idly grooming his shoulders and down his spine and side. She'd be back soon or she wouldn't. He hadn't invested in her emotionally. It just wasn't the sort of thing he did. He also didn't wonder what kind of lioness of her age went about freely having sex with strangers. He had benefited from it, and so why would he question it?
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 3:00 pm
Mari took her time getting her drink. She had some time before she had to meet back up with Tamin and who knew from there. Usually it was back to the pride for a time to do more idle work. Basically she would help hunt, do more training, etc. She would rather stay out of the pride more, but she knew that she needed to be there when the time came for her naming quest.
Marinette had given thought to her demon name already, mostly because she did not actually believe she or any other lion had a demon inside them. For this reason, she had already thought up what she would call her 'fake demon' to suit the pride. She grumbled under her breath as she finished her drink. Leave it to her to manage to ruin a good thought with that silliness.
She put the grin back on her face as she turned to the male and padded back over to him. "Well, handsome, do you need help with that?" She of course was referring to his grooming. She was teasing him more than anything, implying that he might be a bit slow or some such. Mari did like teasing other lions, her voice ever cheerful and happy while doing so.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 3:12 pm
Vol affected not to have noticed Marinette's return immediately as he worked his barbed tongue over the fur near his haunches. She had gone off and left him to his own devices for a time, and so she could wait a bit for him to finish his task. It was petty, but then very few Stormborn Reavers could really make an honest claim to emotional maturity. The general tendency of the pride to allow the strongest to do as they wished, so long as they could back their actions up with their paws should anyone object, had produced Reavers who were used to getting their way in most things and who were unaccustomed to waiting on others' pleasure.
"Do I look like I need help?" he replied.
His tone didn't make it quite clear whether he was joking with her or if he was genuinely curious. Either way, he was not growling an insult. He was perfectly capable of being cruel to sweet-natured lionesses, and for very little reason, but he was in a good mood at the moment and it would take more than a little teasing to put him out of it. What he did instead was twitch the fur along his spine from shoulders to rump so that it would lie flat - as it was intended to do - and sit up once more.
"I had begun to wonder if you'd fallen in and would require rescuing" he said, referring to the time she took drinking. If she had needed rescuing, he would not have been the lion to do it. Heroics were absolutely not his thing, unless it came to valor in battle, which he felt was something completely different.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 4:12 pm
Marinette chuckled at the male's question. "Oh yes, you do look like you need much help, handsome. Unfortunately I do not think it is the kind of help I can give you." She yawned and sat beside him again. He was quite amusing to watch. The feeling she got from him was that he thought he deserved all the world could offer and that he could take what he wished if it was not given.
The demoness had no doubts that he would try to take what he wanted had she not cooperated, but the beauty of it was, none expected her cheerful and sweet demeanor to hide a lioness that could not only handle herself in a fight with those larger than herself, but also a sharp mind to go with it. By the time most realized their mistake, if they had a reason to realize it, Mari had already done much harm to them and moved on.
"If i had fallen in, I would have simply swam to the shore and made sure to shake myself dry on you. You do not strike me as the heroic type and I certainly would not need such even if you were." She grinned at him brightly which took the edge off her words, even though she meant every word she said. She might be slightly twisted. Maybe a little. She just thought it to be a normal course of action to tease and seem all sweet about it.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 7:28 pm
"Hmph!" Vol grumbled without much rancor.
It was less a reaction to her jest that he looked in need of help and more that he didn't appreciate being called handsome. He was conscious that being called so objectified him in much the same way he habitually objectified females by calling them similar things. A lion really had to distinguish himself before Vol would bother to call him by his name, even if he actually knew it.
Her nearness and cheer mollified him somewhat, and so he didn't press the issue. He could have, but he was not inclined to commit acts of violence right now. Sex didn't always have to be violent. It just tended to make it more interesting and exciting with an unskilled or unmotivated partner. Marinette had not been either, actually.
"Good for you, and well-spotted," he acknowledged. "I probably would have let you get good and water-logged, and then dragged you back to the rest of my raiding party as a captive."
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 8:34 pm
Mari grinned widely and shook her head in amusement. It was so silly and amusing, especially from such an arrogant lion. He actually thought he could drag her back as a captive for his raiding party. Good, let him think he could do as he liked. It would make it all the more amusing for her to know that he could not. Her golden eyes glittered with her mirth as she turned her attention back to bothering the male some.
"Oh so you know how to take captives, handsome? Should I be worried?" The red and black lioness did not look in the least worried. With the grin on her face, one could take it as foolhardy. To those that knew how to read her better, they would know it was smug. The signs were very hard to pick up with her since she was always so cheerful and had such a bright mood to contrast her dark pelt.
"One thing I do wish to ask of you, and I would like an honest answer. You are not going to get all possessive and try to take any cubs if we produce them, are you? You do not seem the paternal type, but one must plan appropriately." She wanted to make sure. Marinette wished to make sure that her cubs where going to be hers. And if she knew the male's standing on it now, it would cause less problems later for her if it did come to cubs. It was always good to have several plans ready.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 9:18 pm
"You should probably be terrified. Most sensible people are."
So she was amused. Let her be. He didn't mind letting her think he was only joking about the possibility of being taken captive. He hadn't made his mind up about it yet, but when he did, if he did, it would be more helpful if she didn't think he was serious. Trickery was a valid way to capture Thralls, too. Oh, strength of claws and teeth was more important, but trickery could be respected.
Cubs? That was a sudden, uninteresting change of subject. He had no desire to keep or raise cubs. He'd seen other Reavers go out seeking the cubs they may or may not have sired on vikings, and then raise them on their own or with Thralls' help. If he ever did have cubs and decide to claim them, they would be with his mate, and she would care for them, as was appropriate. Not that he had a mate or any pressing desire for one at present. But that was the way it would be.
"If this produces cubs, they're all yours to do with as you will. As you say, I'm not the paternal type." He shook his head. "I'm certainly not going to come back looking for you, just to see if any cubs did come from this."
He hoped she wouldn't come looking for him to drop the cubs on him. He'd seen that happen, too, to the Warlord of the Stormborn. It had not been a shining moment for Aesir, Vol felt.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 5:24 am
Mari nodded at his answer. "Good. My slaves need something to do, and cubs will keep them busy if I should have any." She really only had one, but she counted Tamin's slaves as her own as well. That was one of the perks of having an arrangement with someone else, you got to use all their property as your own as long as the arrangement lasted. Tamin would just be happy to see more demons in the pride, his doing or not.
Mari stretched a paw and dug her claws into the ground for a moment. There was much to plan. Of course there was also much to enjoy both now and when she was back with Tamin. She was rather found of that demon male. It was nice to have him around, even if he was a little more serious about the pride than she was herself. Let him have his pride loyalty and obsession, though. Made it easier for her.
"As much as this has been fun, handsome... this demoness will be leaving to go back to her pride. Duties can only be put aside for so long, and I have counseling to do." She gave his cheek a lick. "I think we have just enough time for another round of fun." Her smile turned a bit more salutary and she lead the way to have that fun. Amusements did have their uses.
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