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Post by Killian Cruz on Aug 17, 2017 15:12:28 GMT
[attr="class","biggieno"] [attr="class","textieno"] Day after Lucia's and Felix's Cave extravaganza
It had been one of those days that when Killian had finally been able to face plant in his bed he had. The storm that seemed to just be looming over the city had made much of their clientele nearly non-existent. Some came but not many and this meant that boss would be dealing with a slow paycheck, unlike most days. No less the weather wasn't going to stop most of the people that did visit. Killian, of course, seemed to be getting off easy. The male leopard was relaxed on his fluffy pillows and not once was planning on moving unless called. He was sore and his ribs were aching. groaning softly he rolled just enough to get off of his stomach and sprawl out on his back. Thunder cracked as rain poured down on the roof of the building giving the greatest sound of white noise. It was mother natures lullaby. It was putting him at ease and almost sent him into a purr. The rainy breeze swept in and brushing over him. He would be a liar if he said he didn't enjoy a good storm. However, it seemed the rain hadn't stopped since yesterday and kept going. It made all of their surroundings a little unbearable. Some of the girls complained that there had been dripping in the space they stayed and attempted to get the guardian to do something about it. Naturally, the guardian would say it wasn't his problem to deal with. Lucky for him, he was a happy kitten who didn't have to deal with the wet mess. He was comfortable. He was dry.[break]
His body was starting to grow heavy with sleep. The rain was a good excuse to catch some Z's and it was the best time he could get by with it. UNlucky for him rain didn't happen often and so he was spent most of the time not only hungry but exhausted. His breathing was slowing, body feeling listless. he could feel himself just being on the dreams edge before suddenly being startled back awake.[break]
There'd been weight next to him and in that moment of his sleepless state, he felt like he fell. Jerking a bit, pain shot through his sore ribs and he hissed. "Son of a bi--." The words were smothered by his lips tightly pressing together. Eyes shifted towards the form that was next to him was his lovely companion a grin made its way to his lips. "You wench. You made me dream I tripped and was falling." Playfully he nudged her before laying his head back down. "Rain giving you some time off too?" He yawned sleepily as he hugged one of the pillows staring up at her with a quiet but curious expression. 'And what the hell is that smell." He curled his nose a bit. "Smells like dog." A familiar dog might he add. Felix.
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Lady of the Night
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Aug 18, 2017 0:25:07 GMT
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Lucia was exhausted. She had little sleep to run on even after returning home from her little excursion with Felix. Her head had been filled with thoughts and what ifs. A strange urge to go to him when she knew she couldn't and wouldn't. All of these things had kept her awake the few hours before sunrise. Not that it made much of a difference with the rain. No one was earning a lot of coin on this day. Lucia wasn't even trying. She mostly leaned against a wall as much out of the rain as she could get and dozed. But when she almost fell and ended up getting rained on she pouted and went inside. The guards weren't even pushing them hard today. With no one on the street there was little money to be had anyway. [break][break] But Lucia wasn't in the mood to be alone with her thoughts and so she decided to seek out her best pal. A feline just as she was although of a larger variety. She made her way into the building and slipped past the curtain into him room. Tiredly she crawled up beside him and without any hesitation curled up against his side. He awoke with a start and her eyes widened at the hiss but she didn't move away. [break][break] "Now don't tell me you finally fell for me, Killian." She teased. And nuzzled against his arm, resting her cheek on his skin as she watched him. At the mention of a smell her nose wrinkled. "Your not saying I stink?" She said in a false hurt tone. But she knew exactly what he was talking about. She had smelled it herself, Felix. He had left his mark on her even unintentionally. But she didn't hurry to try to cover it with perfumes. She actually liked it...oddly enough. But she hadn't considered that there was another feline with a nose just as sensitive as her own. [break][break] She nipped at his arm that lay against her cheek. An action that might seem odd to anyone unfamiliar with how werecats would act. But Killian was likely accustomed to her touches. "You don't smell so great yourself, like someone rode you hard and put you up wet."
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Post by Killian Cruz on Aug 18, 2017 0:44:36 GMT
[attr="class","biggieno"] [attr="class","textieno"]He wondered why she smelled so heavily of the mutt they know as Felix. Well, she had always smelt like him especially if she decided to go on a running tirade but never this strong. At her words of him falling for her, he just sighed quietly. "I'm sorry. It's too soon isn't it?" He purred at her nippings as he watched her affectionately. Their type of affection wasn't necessarily out of love it was more out of feline companionship. The two of them enjoyed the contact of another of their kind a sort of littermate bond even if she was smaller than he and of an entirely different species.[break] At her feign hurt tone he rolled his eyes. "No darling, usually you smell like knock out roses but this is no rose this is a stench of a wolf.... a bad wolf." his expression turned a little concerned and he briefly let his eyes wander down her body for a moment just to see if he could see any sort of alignment he might have done to her. "You okay?" he asked as he nuzzled her. Felix was by far not the worst guardian that worked for the boss but he was by far the roughest when he was pushed. He saw how he got once before and it was unsettling and the first sign of it, of course, was the golden stare. His free hand moved over to trace along her hip and legs. She always made him become touchy and he was sure it was just his way of his cat stating he liked the other feline. Touching meant comfort. "What are you doing with that naughty wolf anyways?" he prodded. He was genuinely concerned as said by his furrowed brows.[break] When she spoke about how he smelled he nodded his head. "Mm... it was a lovely show too." he said with an added excited purr. "Rough doesn't bother me. Rough bothers me when I have to lick the wounds after the sheets have cooled." He winked at her before allowing himself to lay backward. "Actually pretty glad today is an off day. Not feeling too spunky to be dealing with clients and the rain." He stared up at the ceiling listening to the soft sounds of the snow leopard beside him.
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Lady of the Night
Bisexual.
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Werebeast
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Aug 18, 2017 8:36:26 GMT
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Lucia rolled her eyes and sighed. "Its not 'that' strong." But it was and she knew it, but maybe if she could play it off she could turn his attention elsewhere. His hands slipped over her hip and leg briefly and Lucia's head tilted in an almost smug manner. "Of course I'm fine. Since when does anyone get the best of me?" She snuggled in close then leaned back so that her head could fall across his arm. Silver eyes flicking up to the oh so intriguing ceiling. "He's my boss, or at least my guard. I'm almost always with or around him. You should know that." It felt odd to mislead Killian in such a way. But she was afraid to admit what happened. She was trying to ignore it herself along with that strange nagging feeling that made her curious what hew as doing right then. If he had managed to get any sleep. And why he had been so damn cold toward her. [break][break] Her pouty lips turned down into a frown but when Killian started speaking again she smiled and even laughed. "Oh I see. It was one of 'those' clients." Remembering his earlier reaction when he had jumped then cried out when she crawled up next to him. Lucia rolled onto her side. Fingers tugging his shirt up until she could see his ribs and the reddened skin that would likely bruise. She frowned and a soft growl rose in her throat. It was the nature of the business, to please the customer. And it sounded as if Killian had enjoyed himself as well. Even so the thought of someone hurting her friend made her hackles rise. She gently let her fingers skim over the abused flesh and almost begrudgingly lay back down on her back. It wasn't as if she could do anything about it. She couldn't even help herself. But that didn't stop the possessive anger. [break][break] "Killian..." She began slowly. She knew that his childhood hadn't really been a childhood. But perhaps he knew more about weres, he was much more worldly than herself. "When it comes to mates....how do weres really know?" She chewed on her thumb nail as she spoke. Hoping he wouldn't put two and two together. It wasn't out of the norm for her to be overly curious about things. She was a cat after all. "Like is it this instant you just know it overpowering thing? Or is it softer? More hesitant?" She wriggled down until her neck could comfortably lay over his arm. Idly twirling a silver strand around her finger. Killian was one of the few people she trusted, one of the very few. And even to him she didn't admit what was going on inside her muddled mind. [break][break] Suddenly she sat up then leaned over to give him a brief kiss on his lips. Not one of the romantic sort but rather one of familiarity. A closeness. Hell...he was probably the closest thing she had to family. Her aunt and cousins had never wanted her around. Her mother was dead. Her father? She had never met the man who had knocked up her sweet mum then kept rolling. If he only knew his daughter, she held a sick satisfaction that he would likely be repulsed by her. "Sorry, just ignore my prattling on. These rainy days get my mind thinking. Its better I stay busy I swear."
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Post by Killian Cruz on Aug 18, 2017 16:38:40 GMT
[attr="class","biggieno"] [attr="class","textieno"]He knew she wasn't giving him the whole story. He could tell by the drawn out look on her face and the smell that there was more to this. He gave her a look. One that said he would eventually figure it out but for now he was going to drop it. She couldn't keep things, big things at least, under wraps for long. It always ended up coming out whether by her own lips or someones else. No less he was attempting to keep the conversation light for the time being and even spoke of his earlier rendezvous with a rougher sided client. The way she spoke his name caused him to squeeze his eyes shut for a moment a sort of submissive gesture getting ready for the possessive streak to come out. Though neither held claims on each other they still guarded one another as though they were.[break] It was in the very nature of the cat he supposed. When a cat trusted something and liked it, the guarded it. It wasn't like either one of them could do anything about it. "Men and their insecurities of liking other men. They think if they rough someone up it keeps their masculinity in check." he snorted. "When in reality..." he lowered his voice. "It's more of who is pitching and who is catching." He shook his head quietly. It wasn't just men he got, there was a fair deal of women who swarmed his way too. most of whom that loved the idea he was some big exotic feline beast who could easily maul them to death if he got too hungry. Lucky for them he wasn't a man-eater. He enjoyed meat for sure but you don't really miss out on it too much when you rarely got it... or at all. He had grown quite the liking to fruits, bread, pasta, and sometimes even veggies. Perhaps he was a vegetarian cat? No... because he still really enjoyed his meat when he did have the delicacy of having it.[break] He laid quiet as she seemed to fiddle beside him. He knew it was coming. Whatever it was that was on her mind would work its way out and all he had to do was really just sit back and wait. Staring at the ceiling as she spoke his name softly followed by a question that made him blink a couple of times. "Oooh... you are talking about the dream that every were-beast has? Some fantastic marvelous soulmate that could suddenly make everything in life make sense?" he wasn't trying to mock her but he didn't fully believe in the nonsense. "I don't know. Never found mine if I even have one." he shrugged. "But I have spoken to several people over the years I had traveled for a while and how they met their mate." He paused in thinking not really even catching on as to why she even asked. Instead, he was lost in his own train of thought for a moment.[break] "I was told that when that big moment comes -- whatever that moment may be -- you just know. It's intense and hits all at once. Kind of like some big light bulb goes off in your head or a puzzle put into place and you finally see the bigger picture." Eyes fell closed but he kept speaking. "Like some kind of unbreakable bond forms." he could remember how so enchanted they were of each other. The look in their eyes that spoke in louder volumes than it being just 'love'. It was something else, something deeper, something more integrated by the laws of nature. "It's an undefined meaning of the word love. you can't put love into one single word, it's impossible but you know when you are with that person that your heart beat the same rhythm as theirs. You are completely entwined with each other through destiny." he glanced over at her for a moment lifting his fingers and running it along her chin almost as a human would with their pet cat. his hazel eyes were soft and full of love for his friend. SHe apologized and said her head was full but now she had him more curious than ever. "Whats this talk of mates for, Lucia? Do you think you found yours?" he asked.
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Lady of the Night
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Hunt you down eat you alive...
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Aug 18, 2017 21:15:51 GMT
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Lucia frowned at his words about their clients although she knew them to be true. How many times had a client gone too far with her? How many times had a no gone unheeded? She let the topic drop. Not wanting to further pursue it. They were both stuck in this life, there was no use in having a pity party about it. [break][break] His words about mates made her stiffen although she forced a smile. "Right up there with those dreams about unicorns pooing cupcakes. Although I don't see how anyone could see it as something that would make it all come together...it seems more like the type of thing to confuse the hell out of you and turn your life upside down." However he kept talking and Lucia grew silent and thoughtful. Her silver eyes narrowing as she stared up the the ceiling and wondered about it all. If it was the bond then it would be a cruel twist of fate for the hybrid not to feel it as well. But the way he had acted...so cold. She couldn't imagine he felt much of anything beyond regret after touching her. Somehow it made her feel more used than by the people who purchased her services. [break][break] She was so lost in thought that it was only the touch along her chin that brought her back. Her silvery gaze flicking over to Killian when he ask a question that she couldn't really answer. Or rather...wouldn't. Admitting it out loud would just be like a final nail in the coffin. And she wasn't about to look like some love struck kitten over someone who couldn't even look at her. [break][break] "Of course not." She said with a forced smile. "What would it matter for people like us even if we did Killian? Who would want someone so....used." The thought made her stomach clench as she remembered some earlier words from Felix whens he had ran away before. The words that had cut deeper than they should have. Because he's my mate... Suddenly the feline sat up, rubbing her face and pushing her long hair back over her shoulders. "I'm a downer today, I think its the rain. I should let you get a little rest while you can."
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Post by Killian Cruz on Aug 21, 2017 14:01:30 GMT
[attr="class","biggieno"] [attr="class","textieno"]He only nodded his head since her point had been made. They weren't allowed to have happy ever afters. Even if they did find a mate what use would it be? The lived a life of unfaithfulness and it wouldn't be fair to the partner. "I know." He said quietly. "Still a nice dream to have though, right?" probably not for her as she didn't seem like the far-off dreamer like he was. Even with the type of life he had, he still held out on a little bit of hope that things would get better one day. One day he'd be out of this mess and could somehow function as a normal person. One day he would but until then he could hold out just a little longer.[break]
A frown formed when she moved from him and sat up, looking over her slender shoulder with a forlorn expression. "You are and I also think there is more to this mystery story." he pointed out. "I have known you long enough to know you are hiding something." His eyes narrowed on her as his jaw jutted out in thought. "I also know for questions like that aren't something you typically think about. Since when have you believed in fairy tales of long lost mates." his brow arched a bit. Sitting up a bit now close to her back he kissed her shoulder, leaning his chest into her arm and back. "You know you can talk to me, Lucia." he said. "whatever it is and though I may be an asshole from time to time, I would still support you in anything you do cause that's what friends are for....." playfully he nipped her ear. "And I will keep it between us girls." he winked at her snickering. he was far from being a female but he heard enough gossip he was sure he could probably be one.
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Lady of the Night
Bisexual.
Single.
Werebeast
Authored by Rook.
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Hunt you down eat you alive...
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Aug 22, 2017 20:48:47 GMT
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Feeling his lips brush her skin and the pressure of him leaning against her back she purred. Sometimes being a cat would really be a pain in the ass. Now for instance when she was upset but still enjoying her companions touch and presence. She didn't speak for several minutes. Eventually leaning back into his embrace and letting her nails trail over the skin of his arm. "....You cant tell anyone." She warned softly although she already knew Killian would guard her secrets. He always had. [break][break] "I found my mate and we....but now he wont even look at me. Acts like he cant stand the site of me. It shouldn't hurt like this." She wasn't sniffling or crying although her voice was noticeably sad. "It's Felix." There was something so painful about saying it all out loud. As if birthing these thoughts into the universe made them steadfastly true. She continued to make designs on her companions tan skin with her nervous fingers. Silver eyes closing for a moment before they crept back open. "Can I sleep with you? Just for a little while. I'll leave before the guards come around again. I just don't want to be alone right now." She scoffed and laughed softly at her own weakness. [break][break] "I sound so damn pathetic." She mumbled. "Hell I sleep with people all the time and most don't even know my damn name. So why this bothers me is-" But it wasn't ridiculous to feel hurt when your mate denied you. She saw that even before she finished speaking. "I need a distraction from all theses....'feelings'" She laughed honestly this time.
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Post by Killian Cruz on Aug 25, 2017 23:18:47 GMT
[attr="class","biggieno"] [attr="class","textieno"]He wanted to say he saw it coming. He wanted to say that the smell had given it away but to be fair to himself, he didn't see it being Felix. He tried hard to not make a face when she announced who it was and only briefly nodded his head trying to give her some kind of reaction. It was a worthless attempt but it was better than staring at her like a deer stuck in head lights. "that explains the smell then." his nose scrunched and one side of his lip curled revealing one of his k9 teeth. "BUt I am glad you found your ending. Congrats Mon Ami." he purred to her giving her a brisk nuzzle. He just hoped Felix didn't expect him to keep his hands off of her because there was no way he was going to go along with it. Lucia was his first.[break]
As she spoke he nodded his head eagerly. "Of course. My bed is your bed. You know this already." He shifted a little as if to give her more room not that she didn't have plenty already. "I'm not scared of them. I actually might like the whippings a little bit but shh don't tell them that." he winked at her playfully clearly teasing. No, he didn't like the blisters or the wounds they could leave behind. Those weren't fun. "Besides having you here would give me something to feel up and not play all by my lonesome." He tugged her back down with him cuddling her with all the ferocity as love companion could. He adored his Lucia cat. She made him feel at home and almost like he had a family. "Must be odd being mated to a wolf though." he said offhandedly. "Maybe you should pimp slap him. I have seen him go into hazes before you sure that wasn't what it was?" he continued to nuzzle into her warm skin, purring so damn loud it was beginning to bug him but Lucia's presence was enough to cause the cat to go all gooey inside and he couldn't stop it.[break]
He rolled his eyes as she spoke again. "It's not the same when it's a person you .... are in deep with. People who you barely know are different." he shrugged his shoulders. "It just means you aren't as tough as you think you are." He gave her a small pinch on the butt before grinning. "What kind of distraction you thinking?" He was suddenly intrigured. Did she mean an adventure? Oh please say she meant an adventure.
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Lady of the Night
Bisexual.
Single.
Werebeast
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Aug 26, 2017 1:56:26 GMT
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She leaned into the nuzzle from her companion. Letting her nails trail over his cheek as he pulled back. "That's pretty fitting actually. My end. I imagine that's just what he will be." The extra room Killian offered her wouldn't be used. She nestled in close to him. Her arm falling over his lower stomach to lightly scratch at his skin in a distracted way. She laughed softly at his mention of liking the whippings. It was better than it being torture to him to be certain. Lucia purred and stretched upward to nibble his ear. "Glad to hear I'm not unwanted." She shrugged when he said it must be odd to be mated to a wolf her nose wrinkled and she sat up on one elbow to better see him, her nose wrinkling. "Odd?" But then he mentioned the strange fog Felix went into and she immediately knew what he was talking about. The wolf. The damned wolf... She smiled but didn't comment. [break][break] At his little statement about her not being as tough as she thought Lucia rolled atop him. Letting one knee settle on each side of his hips a she jabbed his chest with one of her fingers, a daring look in her eyes. "No, I'm tougher." She said, daring him to contradict her. Hmmm...what could they do as a distraction. It was rainy and miserable outside but perhaps if they could move quickly enough they wouldn't get drenched. But where would they go? Briefly the strange mystical pool came to mind and Lucia quickly forced it away. [break][break] "I was hoping you would know actually." She growled when he pinched her, silver eyes moving to the doorway as she contemplated their very few options. "We could always go somewhere, but it is raining." Lucia didn't dislike water all that much but it would make them very easy to track. And the idea of Killian being punished for something that was her idea was disheartening.
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Post by Killian Cruz on Aug 26, 2017 19:25:35 GMT
[attr="class","biggieno"] [attr="class","textieno"]It probably didn't seem genuine but it was. He was happy she had found her someone even if it was a someone who he didn't particularly like. Then again in his opinion, no one was good enough for his precious Lucia. There wasn't a soul worthy enough. She nestled right on him and it got him to feel warm and cuddly, naturally letting his hands roam wherever they wanted. He loved the symmetry of her body and how her lines were cast perfectly. If he were an artist she would be his vision of perfection. But maybe he was being biased because of love for her, a love that had nothing to do with being romantically involved with her. As she spoke he hissed low at her. "Don't talk that way, Kitten." he warned. 'I would be lost with out you and I don't wish to think of that scenario. thanks." He couldn't say he could stop Felix if he ever did get into a crazy fit but he would be sure the dog would remember it for the rest of his life.[break]
He only nodded his head though when she echoed odd. To him it was. Wasn't animals supposed to be mated with their own kind and not those of who were different species? Then again if he truly stopped and thought about it he couldn't really see himself digging someone that was of a k9 descent. There was truly nothing against them but canines tended to make this cat's fur stand on end with discomfort. His eyes drifted shut for a moment as he basked in her warmth allowing his fingers to continue to scale the lines of her body until she moved. His ribs stung and the pain for a moment made him forget to breathe as she climbed on top of him settling down to where she rest on his hips. It instantly sent the heat in his blood skyrocketing. Hands naturally reacted to rest on her hips and slide down to her thighs looking up at her as she spoke. "Yeah. Right. Obviously not touch enough to let her feelings get in the way of caring about someone." With that he flipped their position to where she was on the bottom and he was on top. Settling in between her legs he purred, his body vibrating with the force. "You like to think you are one tough cat but I know better." He nipped at her collar bone wiggling a little as he edged downwards. "You are just gooey in the middle." He nipped at the end of her ribs right above her upper abdomen before sitting up when she asked they could go somewhere.[break] A breeze swept in with the remainder of rain. His lips curled a bit before glancing back towards the curtain as he saw feet walk passed. "If we do we need to move quickly. I am just not sure where to go." he glanced back down at her. "You run more than I do."
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Aug 26, 2017 21:40:58 GMT
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She was purring as his hands slid over her skin. Her silver eyes rolling when he poked holes in her tough girl act. "Don't try me." She growled, an empty threat. And suddenly she was rolled onto her back. The other feline hovering temptingly over her. Friends could still have fun and being as sensual as the both of them were it was no wonder they found themselves in this position every now and then. Her purring increased in volume as his lips touched her collar bone and Lucia arched upward against him. She watched as he debated their little trip, seeing the doubt there. Killian wasn't much of a runner. Or at least he wasn't one of the known troublemakers like herself. If it was because he worried for the consequences or just knew it was pointless she did't know. [break][break] "...we could just stay here." She offered after seeing his hesitation. Pushing herself up on her elbows she kissed his chest briefly. Growling when she couldn't reach his neck. "A different sort of distraction." Her lips pulled into a smirk as she let her nails trail along his stomach. Her silver eyes daring him to keep up with his trouble making.
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Post by Killian Cruz on Sept 2, 2017 17:37:35 GMT
[attr="class","biggieno"] [attr="class","textieno"]Rain wasn't entirely his favorite thing but he wasn't repulsed by it either. He, of course, would rather stay dry on this particular evening. He naturally surfed over her body as her encouraged purrs urged him on. He was a touchy creature anyways. He loved the feel of another's body close to his own. He wanted to have constant contact with him if it were possible. It made him feel needy to want it so badly but otherwise, he felt separated if he weren't. Touch was something he fed off of. The energy gave him almost life. She laid beneath him as he could see the wheels rolling in her head and almost as if she were picking up on his vibe, he grinned. "We could but he would have to be quiet." he purred seductively. "Think you are capable of that." He nuzzled into her chest a little bit as his hazel eyes peered up at her. As she sat up on her elbows he lifted up a bit and she kissed his chest speaking once more in her quiet coy way. "You got it, babe." he smirked.
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