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Post by Felix "Volkov" Cairo on Jul 26, 2017 16:37:06 GMT
TAGGED OUTFIT NOTES LOVELY NOTES WONDERFUL NOTES THAT ROCK MY SOCKS | She called it whining but he called it a precaution. A snarl in his chest erupted, loud, and beastly. His wolf was the protector side of his personality. When Felix faced a pain it came forth and it was all because his wolf was stronger than his human. The wolf controlled the show and let the human believe it did. The feline-esque woman looked at his arm and then daringly licked his blood off part of her knuckle. ”Would you like to find out?” Dangerous predatory expression played upon his face as he merely took a half a step forwards. She was playing with fire. His wolf wasn’t like those she may have crossed in the past. This beast ran on blood. The wolf liked devouring more than just an internal organ. He wanted her to scream, he wasnt to feel her skin rip beneath ivory fang, and gasp for air when the torture became too much. He wanted to tug flesh from bone in a sickly slow rip. ”Mere death experiences doesn’t count as dying.” He said. His tone was deep and rumbling, slinking closer. His vibe had changed. Everything about him took a major shift as she beckoned him, calling to let the wolf surface and the man to shrink back into the shadows. Does she realize what she was trying to let escape? Unlikely. Head tipped a bit, fingers tightening into fists as nails dug deep into his skin. He couldn’t harm her, no, he shouldn’t harm her but damn did he want to.
That was when she managed to close the distance between them. Rolling her feminine body against his own as she let her lips just barely whisper along his ear singing her soft sweet siren lullaby. Body tightened not in the least bit enjoying the close proximity she put herself. Eyes hid themselves as a serpentine smile displayed. Just three little words were enough for the human to take one last breath and the wolf to lunge forward.
Eyes opened revealing absolutely no more blue hidden beneath the searing gold. There was a pause that seemed to last eons. His form immediately relaxed; sinking into this new found confidence that over took him. He inhaled through his nose the sweet smell of her sweat that beaded along her skin. Precariously, he allowed his fingers to uncoil themselves from his balled fist and with an open hand brushed along so gently, lovingly, along the side of her face. The touch no longer held a tremble that had run through his body moments ago, instead, it coursed like it knew what it was doing. Turning ever slightly to be more face to face with her a deadly smile pressed itself on his lips as he was eerily close to her face. His lips lingered toward her own though not touching instead he let his thumb rested softly on them when his hand slid down resting just at her chin. Almost as hotly as her lips tempted his ear, he whispered with a menacingly wicked tone. Hushed in formidable but alarming way that could make any lovers skin crawl. ”Then let’s not waste any time.”
With the speed of a rattler snake, he gripped her neck with a crushing force on her windpipe and pressed his body hard into hers enough to try and knock them off their feet and back onto the ground. Once he was sure her back was touching the earth beneath them, he wrestled to grip her by the wrists to pin them down rendering them absolutely useless. Lips drew upwards in an animalistic snarl keeping his form firmly and heavily atop her own, comfortably settling himself down in between her legs… hip to hip. ”I wanna play.” the words were almost said sickenly sweet like dripping sugar. He nuzzled softly along the side of her face and moved his lips towards her ear. ”Do you?” He nibbled quietly, giving her a sharp nip before he pulled his head up slightly being sure to be far enough away so she couldn’t head-butt him. He wanted to render her powerless for a moment. Let her feel what he did just moments ago when the wolf pushed its way free. ”Let’s see if I can make you purr.” He pressed his hips in tight against hers.
This wasn’t going to be loving. This was going to be bloody.
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Jul 26, 2017 17:31:40 GMT
| L ucia hadn't expected his wolf to be almost sultry when it took over. Fingers sliding down the skin of her cheek delicately and down to the elegant column of her neck. But that was when they gripped tight. Hard enough to make a pained sound slip through her lips. She tried to back away but he held her neck fast, nearly picking her feet up off the ground. And then suddenly she felt the earth beneath her back. Her hands being roughly yanked above her head and pinned there, and Felix's taunt frame pressing harshly against her own. Fear surged in her mind. She knew precisely what was happening. Something that had happened before, but not from Felix. Never from Felix. Was this what his wolf was like? This terrifying beast? He nips her neck and despite her fear she gasp. Games? What types of games? What did his sick little mind have in store for her? ”Felix!” She needed the man to come back. She had made a mistake, a horrible mistake. She struggled for all she was worth. But against another werebeast her strength was easily bested. She tried to yang her hands free, she turned her head and twisted her body in ways that she hoped would topple him. She tried pulling her legs up so that she could kick him off, something that might have worked if he would just sit back a few more inches. She wasn’t just going to let this happen. If this bastard was going to hurt her he was going to have one hell of a fight. -make you purr….It was one thing when she initiated things. When she wasn’t pinned and restrained as she was now. Earlier she might have enjoyed her time with him. But this wasn’t what she had in mind. The wasn’t even Felix. Was he so out of control that this was what took over? She tried rolling from side to side again but her attempts were getting weaker as she tired. She had messed up so badly…why had she poked the wolf? Her dress was more of a belt at this point with all her desperate squirming and Lucia knew she couldn’t overpower him. But maybe she could get the human Felix back….the one that didn’t try to pin her down. She stopped fighting for a moment so that she could catch his eyes…his bright golden eyes. ”Felix please…don’t do this. I-We can do this, just not like this. Don’t just take it.” She wasn’t crying but she was afraid. Her normal bravado gone in the face of what was about to happen. ”Please, I’m so sorry.” She bit her lip and turned her head to the side. Lids sliding down over her silver eyes. Whatever was about to happen, she wasn’t going to watch it. But her leopard refused to even consider giving in and suddenly her head snapped back to him. Her silver eyes almost bright enough to glow. ”You’re a damn coward! No wonder everyone looks down on your kind! Just look at what the hybrid is about to do! About to hurt someone that trusted him!!” She hissed loudly and a lingering feline growl filled the air. ”Get OFF of me you mongrel before I make what the boss does to you look like play!!” Her hips bucked suddenly, violently in an attempt to throw him. |
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Post by Felix "Volkov" Cairo on Jul 26, 2017 18:13:05 GMT
TAGGED OUTFIT NOTES LOVELY NOTES WONDERFUL NOTES THAT ROCK MY SOCKS | He inhaled deeply again. Golden optics shielding themselves in a pleasurable state. ”You smell so…..” he said. His mouth was nearly watery as eyes focused themselves back down on to her. ”Delicious.” His hips pressed and rubbed hungrily in wanting. She began to struggle to get him off but he simply rocked with her, pinning her down with wolf like might and muscle. ”What’s a matter, honey. Is my play not what you wanted in the first place?” He rocked up into her lower part, slamming almost as his Chelsea smile remained planted. ”Isn’t this what you wanted? Isn’t this what you were trying to do the whole time and now that I give it to you. You don’t want it?” He moved to where he could hold both her arms pinned with one hand, leaning up as he gripped her chin with his now free hand. ”You selfish bitch.” With that he leaned down and bite at her chin. It was a bit more than a nip but less than an full on bite. The scrape he left was enough to draw some blood from the small nick. He licked at it nearly moaning at the pleasurable of her life’s fluid. He was going to enjoy this. He was going to enjoy every second of this little wench’s last moments. He nibbled more at the mark attempting to get some more from it without actually making it bigger. He paused though when she whimpered Felix’s name. Lifting his head back up as golden eyes now seared into hers, he mocked her. ”Felix. Felix.” he said in an almost painful manner. ”Felix come back……Guess what!” he nipped at her again. ” He fucking can’t.”
The human side no longer had control. It was completely gone as said by his eyes. No shred of humanity was left in this body that she tempted and teased and unfortunately for her. This wolf had no fear of their boss back home. He rode the pain like it was a wave.
She started to try and make some sort of deal saying that she understood the clear difference between his beast and him. The wolf supposed she should probably work on her listening skills and take whatever human felix had to say seriously. The human side never wanted to have fun though. Instead it always kept placing boxes upon boxes his front of his cage to keep him hidden and left deep within the shadows. He however still reminded his human self that it was only a matter of time before he came out and saw the light always tantalizing him with scratches on his inner core waiting. No less there was a difference in this game now. The difference was simple. The woman now was letting her feline come out to play and the wolf was eager. As her glowing eyes pieced into his, she spat out an insult or two but he didn’t seemed phased. ”There she is.”
His grip on her though wasn’t as firm as he once had it when he switched to only having one hand. As she bucked to get him off, she succeeded. He rolled away and moved to lean on his knees and hands and huffed. Body started to morph and shift, sprouting fur in place of skin, paws replacing hands and feet. The dark beast stood with jaws apart and ears flat tight against his skull, drool pooling around his canines that they dripped from. Fur spiked along the ridge of his spine to the tip of his tail that curled up high over his rump in dominance. ”I’m gonna eat you, kitty.” He snapped.
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Jul 26, 2017 18:48:00 GMT
| H e mocked her pleas, completely sadistic in how he reveled in her fear. The bite on her chin made her hiss loudly as the pain in such a sensitive spot. His body moving against her own in a way that she knew foretold more was to come made her sick. And then he kept bothering the wound until it bled. Making it ache and sting even more. She tried to turn her head away, squirming. And then she had her chance when one of his hands released her wrists. The sudden buck of her hips toppled him and Lucia didn't miss a beat. Not about to give him a chance to grab her again. She could see the dark fur sprouting from his skin and began to shift herself. As soon as the claws tore from her fingers she leaped onto the nearest tree and began pulling herself upward. The obsidian claws digging deep into the bark until she was safely several feet up in air and out of a wolf's range. Her tail lashed wildly and her ears were pinned back in a very typical pissed off feline pose. "Who's the stupid bitch now you dumb dog? Who cant climb trees? Mangy ass mutt." She spoke telepathically to him. She was still shaking but feeling much better about the situation now that she was safely up a tree. She climbed up a little further until she could lay down on a branch and peer down at the stupid wolf. Lucia was shaken by the near incident but her cat wouldn't let that weakness show. Instead she sat and peered down at him with the presence of a queen staring at a peasant. Now she just had to wait for the human side of him to catch up and then she could climb back down. Even though the human part of her still felt uneasy about that idea. She didn't want to get down there where she would be weak and easily grabbed again. She wanted to stay up here and out of the lions proverbial gaping maw. Idly she licked her paw and brushed it over the wound on her chin. Over and over until she could no longer taste her own blood. Being a werebeast it would heal quickly. But given the location and the thin skin there it would likely leave a small scat for at least a while. |
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Post by Felix "Volkov" Cairo on Jul 26, 2017 19:44:15 GMT
TAGGED OUTFIT NOTES LOVELY NOTES WONDERFUL NOTES THAT ROCK MY SOCKS | She broke free, no, how could she have broken free? No less he was going to take this in stride. If anything this was going to make it more fun. Maybe if he was lucky she would run. There was nothing more exciting for his wolf blood than the thrill of the hunt. Once she quickly moved he was right on her tail, literally, jaws snapping wildly attempting to grab her long appendage. As she got up higher he rocketed up off his hind legs, jaws slapping shut like a steel trap only to catch nothing but air.
He refused to let this go. He refused to lose his chance of ripping that fur off her flesh and chew on her hide.
He landed back on all for paws with a thud before quickly circling around the trunk. Large paws thudded the ground as he carried his massive frame around. It was pointless and he was quick to give it up however hearing her words spat at him… he almost rolled his eyes. ”Name calling from a tree. Very poetic.” he snarled back at her. His head lowered but his eyes were pointed up watching her perched in safety. His black nose twitched a bit as he tested the air. There had to be some way a wolf could climb a tree, right? He rubbed his nose along the bark of the tree before lifting up on his hind legs digging his claws into the bark attempting to pull himself up but to no avail. He wasn’t even successful in pulling his hind legs off the ground.
He backed up a bit to get a better look up at her before allowing his rump to fall back to the earth, sitting almost patiently. ”I was only playing. Why don’t you come back down here and we can talk about it.” he knew this wouldn’t allow him to have control for very long. Now that he now longer had something to take his aggression out on, the human would start sauntering forward again. ”I won’t bite. Promise.” He gave her a toothy grin his voice low and dark. Though he knew well she wasn’t going to and so this was only a matter of time before all of this fun would come to an end. He was going to push it though.
Lifting back up to all fours he started sniffing around attempting to find something else to do while he waited for her to try and risk an escape. Maybe she would be stupid enough to do it. ”HOws about we race? I will even give you a head start.” he said absently after a moment seeing if maybe she would take the bait.
---- Closing in on an hour----
The lack of thrill and entertainment was certainly dull and the blue in the wolfs eyes were steadily starting to come back. Before long he eventually shifted back to his human form making sure to grab clothing that fell off and adjust himself. ”You can come down now, Lucia.” there was nothing in his voice now. The anger that had him filled earlier was utterly gone. ”I won’t hurt you.” Looking up at the feline in the tree he made sure she could get a good look at his eyes that were now a deeper oceanic blue. ”I’m sorry…..” he didn’t usually apologize but he felt that this was a need for it. He could have seriously hurt her and though true it wasn’t like he hadn’t slapped her before but this was different. This was intent on killing. He kept himself away from the girls for that very reason. Anything could trigger the wolf and if it was strong enough the wolf would destroy whatever it was that let him out. He didn’t really want to hurt anyone. Quietly he awaited for her to come back down the tree though he knew it would probably take time. She likely wouldn’t trust him right now at this point.
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Jul 26, 2017 21:15:46 GMT
| S he ignored his taunts and although her body would tense with each desperate leap he made at the tree she didn't climb any higher. He couldn't reach her. Lucia set about cleaning her fur. Her rough feline tongue slipping over her silver spotted fur until she began to softly purr with contentment. Nearly an hour passed before she heard a familiar voice from the base of the tree, lacking the rough quality of the wolf. She craned her furry skull down to watch him, noting the bright blue of his eyes that was distinctly different from the gold that had invaded them from before. But still she hesitated. What if it was a trick? What had nearly happened was no small thing. Even for a woman in her profession who had faced it more than once it was still something that sent her reeling for days. And lingered in her nightmares for far longer. And she had seen the devil in his eyes. He wasn't just going to hurt her but he was going to keep going until the light in her eyes dimmed and her skin went cold. He had intended to kill her. She didn't speak for several minutes. She just watched him. Waiting for any sign that the wolf in him was still awake. Reluctantly the feline began her decent. Long nails hooking deeply into the flesh of the tree until she was about size feet from the ground and she twisted around to release and land with a soft thud on her paws. Her tail still twitched nervously and the hair on her body rose on end when she drew nearer to the danger she had just barely escaped before. She didn't know what to say. How to speak to him now. She knew that it hadn't really been Felix but something/someone far more sinister. But even now she knew that beast was in there. Lumbering around in his head just waiting for an escape. It unnerved her and she wasn't ready to shift back into her weaker human skin just yet. This second shift and the desperate grappling had readily torn apart what had been left of her clothing as well. And while being naked wouldn't normally phase her it was the last thing she wanted at that moment. "How do I know that?"She ask suddenly after what felt like an eternity of silence. Her feline form still coiled and ready to make a fast escape up another tree. "You tried to...and you were going to kill me after, or during. Weren't you?"She knew it wasn't the same man, but she couldn't just let it go so easily. Felix. She had never thought she had more to fear from him than harsh words and a backhand. Never...that. She growled and wrapped her long tail around her paws. "....I need something to wear."Clothing, normally something she could care less about. But it meant a lot right then. |
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Post by Felix "Volkov" Cairo on Jul 26, 2017 23:34:56 GMT
TAGGED OUTFIT NOTES LOVELY NOTES WONDERFUL NOTES THAT ROCK MY SOCKS | He debated on leaving her up there in the tree as he knew he would be lucky if she came down at all. ”My wolf didn’t leave a good impression. Hm?” It was his pathetic way of taking a stab at a joke. Standing there he continued to wait until the feline eventually started to saunter down and quietly he took a few more steps backward just to give her plenty of room. He was well done with trying to harm her in any way possible. He didn’t like that side of himself. The sadistic side that didn’t care much of anything… not even his own amount of pain.
Even as she now sat on the ground, he could tell she was refusing to shift back and at her words he looked away. ”..I…. I’m just sorry.” there wasn’t much more he could say about the subject other than it wasn’t something that he intended to do. ”I got pushed to my limit and he got out. I try hard to keep him away from you girls. I don’t enjoy hurting you…. Any of you.” His tone got a little hard there but it simmered back down. His head was pointed away from her, eyes cast to the ground, hands in his pockets looking as though he felt shame. Though his wolf obviously made that seem like a Conflicted thing to say. As she said she needed something to wear he glanced down at his shirt and quietly started to pull it off. After a moment holding it in his fingers, he finally lifted his head to look at her. Blue eyes were filled with a quiet pleading apology. ”I know you don’t believe me and that’s fine. But at least consider them.” With that said he tossed his shirt towards her letting it land just at her paws before turning partially away to give her ‘privacy’ of putting his shirt on but still able to keep her within his sights.
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Jul 27, 2017 1:32:51 GMT
| W hen he tried to make light of what almost happened Lucia turned on him with fire in her silver eyes. ”Its not a joke you bastard!” She snapped. Feeling as if she were going to be ill. When he offered her his shirt she at first didn’t take it. It smelled like him, just like he had when he loomed over her. When his hips had harshly slammed against her own. When he had bitten her chin and teased the wound even as it bled. It landed at her feet and it took everything in her not to flinch away. When he turned away she slowly shifted. Immediately snatching up the shirt and slipping it over her head. She pulled her long silver hair up through the neck and watched Felix cautiously. ”You cant control it then.” She spoke reluctantly. She didn’t really want to know more about it. But she couldn’t very well just live the rest of her days shying away every time Felix came near. She crossed her arms over her chest. Another barrier between them. Although she already knew that if he turned there was little she could do against him. ”Maybe we should just head back.” She couldn’t believe she was saying that. But after what had nearly happened she felt jittery and nervous. There was no way she would be able to enjoy the rest of the day. She swallowed her pride and scratched at her long silver hair above her ear. ”I’m sorry I pushed you I-I hadn’t expected that to be what came out.” No. She knew some couldn’t control their beast but she had never caught the bad end of things so severely. ”Lets just go back home.” She repeated. The word home was such a nice term for where she lived. Where they lived. But it was what it was. |
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Post by Felix "Volkov" Cairo on Jul 27, 2017 1:51:29 GMT
TAGGED OUTFIT NOTES LOVELY NOTES WONDERFUL NOTES THAT ROCK MY SOCKS | He wasn’t really trying to make fun of what happened if anything he felt sick to his stomach about it. So close he could have --- …. He breathed through his nose attempting to keep whatever word vomit was trying to work its way up. So close everything could have ended right there.
Once he was sure she was through, he turned back to her when she started speaking again. What she said was pretty rhetorical and so he wouldn’t answer it but the look on his face said all that he really could about the matter. He lost two of the most important people to him because of this issue he had. It wasn’t like he chose it for himself… if anything…. It was his parents fault for making such an unstable being. She spoke about heading back and he slowly nodded. ”probably best.” He didn’t make any inclination of going close to her though, simply keeping the space between the two of them. It was weird how their dynamics had changed. She the over-confident feline and he the controlled canine. All of that was gone. It was no longer a battle of wits it was now just serious.
She however looked at him as though he could turn on her in any given moment and that was all too familiar. The look on her face resembled one he had seen before. With that memory in place he simply kept his eyes adverted from her. Though he was surprised she was the one apologizing. ”I want to say it’s okay but we both know it’s not. I’m just glad you escaped from---…. Me.” it was odd. That really wasn’t him. At least not the full him. That was a side of him he kept buried and prayed would never see the light of day again. Though he knew all too well as the wolf reminded him. It was only time. ”Lets go.” With that he started to walk though not really looking or caring to see if she was following.
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Jul 27, 2017 4:25:20 GMT
| S he didn't respond to anything he said. She simply remained silent and when he turned to head back she slowly followed. Keeping at least about fifteen feet between them at all times. Distance. Distance meant time. Time to escape if he attacked. The silence stretched between them. Pregnant with emotion. Her fear, his regret. It hung in the air so thick it was hard to breathe. As night crept upon them Lucia knew that they wouldn't reach the city that night. She was tired. Exhausted from running all morning and then the incident with Felix had drained her. She needed sleep. But how she would find that with Felix as her only companion out here in the wilderness was anyone's guess. Sweat eventually began to glisten on her forehead despite the cold air of the encroaching night. She didn't feel like taking another step. "Felix." She hated herself for showing weakness to him right then. But her legs were screaming and she didn't want to push it. "I need to stop." With that admission Lucia plopped down with her back against the nearest tree. She started to bring her knees up to her chest but remembering what she wore she thought better of it. She would stay warmer as a cat, the fur. But she didn't like sleeping in her cat form. It gave her dreams. Nightmares that something was hunting her. She could never see its face just feel the utter terror that something small and defenseless felt in the face of insurmountable opposition. Her stomach grumbled loudly and Lucia did the only thing that seemed reasonable. She pretended it didn't happen. She knew how to start a fire but only if she had flint, she'd never had any luck rubbing sticks together. A skill she had learned in her childhood on one of many nights that her aunt didn't want 'that thing' in her house. "Do you know how to start a fire?" He said he knew how to do lots of things. Maybe it was one of them. A chill worked its way over her tan skin. The sweat from her exertion quickly drying and drawing away what little warmth she had. |
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Post by Felix "Volkov" Cairo on Jul 30, 2017 0:07:42 GMT
TAGGED OUTFIT NOTES LOVELY NOTES WONDERFUL NOTES THAT ROCK MY SOCKS | Normally he probably would have enjoyed the silence but at this very moment it felt… cold. The type of silence and distance she was giving him was so out of character for her. Though he couldn’t blame her really. He about took the most precious thing from her that she probably would have given to him anyways. He about…. Took her life. All the power in the world that she had control over on when and where he was about to take it from her. His shoulders hunched forwards a bit feeling a slight bitter chill starting to creep over him. The sweat was beginning to dry from his earlier events and now shirtless and bare-chested, he was left to fight the chill. Luckily it wasn’t cold enough to brother him too much but night was falling quick and the air would grow much colder once it progresses along.
He got lost in his thought and probably wouldn’t have noticed Lucia stopping had she not said anything. He looked briefly over his shoulder as she seemed to almost drop. At her next question though he nodded, quietly with a soft ”Sure.” and went about grabbing some sticks and kindling. Grabbing some thin dry grass he cupped it into a nest and then started to work on rubbing the sticks to get friction. Smoke was the first thing that came filtering up between his fingers and the stick before eventually he got an ember and transferred it over to the nest. He cupped his hands and blew softly into it causing the smoke to plume and eventually spark a fire. Quickly he started shoving small dry sticks to feed the flame the entire time his eyes down and focused. He didn’t want to see that look on her face anymore. So he would just leave it be and prayed they got back to ‘home’ as soon as possible and be done with this. He was done being looked at like he was a monster.
Once the flames were steady he shook fell back onto his rump and pulled his kness up resting his arms atop them as he gazed into the flames.
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Jul 30, 2017 0:47:53 GMT
| H e started working on the fire with only a single word. Never had she seen him so agreeable to anything. So...complacent. He wasn't even glaring at her over the fire. Just staring into the flames with those bright blue eyes that appeared almost dulled by the evenings events. She didn't know what to say. In some strange twisted way she felt guilty for pushing him so far that he snapped. With everything that had transpired she shouldn't be feeling guilty.....should she? It was all a horrible complicated terrifying mess that left her not knowing what to think or how to act. She didn't like this new dynamic. Not that she liked the old one...but it felt safe. She knew that she might receive a backhand here or there. But for the most part harsh words and sarcastic comments were all that flew. But now she felt like a scared mouse. And she didn't like that. Not. One. Bit. It was the feline part of her that pushed her to move. To climb to her tired feet and move closer to him like a brave house cat facing down a grizzly. Her body was coiled and tense. Ready to spring away or quickly shift. But the closer she got nothing happened and she felt a little braver. A little more confident. And then in a move that made her skin crawl and everything in her want to run Lucia sat down right beside him. Her hip brushing his as she pulled her knees up to her chest. No longer having to worry about flashing him given that they were side by side. She was sitting a little closer to the fire than him and held her hands out to warm them over the flickering flames. "When I was a kid I lost my mom. It happened so fast and sometimes its hard to see her as anything but that sick woman who took over those last few days of her life. After she died my aunt reluctantly took me in. They weren't werebeasts. Not her, her husband. My cousins. They treated me like a 'thing', like a family pet that no one liked. I didn't get spoken to like a person. I was clothed and fed but that was the extent of their kindness. Upholding the obligation they made to my mother." She paused and her silver eyes closed. Several minutes later she would turn to look over her shoulder at him. The neck of his shirt having slipped down to reveal more of her tanned skin and the faint tan lines there. "What I'm trying to get at...in a really strange way. Is just that I know what its like to be treated like your a ticking time bomb just because of what you are born as."She turned back to the fire and leaned forward so that her chin could rest on her knees. "I shouldn't have kept pushing. Its not...its not ok. What almost happened. But I know that it wasn't a decision you made." She took a breath and reached down to grab a small twig then toss it into the flames. "And getting scared gets old really fast. So...just tell me ok? If I hit a nerve or if you feel him coming?" She chewed on her lip. Looking surprisingly innocent for once. "Because he scares me..." |
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Criminal
Heterosexual.
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Everything I have done, I done for you. I move the stars for no one.
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Post by Felix "Volkov" Cairo on Jul 30, 2017 1:35:46 GMT
TAGGED OUTFIT NOTES LOVELY NOTES WONDERFUL NOTES THAT ROCK MY SOCKS | He didn’t know what else to do other than to avoid and pray that this experience would be quick. Then he could go back to his merry way, get yelled at for being careless then back out in the field. Alone. Just how he liked it.
He would much rather be alone and not have to worry about hurting someone until time came to steal another life. He remained hunched over his knees as he rocked his feet back onto his heels. Blue eyes stared vacantly into the flames as he let his mind romp through the past. What could’ves and should’ves. The what ifs and the maybes. He didn’t like screwing up. He didn’t like not having a control over what happens to his wolf but it seemed like he slipped out so easily. Like his grip on him was just gone. He didn’t understand what was happening to him other than it felt familiar. It felt like something he was trying to relive again only this time it wasn’t with family. It wasn’t going to be a lover who fled for her life with his infant daughter….. when he lost everything.
Her hip brushing his was what made him come back to the present and realize she had daringly moved closer, close enough that he could feel the near heat bounce off her body from the fire. Idly he glanced her way before looking back to the flames. He wouldn’t say anything and hadn’t planned on it. Though there was a little bit of hope that was starting to grow. So small that it seemed impossible for it to grow. The warmth and glow of the fire felt good to his chilled skin, it was enough to probably sink him into a calmness of sleep if he so chose to slip but he refused. He couldn’t because the cat could likely slip away into the night and he would be back at square one. Tonight… there would be no sleep for him. When she started speaking it surprised him but he kept keen in listening to her. It was things he already partially knew.. well besides the smaller details like their kindness towards her. But he knew that she had been orphaned after her mother’s passing and that her aunt had took her in.
Pressing his lips together blue eyes soon shifted towards her and a quiet understanding. He was glad she seemed to understand for the most part. That was all he wanted from her. It was scary and it was even scarier knowing he had no control of the outcome. ”It wasn’t like you would have known that some monster is lurking.” his tone was low but held a tune of care for the words he spoke. ”Not everyone is as much of a poor excuse of a hybrid like me.” it was a slow but sad smile that made it’s way on his lips. ”I suppose I should’ve been more open but tell me…. Would you have believed me at first? If I told you from the beginning that if you piss me off enough that some violent wolf was going to break out and try to skin you alive?” he paused to let her think about it before moving his eyes off her and back to the fire. He knew she was too curious for her own good. She would have poked just to see what would have happened, what were it like when that ticking finally stopped and the bomb exploded. In his mind they still would have ended right back where they are. ”I’ll let you know when I get to my limit. Okay?”
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Post by Lucia Yulvina on Jul 30, 2017 3:15:01 GMT
| L ucia couldn’t help the retort that rose on her tongue in response to his hybrids comment. Although her voice was notably teasing. ”There are good examples?” She could have ended up a hybrid given the mixing of her parents races. But one had reigned dominant lucky for her. When he asked if she would have believed him her immediate gut response was to say of course but the reply didn’t make it past her lips. No. No she wouldn’t have. She would have been curious and want to see this ‘scary’ side of him. Well…now she had. She didn’t speak. He already knew the answer to that question. He had been around her long enough to know her rather well. He would know she couldn’t not poke the bear. The cat in her always curious and eager to get into more than she could handle. When he said he would tell her she returned her silver gaze to the fire in front of her. A somewhat uneasy truce falling between them and with a nod of her head she agreed. Her silver hair fell around her shoulders in messy waves. Dirty from their earlier tussle when the unimaginable had almost happened. His shirt provided some warmth but she couldn’t get close enough to the fire. She couldn’t even put her finger on why she was so cold tonight. Normally the cold didn’t bother her this badly. Her cat loved the cold, but again sleeping in that form would plague her with nightmares. She wrapped her arms around herself and leaned as close to the fire as she dared. And still her teeth began to chatter. ”Can I sit with you?” She ask suddenly. Not looking at him when she ask. She wasn’t completely at ease now but she wasn’t nearly as skittish as she had been earlier. Of course she was technically sitting with him. Her side had brushed against his home. But this wasn’t warm enough. Her back was still freezing. She wanted to curl up between him and the fire and use him as a shield against the cold. Of course she wouldn’t phrase it that way…that was just rude. She looked over her shoulder at him and waited for him to reply. Not pushing any boundaries he didn’t allow. She knew the possible repercussions all too well. |
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Criminal
Heterosexual.
Hybrid
Authored by Negan.
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Post by Felix "Volkov" Cairo on Aug 1, 2017 0:21:49 GMT
TAGGED OUTFIT NOTES LOVELY NOTES WONDERFUL NOTES THAT ROCK MY SOCKS | They seemed to go quiet after that and he just went back to looking into the fire. It was too bad that the flames didn’t read like crystal balls did. Telling him of whether his luck would change or not… or perhaps…. Whether he would end up hurting the people he was supposed to watch over. He knew the girls would never understand just as he was sure Lucia wouldn’t have until she met the beast face to face as she did this night. No less there had seemed to be an unspoken truce between them. He would take it. He figured that was probably all he was going to get anyways.
Her voice broke him from his thoughts and for a moment he stared at her long and hard. Was it some kind of trick? Some kind of prodding? Felix didn’t touch the girls and he wouldn’t make a habit out of it. But who was he kidding? He was cold too. He could visibly see the large goosbumps that littered her skin and he nodded his head. ”Sure.” He figured she would want to settle down close to where she was in between his legs…. Since that was about as more ‘sitting with him’ as she could get. He waved her over and once she got herself settled he did his best to pick up the heat from her also. It was a cool night. One of the cooler ones he has experienced but then again… both of them were pretty much half naked.
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