Post by Raum on Mar 15, 2016 22:30:34 GMT -5
*** WARNING: THIS THREAD CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT ***
The sight of his brother launching to attack was impressive, and the Other shot him a wicked, satisfied smile. The two of them were unfathomably powerful together, and though he was allowing Leviathan to use this trespasser to send a message, he felt just as kingly knowing that this stranger’s trail of blood would spray across the Occasus for all to witness. It was a warning to any and all that they were not one of the meager, welcoming packs of the continent. This was his land now, not some sandy playpen for the masses. They would learn.
As he came back into his body, his eyes flashed at Mara, baring his teeth at her as she smiled at him brightly, tiny body wiggling and ears pressed back in some sort of girlish excitement, appeasing him with her posture. He felt it too, the energy that swam through her veins, but he growled at her coldly as she pressed into his shoulder. She curled around him like a snake, rubbing her pelt against his.
Raum’s skin tingled underneath his coat, burning like a thousand biting fire ants. His growl turned into a snarl as the heat of his body and rage burst out through his narrow eyes. The brute struggled over his words, attempting to keep relative composure. “You… why would you…” he almost choked over his words as Mara looked into his eyes and nip at his chin with her tiny, razor-like teeth. His growl turned into a choked moan, his body responding to her advances despite himself.
As she turned and swayed her tailless rump at him and sauntered into the caves, altogether devilish look plastered on her maw, he felt his length extend and harden. He followed her silently, anger still boiling in his saliva and dripping from his mouth, but part of his uncertainty was replaced with some raw, primal desire. Raum licked his lips absentmindedly, a low rumble sounding from his chest and rattling against the walls. With a swift flick of his head, he tossed his bone helm onto the ground and smashed it under his enormous, growing weight. He felt volatile.
The wolf wanted to hurt her in a much different way than he’d hurt others in the past. This was not the monster. Light irises adjusting to the dark, his pupil overtook his eye and radiated heat. He wanted her. He wanted her. And in that moment, the Other was so far away, Raum almost didn't remember he existed.
He was fully himself. Fully in control, adrenaline coursing through his veins like a poison, he moved towards Mara like a dark shadow. “I don’t want you fucking trespassers,” Raum whispered, moving from her ear along her body like a wasp. Mara was so diminutive, her lack of tail tantalizing, and his member wanted for her despite the fact that her femininity smelled of the foreigner. Watching her expression closely, he plunged his tongue into her once, forceful but somehow naturally soft, wiping away the scent in one pass and replacing it with his own. “I only want you fucking me.”
It was a proclamation of affection for him, as crude as it was. And while he was waiting and ready, and despite the raging desire for her within him, he did not want to rape her. He’d felt the desire to before, and he’d mounted others in hate and domination. This was different entirely. Raum didn’t just want her.
He wanted her to want him.