Love Is All You Need [Jericho]

[Angel]

Angel’s eyes shot open, a pair of crystal blue sapphires in the darkness. She was alone in the small den... No one was there, not even her pups. She was completely and utterly alone. A whine escaped the white femme’s maw as the wave of intense emotion washed through her – so intense that it drove her to her paws and out of her den despite the late hour of the night. The white female began pacing, brow furrowed with confusion and pain at the sudden ache in her heart.

Why did nobody want to be with her? Surely she wasn’t that bad, was she? All of the doubts which were usually locked away in the depths of her mind swirled to the forefront, until all she could see were the dismissive glances the other Descai wolves gave her and those subtle words directed at her and her offspring. She desperately needed someone, anyone, to tell her that she was loved, that she wasn’t merely the mother of the bastard pups of Descai. No one would though. That was the problem; no one in Descai cared one bit for the tundra hunter. Even Vorilye, the wolf famed for his multiple partners, had rejected her advances when they'd first met despite her obvious willingness to be his. What was wrong with her?

Angel dropped her head dejectedly, ears lying flat against her skull. She only wanted to be told that she was loved, that she was pretty, that she was valuable to someone. That was all she ever wanted. But apparently that was already too much to ask for. It seemed that every wolf in Descai thought of her as nothing but a useless burden. Well, if that was the case, she would have to go somewhere else! Anywhere else, to escape the loneliness that was tearing at her heart. Immediately, Angel abandoned her pacing and broke into a run, dashing in the general direction of the border to the loner lands, determined to leave Kamari and the cruel wolves within it behind.

Really, one would wonder what such an innocent looking lady was doing in a pack with such a vicious reputation anyway; Angel was the ultimate emblem of purity with her soft white fur and sparkling blue eyes. As she ran, her pelt flashed like frosted snow in the moonlight, fur thick and fluffy over her lithe figure as her long slim legs stretched out to race across the terrain.

Truly, she was not an unattractive wolfess, and plenty of males had in fact desired her before. Her memory, though, was not the best as a result of her peculiar mental condition, and when she felt an emotion in its extreme form, everything else went straight out of her mind. Tonight, it was clear that loneliness was in control, and her response to that was apparently to run as far away from the place that had caused it as possible. Which ended up not being very far at all – despite her physique being well-primed due to all the hunting she did for the pack her legs eventually ran out of energy somewhere in northern I’queyer, and the beautiful white femme slowed to a graceful walk, panting lightly from her exertion.

As Angel paused to finally look around at her surroundings, she spotted the wide entrance to what looked like a large cave. What was very odd though was the faint glow that appeared to be coming from inside – having nothing better to do, Angel crept forward to take a closer look, and upon entering she found that the source was a million tiny little lights dotted across the ceiling. She’d never seen such a beautiful place before, and despite the overwhelming loneliness from there being no-one to share the experience with, she felt a tiny bit of awe creep into her heart. “How absolutely lovely…” she sighed, her delicate feminine voice the only sound in the vast empty cavern. If only someone was here beside her – she would give anything in the world, anything at all, just for some company.




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Four legs dashed though the woods late at night. The stars were lovely and bright, and the skies were wide and dark. Jericho occasionally looked at the skies, admiring its beauty, but he then regained his focus on his front. He ran and tried to think straight. Being the player and somewhat promiscuous male he was, he often had urges even out of mating season. He sometimes came out at night to search for any female that was willing to have a one-night stand with him. He slowed his pace to a more relaxed trot as he approached the borders of Aleru, and until he reached the famed Selunari Expanse. The place was beautiful. He longed to see the glowworms of the cavern that he had heard of, so he began to look for it desperately.

Jericho suddenly began to think of her. The female that stole his heart and never remained the same afterwards had made a huge damage to his trust. He truly loved her, above all, and sometimes he still does. The thought of seeing her ebony body next to his in a warm embrace filled his heart with pain and bliss at the same time. The sight of her breathing, her chest raising and falling softly, and the sound of her beating heart were things that he missed the most. The way that he felt when they mated was out of this world--the way she looked at him, the way she said his name was too intoxicating, too beautiful for him. He longed to feel fur as soft as hers once again. But the thing that hurts the most is that none of it was real, and it was just a sick, twisted, evil illusion.

He lifted his head and saw a faint glow coming in front of him. He saw the entrance of the cave, and he could see the faint glow of the glowworms at the distance. He began to walk towards the light, when suddenly a faint smell invaded his nostrils. He paused on his path, and sniffed the air. The scent was from a female, and Jericho noticed that she was inside the cave. He smiled, licked his maw and began to walk towards it confidently yet with agonizing anticipation. As he entered, what he saw was beautiful--hundreds if not thousands of glowworms made the ceiling look like the night sky, and emitted a beautiful, romantic low light that reflected against his body and against his fiery, orange eyes. He then lowered his head and what he saw was even more beautiful; a snowy white wolf that made his heart almost explode was in front of him. He walked cautiously yet confidently, but stopped when he heard her utter some words. “How absolutely lovely…” This was his chance to make an entrance, so he did. "Just like you." He smiled and walked a few more steps so that he would stand next to her, and only some inches separated them both. He looked at her, and her beautiful blue eyes made him shiver. He already felt urges, yet he controlled them and tried to ignore her sweet scent that was driving him crazy.

OOC: done <3 sorry for the long wait ;w; || WORDS: 534 ||TAG: Angel  || MOOD:  confident, anxious || MUSE:  meh-ish

[Angel]

A soft low voice by her side broke Angel out of her thoughts, and she turned to see a male standing close beside her. Immediately, she knew that her prayers had been answered. As her eyes met his, a wild spark lit in a deep corner of the female’s heart, pushing aside a little of the dark cloud of loneliness tormenting her soul. The insecure female’s stunned mind raced to comprehend this sudden fortune that had been bestowed upon her as she gazed at the stranger in silent awe. Could he be… the one? Could he be the man she’d been waiting for her entire life; the dashingly handsome brute who would sweep her off her paws with his easy charm? He certainly looked the part, with his subtly muscled figure and his soft grey coat. His eyes, too, were stunning, a warm fiery orange which set her heart fluttering. And his compliment to her… she felt so undeserving of the honour.

Broken out of her daydream, the delicate she wolf sighed sadly, a soft musical sound gently flowing from her maw. “Ohhh… how lovely of you to say that, sir. But it can’t be true; I could never possibly compare to this astounding beauty around us.” Her clear blue eyes lifted once more to the blanket of soft twinkling lights covering the ceiling of the cavern, envying their glory as pangs of deep loneliness tugged again at her heart. If only he truly meant what he had said… But she knew that wasn’t possible, not for one as handsome as him. If Angel wasn’t even good enough for those in her pack – who weren’t half as attractive as the wolf beside her – there was no way this charming male could be interested in her.

The poor she wolf couldn’t remember anyone who had told her that she was beautiful before (although she was forgetting even now to take into consideration that her memory was patchy at the best of times). Indeed, Angel was entirely unaware of the enticing way the light of the glowworms above danced playfully in her sapphire blue eyes and highlighted her soft pure white coat. She was in fact a rarity to be prized, but being tucked away in the murky swamps of Acerbus for the majority of her life as a mature female, hardly any sane males had ever laid eyes upon her. This one was the first contact she’d had with the world outside her pack for a long time.

And what good luck that she had decided to run from Descai tonight. Angel felt incredibly glad that she’d been fortunate enough to meet such a kind and good-looking stranger during her temporary period of freedom from her pack. A large part of her still dared to hope that his earlier words hadn’t been meaningless – right now she so desperately wanted to be loved and appreciated that her heart almost felt as if it would tear itself apart if that need wasn’t satisfied. The close proximity of the male was not helping either, it only made her more aware of the comfort of physical contact which she had been missing out on for so long. As Angel stood staring at the ceiling, a violent shiver passed down her spine, a spasm betraying the strong feelings coursing through her body.

Immediately, the female lowered her head and flattened her ears, glad for the soft layer of fur which hid her blush. “I… I’m sorry, sir. It’s just very cold here, so close to the night outside. Perhaps it would be warmer further in?” A small smile suggesting shy coyness grew on her lips as Angel turned her gaze back towards the charming stranger, tilting her head up a little in order to meet the eyes of the slightly taller male. She didn’t mean anything by it – of course not – she simply wanted to know whether he would care to accompany her a little longer, or whether he had better things to do than waste his time with a miserably lonely femme.



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A small moment of silence occurred between the two wolves. Jericho kept looking at her beautiful eyes, yet he felt that she was not here mentally. He had no clue as of why, but he remained still and confident in his ways. He took that small moment of silence to really check her exterior physique. She was a tad smaller than him, and her fur was pure white. Her eyes were sapphire blue, intense... innocent. She was a stunning fae that turned necks, and surely Jericho felt that he had won a prize for the night. The glowworms' light reflected down on her fur and face, making her seem even more sexy and beautiful. He snapped back to his senses when he heard a sad sigh escape her maw. "“Ohhh… how lovely of you to say that, sir. But it can’t be true; I could never possibly compare to this astounding beauty around us.” Jericho felt shivers when he heard her soft voice. He frowned a little and replied to her softly. "It is true. This beauty does not compare to you at all. You are far more beautiful than my words can explain, my love. And, by the way, my name is Jericho. What is yours?" He smiled sweetly as to confirm his statement.

He noticed that the night was cold, but the coldness seemed more real to the beautiful femme next to him. She suddenly shuddered, and quickly after followed her voice. “I… I’m sorry, sir. It’s just very cold here, so close to the night outside. Perhaps it would be warmer further in?”  He smiled seductively at the female, eyeing her with an idea on his head. "Of course, darling. Let's go in and share our warmth." He walked by her, purposely brushing his body against hers. She was very soft which made Jericho feel even more lustful. He stopped walking and looked back at his company, motioning her to follow him. He walked deeper into the cave until he saw a small den, probably made by a fox or some other animal. It was filled with sticks and leaves, perfect for the both of them. He awaited next to it so that the femme would lay in it first, yet he was very anxious and excited about what would happen...

OOC: done <3  || WORDS: 388 ||TAG: Angel|| MOOD: lustful || MUSE: decent :3

[Angel]

Angel’s heart soared as Jericho insisted that she was even more beautiful than the awe-inspiring lights up above the two wolves. The stranger had somehow succeeded in lifting yet more of the sadness of being alone away from her; for the first time in years she felt truly appreciated and was genuinely flattered by his charm. Her disoriented mind hardly knew how to respond, so the pretty white she wolf simply stood there gazing at him with a carefree radiant smile upon her face.

Then the male introduced himself as Jericho, a name which she’d never heard before but one that swirled pleasantly in her mind. Jericho… “My name is Angel,” the white femme replied as she blinked up at her handsome companion, pleased that they were both now acquainted with each other’s names.

She nodded, then gave a light-hearted giggle at the slight seductive tone in his voice and smile when he agreed to find somewhere warmer to spend the night. Speaking of which, that voice of his was so lovely… As the two wolves travelled deeper into the cave system Angel found herself yearning to hear more of his words to fill the temporary silence between them. The usually irritatingly talkative female was apparently stunned into speechlessness, being so filled with hope for a positive encounter with Jericho that she dared not risk ruining the connection she felt between them.

As they walked, she couldn’t help sneak another look at his thick silver fur, so soft and warm looking that she inwardly wanted to bury herself within his embrace. Ashamed of such inappropriate thoughts mere moments after they had met, the she wolf instead contented herself with letting him brush himself against hers, taking comfort from the small contact. That was all she wanted, after all. She only wanted to spend some time talking with this brute and then the two could go their separate ways once more. Well, that was what Angel told herself at least.

She realised that Jericho had stopped at the entrance to a small hole in the cave wall, and was standing off to one side to allow her room to enter. What a perfect gentleman, letting the lady go first! Angel smiled at him in appreciation for his sweet kindness, then slipped into the small den he had indicated. Once she had settled down in amongst the bedding of leaf litter, she sighed – much more contentedly this time – and waited for Jericho to join her. With him in the den too, it would become quite cosy, and although there would still be some room for the wolves to move they would be forced to share their warmth. Not that the lonely femme minded at all; right now she was caught up in the giddy exhilaration that she had managed to find someone who actually wanted to spend time with her, and was eager to receive some more of the handsome male’s flattering attention.


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Jericho's heart skipped a beat when the femme stared at him lovingly for a few seconds. It was a stare of disbelief and wonder, and it made Jericho even more aroused. “My name is Angel,” "A perfect name for a perfect princess, Angel, my love." He smiled at the female warmly and seductively. Once they reached the den, she made her way in and so did Jericho. He hovered above her and pressed his body against her white, delicious frame and placed his head on her neck. He quickly began to get more aroused as he smelled her fur. It was sweet and her scent was intoxicating. He began to sniff her neck and began to lick her neck lovingly. "Angel... You smell so good, baby." He could feel his manhood coming out, but he managed to control it for a few minutes.

He sniffed her ear and began to lick it as well. He took the chance to whisper to her in a lustful tone. "Angel... You are beautiful. We're alone here, below this romantic scenery. What do you want to do? What do you want me to do to you?" His lust and eagerness was too much for the brute to handle, therefore it spilled into every word he spoke. He placed his right front leg and back leg over her shoulder and hips respectively and pressed his body even more close to her, licking and nuzzling her slowly, trying to get her in the mood. It has been so long since his last encounter, and this femme proved to be perfect for tonight. He had no idea what would happen the next day--maybe he would get up early and leave--but his mind was in the moment. Jericho sighed softly as his heartbeat increased with anticipation. 

OOC: things are getting hot in here! || WORDS: 302 ||TAG: Angel  || MOOD:  extremely lustful || MUSE:  meh-ish

[Angel]

Once the male had entered the den, he hovered above her, pressing his body close to her soft white fur. Angel was slightly confused about where this night was heading, but didn’t dare to pull away. After all, she had wanted attention, and Jericho was giving her more than she’d ever hoped for. She couldn’t end it now; what if he got upset and left her all alone again? A shiver of fear at that thought passed down her spine, and Angel pressed herself even closer to the male, grateful for the comfort of his presence.

Jericho laid his head over her neck, his nose gently exploring her fur in order to drink in her sweet feminine scent. His low purring voice came again, complimenting her once more. Angel smiled as she twisted her head around to face him, blue eyes sparkling with delight. Then he bent closer and started to lick her ear lovingly, his warm wet tongue sending tingles through her body. The male’s soft breath whispered in her ear words of flattery and lustful persuasion, along with an intensely sexual question – what did she want him to do to her?

Even though she had originally only wanted to chat, Jericho’s skilful ministrations had succeeded in bringing Angel to the brink between sadness and lust, where her mind now teetered precariously between the two strong emotions, even while the more sensible part of her still struggled for control. Her mind was a whirlwind of confusion, and she panted under the effort of trying to figure out what to say or what to do. She wanted what this male could give her more than anything, but then she didn’t, not really – or did she? He was very handsome, after all, and he had complimented her so prettily. Back out, now, came another voice from within her, he doesn’t care for you in the way you want. No one does.

Angel had been so caught up in her mind’s dilemma that she hardly noticed when Jericho slipped his right legs over her back – only when he gently pressed his weight down on top of her did she realise that he was straddling her. That was the final trigger. The wave of lust crashing through her body was so strong that the white female let out an involuntary gasp. All she could think about now was having the brute for herself – it was as if her sadness had never existed. How could she have not seen before that this was what she wanted? This pleasure the two of them could receive by being together was her life’s purpose, her reason for living. Every second that passed was painful to the lust fillled femme; she wanted him right now, and forever more. “Please…” Angel begged, her now seductive voice quavering with her intense lustful passion. “Take me, please… As hard as you can, as long as you want... I’m all yours, love.”




((OOC: Happy birthday ;D))

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“Please… Take me, please… As hard as you can, as long as you want... I’m all yours, love.”

That did it. Jericho's thoughts were going wild thinking about what he would do to this female. He stood up carefully, not wanting to hurt Angel as he stood up. He licked her in the muzzle and nuzzled her affectionately, then walked to Angel's rear end, pushing her tail to one side gently and began licking her female parts, drinking in her delicious juices. The pleasure he got from licking her was too exquisite for him. He moaned lustfully as he kept licking her softly, then intensely. He stood there licking her for a few minutes, making sure to pleasure her to the max. His pink member began to emerge, making Jericho know that he couldn't control himself anymore. He nuzzled the female lovingly and lustfully in her rump, trying  tell her to stand up. 

Even though Jericho had the thought in the back of his head that he had rushed things, he didn't care. He was already in too deep to rethink things now. All he was thinking about was to make this female his for tonight. He occasionally thought of his old mate as the minutes passed by, yet tried to forget her as quickly as possible, because he didn't want to ruin things by sad thoughts. He then began to lust Angel even more as he thought about full intercourse with her. He began to pant heavily, trying to rid himself off some heat, yet it was pretty useless, as his body was burning hot with desire. His mind was set on one goal only, so any passing thoughts on the female's head were nonexistent to him. All he wanted was pleasure for tonight, and maybe he would leave the next day. Yet, he kept nudging her softly, trying to make her stand up...

OOC: thank you! ;w; <3 || WORDS: 322 ||TAG: Angel || MOOD: extremely lustful || MUSE:  decent?

[Angel]

Angel watched the male over her shoulder with doe-like blue eyes, lying perfectly still as Jericho rose and gently licked and nuzzled her muzzle. Her eyes closed then, and she sighed with delight, though she was impatient for him to really begin. Finally, she felt him move slowly backwards, trailing down the length of her body until he was directly behind her, facing her rump. The pretty female made no move to resist when Jericho gently nudged her fluffy white tail out of the way in order to expose what was beneath. The closeness of his nose to her feminine opening excited her already, and when he began to lick her tender area she released a soft moan of ecstasy. He lapped her up with his flexing wet tongue, and Angel thrilled in the feeling him probing her with his mouth. The male allowed her to enjoy the feeling for a few precious minutes longer before she felt his tongue withdraw and he instead began nuzzling her rump with his muzzle.

Angel was still somewhat dazed from the experience, her thoughts filled with the desire for him to continue, so she at first missed the meaning in his unspoken command. Then when he nudged her again, she remembered that there was even more pleasure to come, an intense passion which would be so much better than that first little teaser. By now Angel was thoroughly aroused – the charmer had prepared her well, increasing her overwhelming lust with each tongue stroke so that now she couldn’t bear to be away from his touch. So as quickly and smoothly as she could, she obediently raised herself until she was in a standing position, her tail still kept curled above her back so that there was nothing in the way between Jericho and the pleasure she had to offer him. While she waited, panting with the eager anticipation of his entry, Angel spread her hind legs a little further apart so that he could have the best access to her as possible. The lustful white female was ready for absolutely anything he chose to do to her, willingly handing herself over to Jericho’s expertise for the duration of their long wondrous night.



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Jericho could hear Angel's moans, and they were filled with lust and passion, which made him even more aroused than before. His fiery eyes scanned her entire body, lusting and desiring her with all his strength. His once-hidden, pink member was fully exposed and ready for action. He wagged his tail somewhat slightly when he saw that she understood his subtle message to stand up on all fours. He licked his maw and made a lustful smile; taking a few steps forward, he proceeded to carefully mount the ivory femme that made a great honor to her name--she was simply celestial.

He mounted her and entered her. A shock wave of pleasure entered his body and manifested in a slight shudder, which made him want to thrust her hard. However, he didn't want to hurt the female, for she was very delicate in appearance. He began thrusting first slowly, absorbing every inch of pleasure this female was giving him. He began to pant heavily; she was beautiful, and this moment was perfect. Jericho began to thrust a little bit faster each time, not trying to rush things, for he wanted them both to enjoy this moment completely. Yet, his lust managed to win over his mind after some minutes into the act; he began to thrust her with all his might. 

"Oh, Angel!" He kept a sturdy pace until he felt he was reaching his climax a minute or two later--since he didn't want pups right now, he decided he would step out just in time. Jericho then suddenly exited her just before releasing inside of her. He heavily panted to try to cool himself down, and quickly proceeded to lick Angel in the maw. He felt a sudden wave of sleepiness and physical exhaustion grip his body as he looked at Angel. He then licked her again and proceeded to ask her an important question. "Did you enjoy it, my love?" 

OOC: we can end with your post, if you want <3 sorry, im so sorry for the long wait askdhas;; ;w;|| WORDS: 328 ||TAG: Angel || MOOD: lustful, tired || MUSE:  decent?? idk lol