Wolf RPG

Sometime in the last few days her agitation had morphed into a slow-burning need. Every day, it became just a little more present in her thoughts, until today when it was all she could think about as she woke from her equally restless sleep. Had hormones not been clouding her judgement, she might have been irritated at the lack of control she felt she had over her own body but for now, she was completely preoccupied. She rose from the snow and stretched, feeling like every nerve ending in her skin was on fire and the only thing that would soothe it was the one thing she normally didn't seek out very much: affection.

Her gaze searched the group of wolves around her; some were still sleeping, but others seemed to be stirring from their own slumber. She knew there was no way the entire pack wasn't aware of her current state, but she was much too distracted to feel embarrassed by it right now. The one wolf Taki was looking for was absent from group here, and so she set out to find him. She hoped she didn't have to search too long; surely @Stigmata would scent her soon enough and seek her out, and then she could find some relief from her sudden, all-consuming need for touch.

ceaselessly contemplative, and entrenched in a virile pit of desires, stigmata absconded in the night to siphon away the excess energies that had been built in the time of takiyok's culminating heat. he wasn't aware that her peak receptiveness had come, but it would explain his need to be separate, and her need to seek him.

he had left a trail for her in the snow, not intentionally of course, but his tracks were fresh and vivid all the same - so it was not long before she came upon him. pale and bright-eyed; her breath billowing around her in great puffs. his ruddy tail swayed, and anticipation seized him as he approached, slow and almost suspiciously. he prowled nearer and nipped affectionately towards her shoulder, a silent question rumbling deep through his chest.

Much to her relief, she wasn't searching long before she found Stigmata's trail. She followed it without hesitation, eagerness her dominating emotion as she made her way though the snow. It didn't take her much time to find him, and she slowed to a stop as she approached, her gaze fixed on his muscular form as he slowly made his way to her. 

Her own anticipation was apparent as a shiver moved though her at his touch. His question was met with a slow wag of her own tail as she languorously lowered herself into a stretch. As she came back up, her tail flicked back and forth playfully, and she rubbed along the length of his body. She remained pressed against him, his warmth soothing the almost painful need for touch. Her invitation was clear in her expression as she looked to him from over her shoulder--fiery gaze searching for his his own silver one as she waited for him to accept.

typical of their alliance, as well as their respective personalities, neither party dallied when it came to getting straight to the point. at takiyok's summons - an irresistible flash of firelit eyes over a pale, buxom shoulder - stigmata felt a swell of lust in the pit of his stomach, and he felt momentarily stunned by her jurisdiction over him in that moment. surely, he would be on top, but it was only because she would allow it. only because she thought him fit enough to take her.

the wolf stalked forward in a particularly proud prance, eager to claim what she offered, and quickly becoming lost in her scent and warmth as he came to stand behind her. he had at one point worried that they had not gone far enough from the others, but the thought was no more when he pressed his muzzle to her thick fur and fell irretrievably into a pit of instinct and desire. taking her shapely hips into his powerful grasp, stigmata feverishly experienced the rupture of heaven and the creation of life.

Thankfully, he wasted no time taking what she offered, his warmth quickly shifting from beside her to behind her. She had worried that allowing him to place himself above her would feel more like challenge than anything, but it felt quite the opposite. The feeling of his muzzle in her fur and his weight on her soothed the burning that engulfed her whole body from the moment she had woken and morphed it into delectable simmering. She had little time to dwell on the feeling before she was lost to their connection and the hopeful promise of new life. It was a gift for which she would be forever grateful, and their children would not only bond them irrevocably but also help to ensure the future of Diaspora. 

for a while after he was spent, stigmata simply clutched his provisional lover and panted over her shoulder as the euphoria quelled. they were attached more intimately than perhaps either had been prepared for, and when he could finally recollect his wits about him, the general treated her with surprising tenderness in the aftermath of their tantric merging. he understood deeply that this was her first coupling, and though it was not in his nature to wonder if she had enjoyed it or not, he did want to express his appreciation for her bodily sacrifice.

he began to groom her until they came undone, and even after he seemed keen on remaining devotedly close. because even though stigmata himself had fathered children before, he had not anticipated how different those times would feel when compared to this one. he seemed to sense takiyok's exclusive trust in him more than anything else in this situation, and it was a weight he willingly - albeit unexpectedly - accepted with a grateful tongue and servile mien.

when some time had passed with the basilisk outstretched and watchful at her side, stigmata yawned and angled his crown towards her again; wagging his tail coyly as he tried to catch her eye. "once more, to be sure?" the wolf smirked, brimming with hormones and feeling in that moment that he was prepared to chase takiyok to the ends of the earth and back if she required it.

Their continued connection afterwards was not something she had been expecting, but she was too distracted by the much stronger feeling of contentment that had settled in her stomach to feel too strangely about it. Had he not offered his gentle affection, she would not have demanded it, but she found that she enjoyed it regardless. She never doubted that she was important to the general like all of his pack members were, but she had shown him a level of trust she had never shown to anyone, and the thoughtful way he treated her made her feel like she had not been wrong to give him so much of herself. So when they were finally able to part, she gladly followed him to the ground to rest and bask in their shared moment of bliss. 

Takiyok was quiet for a while, eyes closed as she continued to soak up the surprising serenity of the moment. She had expected the moments following their time together to be maybe a little awkward on her part as she wasn't really sure what she should be doing, but it was thankfully quite the opposite. Her eyelids slowly drew open at the sound of Stigmata stirring beside her. She looked to him as he spoke, and his words pulled a rare smile from the northerner. She nipped softly at him before stretching and getting to her feet. I'm nothing if not thorough, she replied playfully, her own hormones making her more than ready for round two.