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where nameless things live out of sight - RIP Parvati - April 13, 2019
The amberlit woman moved with less and less care for who may catch her as she got closer to the dark of the woods; they were magnificent, a great wall of alien fauna that she had never come across before. The yearning she had to explore this new realm was strong, but stronger still was her lust for the man that was hot on her heels; behind her billowed a trail of her strong scent, the same scent which blinded her to the fact this was his kingdom she had been herded towards.
The darkness swarmed around her as she ducked in among the towering trees, weaving her way through the growing vantablack surrounding her until the landscape opened up enough to accomodate her. There she stood in wait, and when impatience burned through her, she paced and searched for the shadow (@Ramsay) who had been on her tail. She could go no further — so the game was at an end, and he would soon arrive to claim her. The very thought of finally finding satisfaction and having this fire inside of her suitably doused, was what made her croon deeply from her hiding place — come to me, the animal inside of her called.
Overhead she thought she heard something distantly laughing — perhaps one of the ravens haunting this space — but when she tried to spy upon it, all she saw was the black mass of twisted branches.
RE: where nameless things live out of sight - Ramsay - April 18, 2019
He watched Parvati slip into the black embrace of the woods as he loped along in her wake, hungrily drinking in her scent as he went. He almost couldn't stand it; there was an urgent pull in his blood to reach her now, one that demanded he pick up the pace. He only reined himself in when he descended into the shadows himself. Here he was in his element, for although he could never be half the sneak his father and brother were, Ramsay was well practiced in stealth.
So he crept along, following Parvati's telltale aroma through the forest. He was almost upon her position when she loosed a low warble that set all of his nerves alight. That sound chased the last of his practicalities from him, reducing him to a beast with only one goal. He padded from the shadows near her flank with a quiet snort, eyes burning as he greedily drank in the sight of her. If he could appreciate such things he might recognize her beauty, but instead the only thing he recognized was the way she made his loins flare.
Ramsay was no great romantic, gifted with the patience for foreplay; he wanted her and he wanted her now. So he wasted no time in rounding Parvati and making a first attempt to rise up and hook her hips into his extremely awkward grasp, provided she allowed him.
RE: where nameless things live out of sight - RIP Parvati - April 22, 2019
A part of her, still somewhat cognizant of her condition and situation, felt penned in, trapped. Her blood ran hot in her veins and picked up the added spice of anxiety as she paced, but the bestial side of her - the deeply rooted fire that burned inside - wouldn't let her escape this fate. She called again, feeling the chill in the air as the shadows crossed over her, and suddenly he was present -- this unfamiliar canid shape, rounding upon her --
--- grabbing at her, forcing their bodies to align ---
Parvati huffs a breath, croons, struggles against the strange sensation of the man at her hips (but she is burning) tries not to stagger or stumble (wants him, wants to run, wants to stay and burn until there is nothing left) and arches her back in to him, wanting wanting wanting.
RE: where nameless things live out of sight - Ramsay - April 25, 2019
There was a moment where Ramsay thought Parvati would pull away from him, and warned her against it with a low, simmering growl. No. She had allowed him to come this close and he would possess her, no matter the cost. Fortunately, nature was not on the tawny she-wolf's side. Ramsay managed, with some adjusting, to get his forelegs tightly cinched along her sides. It was awkward and strange with his head thrust into the air because he could not reach to her scruff, or even drape himself comfortably over her back, but it didn't matter when his hips began to rock and he found, after a few sloppy virgin attempts, what he was searching for.
It was no torrid love affair with hot breath and wanting whines; it was, in fact, rather underwhelming to any potential onlooker. Ramsay strained against Parvati, fulfilling a need he never knew he had with every surge of his body, but the position was so awkward for the stunted wolf that his front end kept slipping, forcing him to readjust often. This made for a rocky ride, and to make matters worse, he wasn't remotely shy about the grunts and snorts he made as she burned through him, sweeping fire from his loins to his stomach and webbing out to all his toes. It was about the most unattractive scene imaginable (imagine a boar mounting a swan and squealing) but being a coarse man who was basically oblivious to the beautiful and singular warm body he was using right now, he didn't care or even notice how uncouth he was being.
Suddenly he was hit with a sledgehammer of a sensation, one that instantly tickled at the addiction centers in his brain. With a heavy groan, Ramsay pressed his hips hard against Parvati and shuddered.
RE: where nameless things live out of sight - RIP Parvati - April 26, 2019
The event would've gone swimmingly had they both been ideal shapes and sizes, but it wasn't until the shadow lunged for his prize that Parvati got a glimpse of him.
Until now she had been so strung-out by her hormones and her need to play the courting games that she could not look at him, could not let herself fall for the supposedly handsome, hale creature that pursued her. She mewled for him, eager to participate and impatient for what was to come — and then in her periphery, she saw him lunge for her, and something made her pause. Perhaps it was the way the grey light of the woods gathered in his wide, eager eyes. Maybe it was the strange gait he possessed as he drew close, or the awkward angle of his body as he grabbed for her. Something about him was off, but the darkness obscured it.
Parvati gasped as she was pulled in to place, her body shuddering with want, while her brain began to kick in to gear again; the lust competed against her self, but there was no time to second-guess or to react. Soon his grunting filled the blackened copse and her mind shut off again, feeling the fire building and burning inside of her as he struggled. It would be a success for the boy, as he reached his end and stabbed triumphantly with a shift of his hips. Parvati could not help but moan in to the depths of the woods soon after, feeling the warmth of the stranger dousing her fire.
RE: where nameless things live out of sight - Ramsay - April 26, 2019
Ramsay would have slumped forward, but there was no give in his fused spine, so he just held awkwardly to her waist for a time before his back legs started to fatigue. They were trembling as well, he noted; eager to hide it, he released his grip and tried to pull away, only to find that he couldn't. Some panic welled up in his breast, but something told him it wasn't abnormal, so he did his best to swallow it down and refrain from yanking himself away from her. Instead he made an ordeal out of awkwardly trying to turn until at last they were rump to rump. He still didn't like it much.
He didn't know anything about what had just happened, truthfully. Instinct took his hand and guided him to this sweet conclusion, but besides that, Ramsay was clueless. He didn't know this whole thing was kind of a risk; he didn't even know this was what sex was. He knew it felt amazing, and that was all.
What is your name?he asked breathlessly. A formality. It would be useful to know it if he wanted to look her up and do this again sometime, if she didn't opt to stay here in the woods. Which he would demand shortly, also a formality. She was already in their domain and he was stuck to her, so that meant she was one of them already.
Only because this made him feel wonderful, and the closer she was, the more he could get. And the woods could always use more bodies anyway.
RE: where nameless things live out of sight - RIP Parvati - April 27, 2019
He squirmed behind her, tugging, and she bit back a squeal. As awkward as they were together and as painful as their early separation felt, Parvati was not ready to be split from him. Their bodies were locked for the time being - an aspect that had never been introduced to her before, but both were virgins and poorly educated virgins at that. Well, not anymore. Parvati wanted to chase that warm, good feeling he built inside of her; but she could feel him trembling, and she was soon weak in the knees herself as the ecstasy of their coupling worked through her system.
He spoke - not with animal grunts and thick swine-like gasps, but actual words. It took a moment for the woman to gather herself and to stop panting, opening her mouth to speak - but she didn't respond quickly. Rather, she angled her body against him and shifted her hips, eager to continue chasing that goodness and heat she had felt - but she murmured,
Parvati,almost like a purr.
RE: where nameless things live out of sight - Ramsay - May 01, 2019
Her voice undid him. He meant only to offer her a place in the woods should she want it, but the low dip of her words made his blood thrum and he knew it was no longer a choice. She was staying. He would force her to if he had to, though Ramsay suspected that, at least for right now, she wasn't interesting in going anywhere else. It was nothing more than animal lust, but that was enough for him.
I am Ramsay Melonii,he returned, a little husky from their recent endeavours.
I help rule this forest. You will be staying, of course.The world is a scary place, his breathy tone implied, and here there is peace and pleasure both.