Porcupine Ridge [M] All My Loving

@Rosencrantz ;)

The duchess had been settling well into the Empire, she was establishing relationships with the wolves that resided in the pack so that she could feel more at home. But lately, there was something wrong with her, or at least she assumed something was wrong with her, Vespera was not quite feeling herself and she found it that she was fighting her own internal Civil War about those emotions that were swirling inside of her for the past what felt like weeks. The female needed to get out of the pack for a while to try and recollect herself in the hopes that this new situation wouldn't cause any sort of unwanted lashing out on her part.

She was fighting what felt like every tooth and nail in order to stay here, even though she didn't have a conflict with anyone yet.

The cloaked woman snaked her way through the ridge and almost tripped over her own paws because she was making so much haste to get out of the valley and wasn't really paying attention to where she was going. Every five seconds, the female would do a quick twitch of her head to try and shake the thoughts that she was plaguing her, Vespera was one to not let her emotions get the best of her in any sort of situation because she saw it as a weakness. But the more she journeyed, the more she became exhausted and her throat began to feel like sandpaper every time she swallowed.

Flaring her nose, she decided to stop at the flattest and widest edge she could find and slumped down on her haunches and just started to pant. Why was she panting? Why was she feeling like this? What was wrong with her? The thoughts swirled within her with her stomach twisting with worry to the point where it was starting to make her sick.

here I am!! I'm gonna try to be more timely with this thread from now on for many reasons

Wandering back to the plateau for a moment, their leave was so sudden that he almost missed the trees and their view over the lower forest - a final goodbye was offered to the place he had originally called home with Rusalka and once he was comfortable with his parting moments on the plateau, he wandered down into the mountains. Once he was done here, his life would be filled with sea and sand, no longer the looming presence of rock and towering obelisks of trees and stone unless he wished to travel. 

Not long into his mountain travels, the ridge came in view. A breathtaking sight as he walked along it still on his journey back to the beach and moors where Rusalka was now staking its new claim. Distracted by the vale hidden within the mountains - where he had met that strange woman; it was fantastic from up here - that he was almost on top of Vespera by the time he noticed here there, watching the same view as before. 

As his eye finally caught sight of her, he remained for a moment in silence - his nose catching trail of her heat and in reaction, his tail flinched in response to his primal instincts kicking in. Remembering their last encounter, the paladin planted himself on the spot, refusing to move any closer. You shouldn't be alone during this time. The scent of a pack was upon her now too, so why did he wander alone?

Vespera was too focused on what was going on with her to notice that a familiar scent was upon her, and by the time she noticed, it was when Rosencrantz had spoken to her to which that made her almost jump out of her skin. With her brows narrowed and her ears flattened, she snapped her head towards the man, "don't sneak up on me like that!" The cloaked woman hissed with her fur rising up in irritation, but she quickly recognized that it was someone that she knew so she bit her tongue and her once annoyed face turned into one of slight embarrassment and bewilderment. Vespera drew in a deep breath before addressing the paladin a second time, "sorry..." She mumbled with her darting her orbs away from him and dipping her muzzle down a bit, "there is something wrong with me and I don't know what..." The Duchess admitted although she would say that she might have spilled a bit too much on him.

"I think I'm sick... I got weird feelings, an-and emotions going on..." The girl's eyes widened a bit as she felt herself panic a bit, "I just need to stay out here until it's done..." The woman groaned for she was desperate and confused, so she slumped on her paws and fell forward with her stomach hitting the ground. Using her paws, she covered up her face as she was getting hot with irritation at herself.

She was so young. The way she described her situation sounded as if this had to be her first heat. Confused, worried, and perhaps a little scared. It was a story he had heard over and over again in his time, more so during his travels from the North - now that he held himself in within Rusalka's borders more so than not, he didn't seem to come across as many women during this time of the year... this year. 

How many children could he have possibly fathered during this season and never saw them to grow? It was a loathsome thought, the knight was also a different man in his youth. Such a selfish instinctive beast. Back then he would not have thought twice in the presence of Erzulie, Raleska, Rosalyn, and especially now... He would have fought for the right among other males, lied and cheated his way into their dens - but no more. 

You're in heat. That same baritone voice who would have kept it to himself should it have guaranteed some one on one with the unaware woman, spoke softly in a short explanation. Even his grotesque marred face seemed soft despite the exposed flesh and teeth, tongue bouncing visibly from the one side as he spoke. Males are at their most desperate now, you should be back within your borders.

The woman felt her anxiety skyrocketing, she felt like that she was a beast that needed to be contained, locked away like a rabid animal that was about to go savage. There was mixed feelings as she continued to stay near Rosencrantz, there was an unknown desire for the male, something that she couldn't name. Despite his monstrous face, there was a kindness in him, the man explained that she was experiencing this thing called, "heat" and that she needed to return to her pack at once with all the males lurking.

Vespera felt warmth as the man spoke, a sudden surge to rush to his chest and nuzzle him in thanks. But the cloaked woman soon snaped those thoughts out of her head with her heart thumping against her chest, she barely knew him and she never embraced anyone except Valette. The girl swallowed her spit and shifted her paws uncomfortably, her eyes soon growing a tiny bit wide as if she was begging for something, "what... what do you do with this heat? I assume it is a normal thing?" She looked at the man with curiosity and innocence in her gaze.

Even now he had a hard time differentiating between Rhaella and Vespera. Their appearance, mannerisms and names were just similar enough to keep that vision alive. Despite his best efforts to keep his mind from wandering to such thoughts... it plagued him regardless. She was so young, so beautiful, untouched by a man by the way she acted and seemed naive to the truths behind this season. What if he could be that man, the thought both excited him and sickened him at the same time. 

The innocence in her gaze was tantalizing, haunting in those violet eyes that swirled and stared at him. Despite the disfigurement, she continued to gaze at him with a desire for knowledge... remembering his previous rejection, his gaze shifted away from her for the following words the knight would utter. It's... It's when you're ready to bear children. She had to know how that worked by now, didn't she? It's normal, you are now a woman, every year until you are no longer able to receive a man's seed and create life from it. Even with his gaze averted, that smell of hers haunted him still. Luring him in.

Clawing at the ground, he was determined to stand in place.

There was an awkward twisting in her stomach as the man told her that this "heat" would cause children if she were to come into contact with a male. The image of a pregnant Valette came into her view, she remembered talking to Valette about what it was like being pregnant, the way she spoke about it made the Duchess reluctant to have pups. But the woman swallowed some oncoming drool that was starting to pool in her mouth, and she was finding it hard to contain in her mouth, but her urging desires as she stood with the knight longer made her forget about what she learned.

Vespera heaved her chest, she anxiously clawed the ground as she was forgetting the risks, forgetting it all, she so badly wanted someone to be with, to make her put her tragic memories aside. Perhaps...

He was the escape.

The cloaked woman bit her tongue, and with her heart pounding, she stepped a little closer to him, her mind and heart were at conflict with each other, what the hell was she doing? This motion could either cause her great pain or suffering, or a hidden blessing that was waiting for her in the future. Vespera craned her head up to Rosen, feeling a little flustered and her pupils widening, "perhaps... You could show me... Or... Give me the experience of this new sensation.... I want to know what it's like." Those words slipped out of her like she was being possessed like it wasn't her, the woman's mind was screaming at her to stop.

But her natural senses came knocking at her like a truck and her signature sarcasm came running through, "gotta try something once, am I right?" She smirked at him so it would be a little less awkward.

She had to go back to her pack, away from the desperate men out here, away from him. Maybe now that she knew Vespera would be inclined to return to the safety of her borders.

Instead, what he heard filled him with both fear and intense lust. The sound of paws approached instead of leaving, every step thudding harder in his ears as he became hypervigilant of the situation. Failing to keep his eye away, liquid honey met her violets. 

Don't look at me like that.

Not able to tear his gaze away again, longingly he continued to stare into her eyes as she spoke those words. 

Don't talk to me like that!

Those words, that tone, that look; it drew him in. As he wanted to pull back, the right thing to do, to back off and let her come to her own senses later - his body did the fucking opposite. Instead, he leaned in, wanting to just touch her, just a simple muzzle touch across her cheek and then he would leave... he would leave, right? We really shouldn't. 

But that wasn't the no he needed to say.

Something was off about him, the way he stood, the way he was looking at her, what could he be thinking about? If Vespera was herself, she would turn away and follow his advice, it was a staple that she wouldn't let anyone get close to her, especially someone that she barely knew, perhaps if they knew each other better, things would be different. There were two dueling minds within the cloaked woman, one that was her deep conscious, the one that was urging her to come to her senses. However, her logical mind was being held hostage by another, more powerful force that was pulling the strings and she was following like an aimless sheep.

She was losing control, and she hated it, or did she?

The male stepped closer, the heat was becoming intense, more drool was filling in her jaws, her heart wanting to burst through her chest like the Koolaid man. The monstrous wolf said that they shouldn't, and the screaming voice in the back of her mind was urging her to take his advice, but that voice was soon silenced. "Well... I don't personally see the problem with it... I don't want to force you into anything..." She slid her eyes to the ground, looking more and more innocent as she swiveled her paw on the ground as if she had done something wrong.

She didn't pull away at the touch and so he continued, finding it damn near impossible to pull away now at he was muzzling her, preening the base of her ears and neck with gentle nibbles. Her words were like a drug entering his veins from his ears, slithering down the canals and making his head spin with desire and lust. This was different than the times he spent with Rosalyn... it felt a lot different. More carnal, instinctive, spontaneous. His breath grew heavy as every inhale brought more of that scent, guiding his nibbles closer to the back of her nape with larger strokes of his teeth and tongue as he teased to grab onto her scruff. 

When he moved over behind her, Rosencrantz couldn't tell you. By now he was dropped over her shoulders, both arms on either side of hers as he continued to shower her with kisses, and growing more intense with his nibbles as he desired nothing more but to hold on and give them both what they seemed to want. All she had to do was get into position to accept him and the paladin's libido would take care of the rest to share in a passionate moment of sexual gratification and Rose was completely enraptured at the moment.

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Vespera let the paladin have his way with her, she felt frozen as he did not utter a single word as he nibbled the back of her nape. She felt a wave of emotions hit her at this very moment, she wanted him, she wanted it, but why? The man continued to make his way towards her rear with he cloaked woman brushing up against him like a purring cat. It came to her all at once, she looked at him with dreamy eyes as she allowed him to get into the position that he desired, and once he was connected, she let all of her sorrows go. The man put her at ease, she was now in a different world.

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He couldn't help but think of Rhaella every now and then - she still haunted him and yet he felt euphoric at the moment. Fighting to see the young lady he had and not the venomous wench helped to ease his worry and truly allow him to enjoy the moment and work at making them both feel good. 

Once it was all done and he dismounted, he was cautious. Concerned about how she would probably feel. it was all wrong, it shouldn't have happened, but he didn't quite regret it either. There was no taking it back after all. Do you... want me to stay for a while? It was a far different experience from Rosalyn, and from the previous women who he discarded after. Times had changed him and he paused for her reply; for he would happily remain a little while longer.

After it was over, there were many feelings swirling in her mind, feelings of absolute lust, she felt liberated that she had participated with Rosencrantz. But, there was a small light of regret in her soul, did she do the right thing? Was this right for her? But that little spark in her heart was gone, she needed this, her whole life she had been treated like shit, she deserved happiness. She could sense the paladin was feeling uncertain, his aura reached her, his uncertainty had made her feel a little worried herself, but the man asked if he should stay. Vespera felt a warm wave swell in her heart, she looked up at him with a grateful glance, no one would have done this for her.

"Yes... If you don't mind," she smiled at him.

Preparing for rejection and a long trek back home to the moors, that sullen, sunken look lifted as she asked for his presence to linger just a little longer than to... as poetically put it. Fuck and dump. With an awkward, but sweet smile akin to that of a gauche teenager despite his aging features, his tail flickers into life for a moment before settling down and welcoming her to lay next to him and enjoy a moment of peace between them. 

He feared to force children on her, but the act was done and all they could do was hope for the best. For now, he would relish in the moment, enjoy the companionship that he felt was long overdue with a romantic tint to it. 

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