Hideaway Strath [m] no shortage of sordid, no protest from me

If he was frightened, then he was not alone in this. She was as much a virgin as Vein, though she understood the mechanics of it well enough. Perhaps it was worse for her, having only the memories of Aliroth and the men he had shared her amongst to flicker through her mind's eye as a guide for what they were about to do. Despite the past rapes and assaults The Priestess had endured, she struggled against the vivid reel of violent recollections that her mind wanted to trigger her with -- forcing her moonlit optics to remain open as Vein awakened and almost immediately responded to her scent. His own musk thickened in the air between them, the midwife biting back a groan as the odor caused her lower regions to cramp again -- more fiercely than before.

They wanted to drift close as the shaman peppered her with kisses, remaining stubbornly reclined as he groomed his way down her neck and over her sternum. The Saluki's head weaved the tiniest bit, lashes fluttering as fire streaked along her flesh in the wake of his gentle teeth but her moonstone eyes opened again, centering on the pallid shaman resolutely -- almost fixated. She was trying hard not to be a victim anymore, to bury what had happened with her first mate so she could truly enjoy making love with her husband now. It was her hopes that if she kept her eyes open and focused on the sensations Vein was inspiring, then perhaps it might help her to stay in the moment and keep from panicking as they copulated. 

There was no panic to be found now, only a tiny thread of trepidation murmuring somewhere deep beneath her flesh. This though was outweighed immensely by the pleasure prickling along her skin like gooseflesh, the healer's head hanging as she began to pant softly -- shivering with the same intense need that lent Vein to stand over her, investigating her body familiarly. They'd never gone quite this far before but she was glad now for all the times they'd tangled together -- breathless and lavishing each other with affection. It enabled her to relax beneath him, shifting into an optimal position as he moved into place over her smaller body. Her tail curled higher against her back naturally, the botanist practically pushing her flanks up towards Vein's hips as she silently begged him to erase the horrid touches she had known before him -- to burn away everything but the evidence that she belonged to him and him alone. Maybe neither of them knew what to do for sure but instinct had taken over and she had not a single doubt. She wanted this, wanted him -- her mate. All of him. 

A keen of a whine escaped her between quickened breaths, the seelie turning and reaching up to nuzzle at his chest when he purred her name so enticingly, hoping to urge him into action with her gentle encouragement. Words were almost impossible with the intoxicating warmth that had filled her but she managed to rasp an unashamed plea of: "Please, Vein.."

we can do a fade to black with your next post if you'd prefer not to write out any details (or just keep it sort of vague like this if you wanted to write it out in your next post) just whatever you're comfortable with. :) We can just pick up after they 'do the deed' lol if you want. (I try to avoid writing "wolf porn" XD especially with younger audiences being on site but I'd be fine with a vague sex scene.)