Ocean's Breath Plateau I'll catch my train, the nine-fifteen [M]

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She very much enjoyed her flings around the area. Along her chest, the scent of Alula still hung and she still found some of Vegas' fur in hers. She smiled at the thoughts of them, hoping she'd see them again one day.
But after all her fun, she wanted something proper.

The wolfess prowled along the ca;dera., hoping to find the male that had been scenting. Perhaps she could make an alliance so Val wouldn't bitch her out for being useless and not keeping up. She stood still for a moment, feeling the tingling of eyes upon her. She swayed her tail softly, hoping to seem weaker and easy. She wanted to be taken as an easy target. Her ruby gaze cast about before her, waiting for the male to show himself. 

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He had spotted a strange form on their plateau. His eyes were naturally narrowed these days so one was left more to guess if it was from tiredness or grumpiness. Today it seemed it would be both. He could not deny that he had been hoping to have a quiet day amongst their small group. Perhaps rope @Vegas into a hunt or drag @Valentine out for a quick scouting trip. Or even (he was reluctant to admit how nice it sounded) a group nap if his tiredness kept growing.

Seemed the world had other plans for him.

What do you want? He called out to her in deep tones, his tail raised stiffly ever so slightly. Regardless of numbers or names he was convinced this was his plateau until further notice.

Game set.
She eyes the impressive figure that seemed to be having a rough day. Claiming land with few bodies often was. Not that she cared much, she could ignite some flair into his week. Hell, month by the looks of his haggard face.
Her look turned sharp, her tail still swishing by her heels. Her tongue snaked out to lick her lips as if tasting the air.

"I was hoping to look for some sort of fun." She mused, approaching with a suave smirk. If allowed closer, she'd stop cheek-to-cheek. Though, if not she'd still speak her piece: "You look like you could do with some." Already, she wanted to preen his fur and feel him against her. Her heart lurched, thudding against her ribs. 

If her words had not dumbstruck him enough, he found himself further struck by her closeness. His body stayed rooted to his spot and although he did not push her away he did not openly invite her closer. There was a lump in his throat as his brain rattled and scattered for an option.

I'm... His voice tapered off as he tried to process just exactly what was going on. Truth be told, he wasn't entirely sure and there probably wasn't enough time in the world for him to come out of this making the right choices. What do you want? He settled on in a deep but hushed voice. It was obvious that fun was not a clear answer to him.

She stopped, her mind pausing to process the words.
Then, she started laughing. Softly at first which then turned into a thundering waterfall of raucous laughter, stepping away for a moment. 
Oh! He must be a virgin or something. Or never once had some sort of romantic relationship. Well, that wasn't true but, in her mind, love came with sex.
She regarded him with a cheshire grin for a moment longer. "Oh you poor bastard," she murmured quietly.

He looked mature enough to know what was up, but she didn't care much. She could just teach him a few things now. Well, she supposed she'd have to be obvious. "You ain't never fucked a bitch before?" As with all men, women were touchy subjects and she could never be sure if one was just dumbstruck or about to break down in tears. T'would be a shame, he looked decent enough. 

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Her reaction had rubbed him wrong and his hackles raised. Perhaps he should have stopped to think or sort out a better reaction but he didn't. His jaws parted as he attempted to make a move to forcefully grab her scruff. All he could hear in his head was poor bastard. It reminded him of a pre-Teekon time in the Abyss where he had been ridiculed and pushed to a breaking point.

It seemed he still wasn't over those days.

She let him take her by the scruff. If she could purr, she would. She swished her tail aside, wanting him. 
She leaned towards him, wordless. The teeth in her scruff were just turning her on more. Damn, she really was a whore.

She let out a breathy "Please," that was almost a moan. She'd been looking forward to this for so long.
Damn, if he denied her this she didn't know what she'd do. Probably lay there like a hot mess and yowl until someone saw to her needs. She wasn't even in heat.

He did not answer her plead out of desire. He answered out of the need to prove her wrong (even if she might be right) and perhaps that was the worst reason of them all. He did not love her or even want her. Yet he was prepared to try and stake some sort of claim to her all the same.

Interlude for the lewd.

Stay. The word came out as a harsh growl as his teeth aimed to find her scruff once more. This time he wanted to let his teeth rake through the fur that covered her neck, not seek to hold her down.

He gave it exactly just how she wanted it. Perfect.
She happily kept beneath him, letting him rake his teeth through her fur, nearly falling asleep when the words registered.
Huh.

She tipped her head to look at him. She could stay for like, a day. She guessed. She still needed to get to Val and Jul. Damn, they'd be mad she'd just been whoring about for like, a week or something. Though, she'd found something somewhat useful. A pack here they could ally with and more in the south. She shouldn't stay, it was a one night stand.
"I can't." She replied softly, digging her nails into the ground. He couldn't force her...right?

There was too much aggression still lying under the surface for him to realize that this wasn’t what he should be doing, how he should go about things. The rake of his teeth through her fur became a touch harsher. You can. He rumbled with a touch of possessiveness. I’m going to rule here. The words escaped him as a murmur — a promise of protection if she chose to reside on the plateau. He would guard her as he would guard everyone else.

It was a shame his brain couldn’t bother seeing just how this would pan out in the long run.

She swallowed, her fur spiking up along her nape at his touch. She should stand her ground and leave. Leave as soon as she could. Though, a day couldn't hurt...right? Get moving soon to catch up. Surely it wouldn't be a problem. 
"A day." Was all she replied. She didn't care he'd rule here. It wasn't her land. Though, what if Tempestad failed? Could she come here with Alula and have them both? 
She pressed up against him at the thought, wanting him again already. 

She sighed softly, her lips pursed tightly together.

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A day.

He could live with that. Perhaps his mind would change by then anyway or maybe it wouldn't and he could try to convince her again. Regardless of the outcome, he would keep her company for as long as she stayed. He remained silent though for now and focused on the task of grooming through her fur.