Sunspire Mountains ah, but I'm singing like a bird, 'bout it now
Private  April 15, 2019, 08:50 PM
Dawn
Lone Wolves

their existence on the mountains is simple, as was her shallow life at the Hollow, but far better because @Aditya is in it. she does not know strictly what they are to each other, but she is content in the ease of not knowing, for now. she knows that he is all of her family that is left. there is Sunny, yes, but he has made his own happiness, his own family, and she will not insert herself into his life unless prompted. and so that leaves him - never has she doubted her love for him, but his forgiveness, and hers, has severed ties between them bound into place by emotions and debts unrealized. 

perhaps, in some other story, it would be now that the lovers part. forgiven and come to truce, the air between them untainted. not this one, though. not yet. 

Dawn faces the coming morn from the top of a gently sloping cliff, and the cold settles even in her thick mantle. the sky is bathed in all those soft colours, the gentle prelude to another day of hunting and climbing. and yet—there is a sharpness to that morning, a heat that gathers and pushes up against her skin, an instinctual yearning for something she can not immediately name. the huntress shifts her weight, breath billowing out in twin spires of mist.
April 16, 2019, 05:43 PM
Aditya
Lone Wolves

he roused early, for whatever reason, tugged from sleep. maybe it was the sudden lack of heat nearby, as he'd soon come to find out. for now, he rose and yawned and stretched, and trotted after dawn's scent; she must be on an early hunt. there was something different, whether in the smell or the air itself. magnetic, almost.

but it didn't really hit him until he came within a few tail-lengths of her atop the rise and drew in a deep breath.

suddenly, he was on a hunt of his own—and the quarry wasn't deer. aditya felt a sudden twitch between his legs, a tightening of his belly, and his heartbeat quickened. he trotted up the hill without any sound of greeting, body low, like he was stalking. instead of pouncing, though, he raced up just behind her and ran his muzzle up one of her hind legs, from hock to the base of her tail, and drowned in the sweetness he found there.

adi pressed up alongside her as he moved to pass her, pivoting away then with a cheeky smile. a fine chase it was. his eyes were burning like the midday sun. do you want to play a game? he asked, voice a little husky, laughter in it all the same.
April 16, 2019, 06:18 PM
Dawn
Lone Wolves

her mind wanders and sways, and it seems difficult, impossible, to have it still at any one thought. it is why, she supposes, the touch of Aditya sends ten thousand tiny lightning bolts arching up her spine. her muzzle flashes around to nip playfully at the fur of his cheek, and as he presses against her side so does she press against his. they part suddenly and she twists to face him, the grin splayed across her muzzle infused with something similar to his own. 

her gaze contained within it all it's old fierce hawkishness, and as he spoke she draw near, pushing against her shoulder, angling her muzzle close to his ear. whispered, carefully; "catch me." she spun away and bound down the incline with all the agility of a mountain goat, infused with a new kind of recklessness she'd thought she'd long lost. her paws thudded against earth as she twisted neatly to land on level ground, pausing only to peer back at him. should he follow, she'd resume her easy lope, growing near only to bound further away.
April 16, 2019, 06:37 PM
Aditya
Lone Wolves

he let out a groan, wry but unmistakably frustrated, especially since she'd gotten so close to the tender skin near his ear. you know you're too fast for me, yaar, he complained, but took after her nonetheless. he aimed a nip at her flank, teeth clicking on empty air. he launched himself into a sprint—only to lose her as she dashed away once more.

you're in for it, chikni fuck, no, why? why that name?! why now?! though oddly enough, something that should have been a total boner-killer only, well, helped it along. his pace increased and he bore down on her, her heat-scent trailing behind her like the tail from a jet.

now he was ravenous, and the game was half-over. he pounced, hoping to bowl her over. even if he missed, he'd get right back up and try again, and damn her if she continued to elude his pursuit. damn her.

her seemed to have taken on a vague, nebulous meaning. she was no longer dawn, or coelacanth, or vidya, she was just her, wreathed in heady fragrance, something to conquer and possess.
April 16, 2019, 06:47 PM
Dawn
Lone Wolves

his pounce met empty air as she spun away, fleet and quick. but she was growing bored of this, and thus, when he sprung again, let herself be bowled over, landing heavily in the dirt. small exclaim left her jaws, but she twisted back to face him all the same, mud streaked into the fur of her muzzle. "it seems you've won." she mused, words casual, teasing. 

her brow cocked, clear question - what do you want to do with your victory?  her gaze rests on his, challenging, and she nips at his muzzle impatiently.
April 16, 2019, 06:54 PM
Aditya
Lone Wolves

a try, and a fail. another try—damned if he wasn't dogged—and they landed in the dirt, rolling, a surprised laugh escaping his muzzle. he looked up at the spring sky, and then over to her when she spoke, wryness curving his mouth into a wide arc. it seems i have, he shot back, lashing his tail.

he let out a whine as she nipped at him, and lifted his chin, wanting desperately for her to preen at his throat. he was submission and dominance all at once; the latter turned on him quickly, and he rose to his paws, sinking his teeth into her scruff and tugging upward. get up, he mumbled against her flesh.

aditya at once wanted to fuck her and make love to her; he couldn't decide which. it went back and forth with each moment that ticked by, but the undeniable fact was that he needed her and needed her quickly. he was sure he'd die having to go without any second longer.
April 16, 2019, 07:08 PM
Dawn
Lone Wolves

she wasn't in the mood for teasing much longer, and preened at the underside of his throat, his chest. his teeth tugged at her scruff and her preening turned to a sharp nip at the underside of his chin, though ultimately she rose. she did not stay still for long, moving to press alongside him, nipping at the fur along his spine as she went. her own tail was curled high in pseudo-dominance, and as she moved alongside him, her teasing nips became sharper, more wanting.
April 16, 2019, 09:05 PM
Aditya
Lone Wolves

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he pressed against her with a longing sigh, enjoying the length of her body along his. he bore each nip with quivering skin and followed with his eyes the steady rise of her tail, even as his lids drooped. he dipped his muzzle to cover her in kisses, pressing along her spine, preening at her neck. he once more seized her nape and then, without hesitation, lifted himself atop her with a breathy groan.

it wasn't the usual frantic coupling of breeding season, brought on by sudden heat (although that was the instigator of this). he took his time, pressed up against her, grinding steadily without any penetration. all the while, he skimmed up the arc of her throat, brought his lips to her ear.

is this okay? he murmured gently, words barely audible in the thunder of blood in his own ears. is this what you want? his words were half-inquiry, half-tease. he could have her easily, whatever she thought—but he respected her too much to proceed without the knowledge that she wanted him, too.