[Adara Mires] The sky was overcast, storms are coming tomorrow, but it was ok..a thunderstorm would have made things perfect tonight but she was happy enough that it didn’t bother her. She had gone to the Church earlier, drew a little map for Rory and time to meet. It indicated where they had a lot of fun last time they were in the forest.
Rory’s room smelled of her lover when the Fianna came back. And there was a more intimate scent on her pillow, subtle but Rory would probably recognize it everywhere. The map had been hidden under the pillow. The Galliard doubted someone from Last Watch would press their face to the pillow to smell her arousal or look under it to find the map.
She was now waiting for the Ahroun, in wolf form. It was always fun to run in the forest on four legs. She had to blow away few male wolf who had been attracted by her very musky scent. Ever since she woke up in the morning with a hangover and still high for packing and winning the Alpha position, she had been extremely horny and wanted to play with a certain metis. She bid her time, so they could be together, privately for a long time tonight.
The month had been good to her…a lover, a pack, leadership of said pack and tribe, saved a young boy and killed a wyrm creature…she was on one of the biggest high of her life. She knew it would come crashing down eventually or at least some things will go bad, but right now it was great to be her…beside she knew she’ll come up on top when shit hits the fan.
She passes the time now, stalking a rabbit just for the heck of it, using her instincts and stealth to hunt without killing. She wasn’t hungry and killing the animal would be just cruel after all.
[Rory] She had arrived in the packhouse after makin her rounds of “clients” and doing the patrols with Roman, with no intention other than to work on the furnace again for the evening. That was before she went to drop off her pack in her room, and caught the scent of her lover. a shy little grin dances across her lips, a blush flooding her skin as she puts her things down and looks around to see what she may have left, or touched…
and then the other scent hits her, and she presses her face against her pillow and inhales deeply… oh she does like that scent, and all it promises her… in doing so, she finds the carefully drawn map, simple and easy for Rory to understand, despite she can’t read, doesn’t understand letters, numbers, any of it. adara never makes fun – she simply adjusts for Rory’s understanding. It’s part of why she loves her…
And why she changes into her dedicated clothing and takes off to meet the Fury in the woods… where they had such fun last time, and will do so again. She makes her way umbral on all fours, until shifting realmside to find the right clearing, the lean, longlegged lupine form following that enticing scent until she finds Adara, races up and nips her lightly on the flank in hello…
[Adara Mires] She hears something or someone coming and the lack of scent tells her it is probably the one she was waiting for. A light nip on her flank tell her it was in fact her lover. The rabbit forgotten she barks happily and nuzzles Rory’s neck lovingly, nibbling it slightly, happy and proud that this long legged wolf, this gorgeous woman was hers. Her animal instincts coupled with her feelings almost made her mark the metis the way wolf does but halfway in motion she stops.
She will mark her with her scent but a much different one than animal uses.
She shifts into her homid form, all naked and tanned, the warm air caressing her skin, a light layer of sweat covering her. She turns her emerald gaze to the wolf as she sits, legs slightly spread, facing her.
“Hello my love. I’m so happy to see you”
And she looked happy, she was positively beaming. She smelled happy, proud, content and of course turned on by the full moon’s presence.
[Rory] She nuzzles against Adara, and takes a moment to look at the Fury for a long moment before she presses her cold nose against Adara’s belly, squirming between those slightly open thighs, and getting comfortable. Only then does she shift back to homid, slipping into her monkey skin in such a way that it leaves her leaning back against Adara once it’s complete.
The fury is happy, content… and aroused, of course… and Rory peeks up at her through her lashes, and tips her head slightly. “Happy…”
Not a question – that much is obvious.
[Adara Mires] The cold nose sends a shivver though the Fury’s body, hands moving through Rory’s fur, scratching her lovingly. Her hand continue to caress the metis’s red curls when she shifts and them hold her her against her in a very possessive manner.
This woman is mine..try to take her away at your own risks.
She lets her lips brushes against the Fianna’s neck, leaving soft kisses here and there “Very happy. Yesterday Mila, Marni and I joined under Bacchus. I’m member of a pack now” She sounds thrilled “And what’s more, I won the Alphaship from Mila. Admittedly it was a drinking contest and I have a lot of experience with that..still..now I lead my mates
Also I”m loved by the most amazing person and she’s with me right now. Tell me how could I be happier”
The last part was whispered in that soft, sultry, sensual voice she often used with Rory. That she only use with Rory.
[Rory] She bares her neck for those kisses, shivering in delight as she listens to Adaras reasons for happiness, and blushing all over at the last… She turns slightly so she can press a kiss under Adara’s jaw, nuzzlin closer with a shy little smile, pleased for the Fury..
“wounds sunderful…” There’s pride in her voice too, on her friends behalf. Rory hasn’t even managed to be more than a prospective for the Last Watch, despite all she does. Sure, she would do it anyway, as it is her nature, but she is still essentially packless and alone. Roman is there, but it’s not the same.
If she were the type to get jealous, she would be of her friend and lover. But she is not, so all that shines in her eyes is a quiet joy for Adara. It’s enough for her.
[Adara Mires] She nods, enjoying the nuzzling and kisses. She even purrs softly for some time “You know that if you hadn’t been a prospect for Last Watch, I’d be packed with you right? In fact if Kora can’t decide about you soon, you have a place with me darling.”
It was a genuine offer. She wanted Rory at her side, in her mind. (what she wasn’t aware is that it was now cosmically impossible because of Marni…what did she know about the fact the same player can’t have 2 characters in the same pack after all)
Her hands moves slowly to undress Rory, to feel her warm soft skin against her, one hand caressing her back once the red head was naked. It was stronger than her. When they were close, she had to touch her as often as possible. They couldn’t be together as much as other couples because it was forbidden. She made the most of it every time.
“How about you, what have you been up to”
[Rory] she knows… and appreciates it. She does hope Kora makes up her mind soon, though.
The blush deepens, even as she submits to being undressed by the Fury, allowing her access to her skin, a skin that she still doesn’t really think as being something sexual, her childlike lack of modesty unchanged, despite the fact that she knows what happens when Adara touches her, when skin is caressed and bodies collide… Her blushes are for how Adara makes her feel – clothed or not.
She helps shimmy out of her jeans, kicking them aside, lifting up away from Adara only to help her remove her shirt, and settling back down to press against the Fury, her skin warm to the touch, burning with Rage’s fever, even under the darkened moon…
She shakes her head, slightly, when asked what she’s been up too. “Same as always.”
[Adara Mires] She took the time to look at Rory’s naked form before holding her against her
“So you’ve been amazing?” She says with a loving smile. Her fingers trails Rory’s back, down to her butt and back up “I love you darling, I wanted to tell you again”
She smiles, looking into Rory’s eyes before kissing her softly, light kisses on the lips before deepening the kiss, holding her even more tightly, one leg curling against her as she slowly lay down on the ground with Rory partly over her. She let her thigh, calf and foot caress her lover’s pale, freckled, smooth skin.
There was no doubts in the way she kissed the Ahroun now and every times. She loved her and wanted to be hers as much as she wanted her.
[Rory] So she’s been amazing – Rory blushes deeply and hides her face against Adara’s shoulder, shaking her head, slightly. She looks up though, when she continues, and Adara is gifted with a little pleased grin, ever shy, ever amazed that someone, anyone – let alone someone as wonderful as Adara, might like her… let alone love her..
She answers with her kisses, stretching out over the Fury as they lay back, moaning softly into the kiss as she curls close… there’s no doubt that she wants her, that she likes the way Adara makes her feel, that she loves the fury and wants to be with her…
Sometimes the word Forbidden just isn’t enough to keep the Fianna down…
[Adara Mires] And not a lot seem to stop the young Black Fury.
She moves both hands down, along Rory’s back and sides until it reaches her tight butt. She squeezes it as tongue twirls and tease each other. The kiss is passionate, filled with love, lust and desire. Eventually, softly, Adara breaks the kiss to look into Rory’s eyes. “You are gorgeous” She simply tells her.
She gently roll Rory on her back and then starts to kiss her slowly, gently all over. The Fianna can smell how aroused the Fury is, the kind of arousal that led them to some very intense sex last time. Yet the gallaird is all sensual, soft, in control, as if stopping herself from letting go and just have her ways with the Full Moon.
It’s almost a game for the dark haired young woman, keep everything building so when it breaks, it will be incredibly intense. Almost like a reversal of what she did to Rory the last time by teasing her over and over again without letting her climax.
Her lips kisses neck, teeth nibbling slightly then shoulders, breasts, tongue flicking and tracing nipples, hands cupping those firm breasts, lips closing to pull and suck on them. Everything is slow, soft, sensual..pleasurable.
[Rory] She doesn’t want the fury to stop. Not ever. She curls closer, lifting her ass into her ass into her touch, a slow, soft moan in the back of her throat as she tangles her tongue with Adaras, tasting her, teasing and being teased in a way that captures her breath, stealing it away..
Even soft and in control, it leaves her trembling, submitting to the beautiful Fury, her body on fire as she is rolled over, and laid back…. She arches her back lifting her breasts into seeking tongue, her fingers sliding into Adara’s hair, brushing it back so she can watch Adara tease her, nipples tightening, hardeneing under her lips and tongue… her breath quick and her heartbeat all but racing loud enough for Adara to hear….
“Oooohhhh….”
[Adara Mires] She keeps eye contact with Rory as she teases and pleasure her breasts. She loves to watch her lover’s reaction to what she does to her. Too bad it was hard to look at her when she was between her legs or having fun with her sexy, tight ass.
After a long time, her mouth leaves the redhead’s breasts and move down slowly, kissing her licking her way down Rory’s flat, tone belly. Her tongue stops at her belly button the tip exploring it before moving down, kissing the sensitive skin around the fianna’s sex, still moving further down, along her thighs, hands caressing them, lips kissing them, tongue tracing patterns up and down inner thighs.
Eventually she makes her way up, kissing very softly labia and clit, tasting carefully her lover’s juices, licking her outer then inner lips, spreading them. Using only her tongue and lips, no fingers, she starts pleasuring Rory, flicking her clit, sucking it, sliding tongue deep inside.
She wanted her to cum this way…very slowly, sensually..for she knew she was about to reach her own breaking points and then will go all out on the lovely metis.
[Rory] She bites her lower lip, watching Adara, and then lets her head fall back as her body reacts to the Fury’s touch, her teasing, fingers sliding through her hair, not guiding or directing or holding her, just touching and teasing… her body trembling under each teasing lick, hips curling as thighs parting farther, baring herself completely to Adara’s whims…
She is wet, so wet… there is no scent, but there is taste and texture, smooth and silky, proof positive that she is lost to the Fury’s whims… ready for anything her lover wants to show her, teach her, explore with her here under the stars…
“ooooh…” The touch of her tongue against her clit is an electric shock, and she drops her hand to fall to the ground below, digging into the grass, even the slow, sensual touch causigher to react in ways that consume her, until she cannot handle it any longer… te slide of her tongue, the tease against uber sensitive skin sending her falling, floating, crying out over the edge into sweet release…
[Adara Mires] She let her lover come down from her climax but just barely before pushing the metis ass up in the air and pressing her face against inviting sex. Her hands on the back of Rory’s thighs to keep her in the position, her tongue probing her deeper than before, then it’s two fingers, sliding in, curling to rub her sensitive g spot.
Adara’s mouth moves to Rory’s tight hole and the tip of her tongue teases it, wet it, lubricate it with saliva then it pushes in, as much as possible which was fairly deep for a tongue, the position the fianna was in making it easier. Finger’s moves in and out, rubbing g spot while tongue pleasure and taste the full moon’s behind.
Pressing her breasts against her lvoer’s lower back, Adara slowly pull her wet fingers out of Rory’s sex and then her tongue out of her butt and slide a glistering finger where her tongue was, slowly, one knuckle then the second. Fingers from her other hand entered Rory’s moist, warm sex. Her lips went to suck Rory’s clit, then her tongue flicks and licks it. A second finger joins the one in Rory’s tight hole and then the young Fury goes all out, picking up the pace she was building, letting passion and lust take over her and hungrily, fiercely pleasure the redhead.
Once, twice, three time before giving her a breather. Bacchus influence was over her and she didn’t even try to fight it. She loses herself to it, knowing Rory will not complain.
[Rory] She reaches for Adara, wanting to touch her too, her body quaking, trembling, as she gets lost again in the sensations the Fury so carefully builds inside her… she teases and tastes her tight whole, fingers finding her super sensitive g-spot, building and stroking and drivin her mad with desire…
When her finger finds its way into her ass, slowly, gently, then the second…. she’s cries out, her hips curling into her lover’s touch and teasing tongue, her body quivering as she lets herself fall into the oblivion offered by Adara’s touch.. there is nothing but Adara – nothing but her touch, nothing but the way she shows her love in physically driving the redhead to heights ever higher than the time before…
Adara goes all out, and the Fianna loses herself completely in it… lust taking over, until she can’t begin to remember where one climax ends and another begins… Falling again, again, again… secure in the knowledge that Adara will be there to catch her, to hold her, to push her over the edge again….
Breather given, she quakes in the aftermath, reachin for adara, wanting to hold her close, clinging to her, the rock in the sea of sensation, as she urges Adara into her arms where she buries her face against Adara’s neck, fighting to breathe, fighting to think… unable to speak or do anything but moan as her body trembles….
[Adara Mires] She licks her lips, then her fingers, from both hands and then allow her lover to hold her tightly and she holds her back, hearts pounding as one in two different bodies. Even if she hasn’t been touched yet and she can feel her juices sliding along her tights, she’s is as content as if she was the one catching her breath from multiple climaxes.
She closes her eyes, enjoying the taste of her lover in her mouth, both her sex and butt, while Rory’s warm breath on her neck sends shivers down her spine. Fingers move in red curls, down sweat covered back, legs encircling warm skin. Rory held her tightly and she made sure to hold her as tightly, as if she wanted her to melt with her body..so they truly could be one.
“I love you” She whispers in the fianna’s ear, a smile on her lips, happy that she could bring so much pleasure to the deserving metis. Happy that she felt the same way as she does. It had been a gamble at first, not knowing if Rory would love being with a woman..but it paid off in the best possible way.
Somewhere in the city, chances are a certain Gnawer and Shadow Lord will either wake up or have nice dreams, filled with love and lust. The drawbacks of sharing mind with someone who was as passionate about life and her lover as the Fury was.
Chances are, she will rub herself a few times because of said Gnawer when she will be in the right mood.
[Rory] She clings to Adara for a long time under the stars, fighting to breathe, to remember who she was, where she was, who she was with… Breahtless, she replies when she can find her voice again… “Te moo.” before she finds Adara’s lips with her own, and kisses her, deeply- desperately – yet with love and passion all the same…
she has yet to touch her friend and lover, and there is no doubt of the Fury’s arousal, pleasured in the simple act of loving the Metis, giving her worth in satiation… She finally, after regaining her senses, rolls Adara to her back, and kisses her… green eyes sparkling as she nips at the fury’s lip, and nods. “Ty murn.”
and she takes her turn – and her time. She explores Adara’s lithe form in much the same way she was explored, finding little bits of skin that are sensitive, ticklish even, as she works her way down, teasing nipples to hardness, taking the time to ensure each and every inch of Adara’s skin is kissed, touched, nibbled, teased… all before she even thinks of going near the apex of her thighs….
Oh, but when she does… Rory has always been a fast learner, working on instincts and desire, empathy and lust, following the cues of the body laid out before her so that she can bring her pleasure as well… she loses herself in the scent of her sex, her ass, the taste of both, the feel of slick muscles, tight and wet, around her fingers and tongue, as she strives to pleasure Adara at least half as much as she was herself…
Again.
And again
And again
and again…
Until the Fury is out of her mind with desire and satiation, until she pulls Rory up to cling to her the same way the Metis did earlier… until they are linked together in a tangled pile of sweaty limbs, the very air around them pungent with the scent of their lovemaking… thrumming with the forces of their cries, the culmination of their desire….
Until, exhausted, they sleep under the stars, skyclad and satiated…
[…and elsewhere in Chicago, Ray counts himself a VERY lucky man…]