Re: The Fox and His Lady (Mature; Reserved)

[silverwolflady]

he held perfectly still, weighing his response thoughtfully, and completely knowing some would definitely react to the wrong answer.. '' mmmm welll. that is a trick question i suppose.. was a little of both i think.. at first it was because you where not another human.... then later.. as i got more curious .. i guess my interest picked up a little more on it.. '' he shrugged, looking up at her thoughtfully.

'' nothing i could help.. its instincts i guess that really kicked in first.. '' frowned before sighing, he hated complicated questions only because it made things difficult when it really didn't have to be.. sliding his hands to her hips again he gave a slight push up with his hips, still rock hard and probably ready to go again.

[Scylothia]

She may only be half fox, but she was sly. She picked up on his hesitation, and smiled with a soft moan.
"Don't worry, Kurama. I'm not asking you to commit to me; this doesn't need to be complicated. Let's just stick with it and see what happens, eh?"
SHe sqeezed her cervical muscles around his erection, and nuzzled his neck and gave it a lick.
"Basically, friends with benefits?" she offered. "Besides, if i'm trusting those treasures to you I have all the more reason to keep an eye on you."

[silverwolflady]

he groaned, loving the feel of her muscles on him, bitting his lip he looked up at her and grinned'' its a habit.. trust me... you would get a little.. cautious every time someone went after you if you gave them the answer they did not want to hear. ''

He arched a brow slightly at her last comment'' hmmm i think your already trusting me, considering you wouldn't be doing this....'' he pushed up hard on the last word before giving an innocent look..'' without some form of trust to me.. friends with benefits.... mmmm sounds inviting.. '' he slid the palm of his hand to the back of her neck, holding her still as he leaned forward and flicked his tongue teasingly over one of her nipples. just to see how she would react.

[Scylothia]

She gasped and shuddered at the hard shove into her body, then grinned and began to ride him, arching her neck as he licked her teat. "mmmm...." she muttered, encouragingly.
"That tongue of yours should come with a warning label. And yes, it does take a certain level of trust for me to have so easily surrendered to you. It is...quite enjoyable, I must admit."

She wove her fingers into his hair again, and rode him contentedly.

[silverwolflady]

he laughed softly '' what sort of warning is that supposed label gunna say?" he looked up at her , locking his eyes on hers as he took her nipple in his mouth and sucked hard for a moment, rolling it lightly with his tongue before releasing it, moving to do the same to her other one.

His hands moved up and down her sides now, lightly tracing the movement of her muscles and a few scars here and there but didn't say anything, grabbing her hips again and tapped his fingers lightly on her flesh he began to pull her down on him every few seconds,pushing his hips up as he did so. keeping the pace slow but constant. '' glad you think so. because i am thinking i can do this again .. and again.. atleast until one of us passes out or gets tired of it.''

[Scylothia]

She hissed excitedly, lowering herself down so he could reach her nipples better. She touched his left bicep, and stroked a scar she found there, riding him at this pleasant pace with a smile. "Damn, this one must have hurt like hell--looks like a bomb exploded next to your skin. It's amazing it's as healed as it is; what happened?"
She listened and grinned wickedly.
"Ph, I think I can keep up with you for a while--I have all night after all. My first class doesn't start until one-thirty tomorrow. And it's an easy class."

[silverwolflady]

he felt his muscle jumped where she ran her fingers over the scar, frowning he glanced at it before looking up at her and grinned'' well.. just like you said.. bloody bomb went off right next to me.. barely got a chance to move it was tripped.. and yes i am lucky.. damn thing would have killed me if i hadn't had good reflex's.. ''

he grinned sliding his hands up to her breasts this time, letting her move for now as he played. '' is that so ? mmmm well i have a class in the morning so sadly i will have to go to bed at some point. '' grinned, sliding his fingers over her breasts'' mmm are you going to question me about all my scars? cause i have to tell you ,i sometimes forget how i got them.. i have so many.''

[Scylothia]

"Ouch." she said, listening to his story. "And no, not all of them. I forget where half of mine came from."
She moaned as he fondled her breasts, and giving her lover a deep and passionate kiss. "That's a shame; I wouldn't mind spending half the night up with you. But... I do have Friday off this week. Only one class, a self-defense unit, and the professor's ill. So I have all day to start moving the treasures... then maybe give you a few hours of my time if you want it."

[silverwolflady]

he grinned'' yea... well i do know most of mine are from well.. my profession . .. stealing..i have come across so many booby traps its weird. '' he kissed her back, holding her by her hair now to keep her from moving away as he deepened the kiss, moaning softly against her mouth, sliding his free arm around her waist and leaned up more, scooting to the edge of the sofa before he began to move again, picking up the pace a little and still making sure to go in as deep as he could, making sure he could hit any certain pleasurable spots he could find.

[Scylothia]

SHe panted into the kiss as he gained his new angle. What she felt between her legs was like lightning, and even with her lips lock against his her moaning was loud and needy.
She pulled away only as far as she could. "...Fuck, you're good.... so good..." she was barely cohesive now, caught up in pleasure and passion, and hardly able to say anything; just moan and moan some more and pant. Now this was sex as she'd imagined it, before the rough encounter she'd had before. Leave it up to a fox to show her how it's done....properly, that is. And she loved it.

[silverwolflady]

He loved the sounds she was making, shifting a little and holding her hips in his grip now as he moved her against him every time he moved, he nipped her lower lip , already feeling the pleasure building so intense he knew it wouldn't be long before his release.

he held off as best as he could for now, concentrating solely on her release first, he may be a bastard but he wasn't selfish.

[Scylothia]

She didn't say anything else--she was too caught up in the heat of the moment. She sqeezed down on him again, and arched up, riding him as though she were in season and not showing any signs of faltering.
She ran her hands along his sides, massaging his lovely muscles as she did before leaning down to lick the fine lines of his abdomen, her pleasure surmounting and her neediness getting more desperate until finally, she sank down onto him as far as she could, her whole body spasming and she reached her climax for the second time that night. She dropped back down and gave her lover a deep kiss, panting and trying to catch her breath. She swore she was going to have a heart attack, it was beating so hard.

[silverwolflady]

He groaned deeply in the kiss as he held her on him, his own orgasm hitting the moment he felt her go. he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her still while they both panted and tried catching their breaths afterwords.

After a few minutes he leaned back completely spent now as he lazily ran his hands over her back. watching her for a moment, before a grin broke out on his face..'' sooo good huh? .. better then... any others?" he asked curiously, still keeping his eyes on her face though every now and then he would glance to her chest where he could easily hear her heart beating fast. '' think we need a break or i fear you will die on me. '' he teased.

[Scylothia]

She nuzzled him again, kissing the underside of his jaw with such a tenderness it could almost be conceived as affectionate, a wanting to spend more nights with him. But of course, she left this subject alone. She didn't want him running off on her. Especially since if he left she'd be alone again; no supernatural but she herself in a forsaken land of fallen glory, trapped for however much longer she would be.
She wished she could just destroy those accursed treasures and liberate herself. Egypt was a wonderful place, but after the centuies she'd been there, she was tired of it. At least of being alone in it.

She listened to his question, and smiled to herself. "Well, if you must know Kura.... You're only the second male I've slept with in my life, and the first one was a rough and violent bastard I'd rather not remember.
"But, that being said, aye, I guess I could say you're better than the other. Much better."

[silverwolflady]

He gave a slight grunt, nearly a growl at hearing of the other one, '' really now... that said male is not still alive is he?" he mumbled, women should definitely not have men be rough with them. or violent for that matter. Sighing he glanced at her then around the room, it might be a little too late to take her back home.

Being a gentleman he wouldn't ignore the respect due to a woman. '' you know.. if you need to wash up , you can use my bathroom.. got a tub and everything,.. its a bit late too, i can take you home in the morning if you wish it?". he still let his fingers dance over her back and sides, a lazy motion he found soothing for him , possibly her too if she wanted it.

[Scylothia]

She scolwed at the memories of her first partner, and of what she'd been foolish enough to do just to earn his approval. That poor lad... his pain....the heat of his life flooding her jaws.... She shed a couple of tears, which rolled down her cheek and dripped off onto his chest where she rested her head. She fought it back and distracted herself by answering him.
"I don't know... probably. He was strong. Probably now even moreseo." she sighed. "I suppose, a bath would be nice. soothe those bites if nothing else." she moved her hips and pulled off of his cock before looking into his gorgeous, fierce eyes. "Where is it?"

[silverwolflady]

He frowned, silently cursing himself at the first sight and touch of her tears, he hadn't meant to bloody well make her cry. When she moved he quickly put his hands on her hips to stop her. When he was sure she wouldn't move again he reached up to lightly rub away one of the tears'' my apologies.was not my intentions to upset you.'' leaning up he glanced around for his pants before yanking them on, tugging her to her feet he pointed to the hallway... '' all the way down. to the left.. need me to show you how things work or do you prefer to figure them out yourself?"

he was going to kick himself if she cried again so he tried to stay away from anything sensitive, figuring it was him talking bout the other male that done it. '' the hot water lasts as long as you want it to by the way.'' he couldn't keep his eyes off of her though, wanting to make sure she was truly okay, just so he wouldn't feel like such an ass for her tears.

[Scylothia]

She was a little surprised when he stopped her. Her cheek felt warm where he touched it. Then she got an expression that was half pained, have loving. "No... Kura....it isn't you. It's...something I've done before, a very long time ago. Something I've been running from ever since."
She watched him as he got up, and seeing the grace with which he moved put a small smile on her face even in her moment of weakness. He was truly... just, wow. That was the only way she could describe him.

"Normally... I suppose I'd like to go alone. But i don't want to chance upon touching something I shouldn't. Can you show me?"
To tell the truth.... she didn't think she could handle being alone with those dark memories so vivid in her mind at the moment.

[silverwolflady]

Giving a light laugh he nudged her down the hall'' ahhh but my bathroom doesn't have cursed items in it.. the most you could do is well... break the plumbing really.. a pain to fix but still fixable.. and not deadly. '' he teased. lightly massaging her shoulders as they walked now.'' and as for your running from something.. i think thats normal.. every living being in the world has something to run from.. the law.. memories.. actions they have done that has caused mayhem or pain and suffering to others they love. ''

he shrugged slightly , nudging the door open to the bathroom for her and flicking the light on.. it was big, nearly half the size of his main living room. there was a shower stall on one side and a very large tub that looked to fit atleast three people on the other side.. Of course due to his trademark for the rose, the tiles for both floor and walls had some sort of rose design on it.. '' do not beat yourself up on things you have done in the past, it happened, and we can't change that.. even i can't go back in time , trust me i done my fair share of ouches.. '' he pointed to the side of the room that healed the tub and shower.. ''bath or shower?"

[Scylothia]

She chuckled at his joke, and rolled her shoulders as they walked, enjoying and needing the relaxing touch of his skilled hands. "Aye, I suppose...." she said, listening to him speak of running from something. But she wasn't sure he understood the trauma her harsh deed still caused her, as much as she tried to forgive herself.

"Hmmm, well, I suppose, that as tempting as a bath sounds a shower's quicker; since we both need to get some sleep." She looked around at the rose designs, and smiled--running her hands over one relief of it. Then she went over to the shower herself and took the liberty to turn it on, adjusting it with the cool water before stepping in, sighing. Now the memories were bothering her again. So she just starting talking, and let the story spill.

"....Being raised by my wolven mother, I of course grew up with a mentality that was considerably un-foxly, and very wolven.
“I suppose I blamed her for the fact my father was dead, though it was never her fault. My grandfather couldn’t stand the thought of his daughter sleeping with a fox, let alone a rogue and a criminal. I’m sure you know how that feels.
“When she found out she was expecting me, all hell broke loose and my grandfather found out and my da was very brutally slaughtered by the pack.
“She raised me alone and on the run—because in fact my grandfather only knew that she’d slept with a fox—not that she’d been made pregnant by one. She ran away when it started showing and I grew up with only her for company. Then one day, in my adolescent years, we got into a real knock-down-drag -out fight, and I abandoned her to make my own way in a cruel world.
“I survived on my own for a while, then found a pack of wolf youngsters, led by an old, wise alpha. He took me in and I was happy for a while. Then the old man died; rejoined the goddess and a new leader, from our group, took over. His name was Tarrance. And oh, damn did I think I was in love with him. I made it my life’s pursuit practically to earn his affection. But then, things went bad.
“Tarrance began showing his true colors, and turned our little pack into a band of thieves, heartless raiders of villages… and cold-blooded murderers. Half the reason the ancient Europeans hated wolves so much? It was our doing.”
She began washing her hair then as she spoke, eyes down on the tile in font of her.
“One night, on Samhain, Tarrance led us into a raid on a village that was celebrating and feasting, and to their temple. By then, he’d begun toying with my ignorant, flighty heart. After the raid, he threw…”
This part was the painful one.
“…a young foxen youth at my paws and told me that, if I wanted to prove myself worthy of becoming his mate, I needed to forsake my father’s blood.
“I’ll never forget that poor boy….such beautiful blonde hair, the most vibrant and intelligent green eyes I’ve ever seen. He probably had some lovely vixen he was courting, a father who loved him, a mother who cherished him…. He was studying to be a clerk of the god and goddess, since the belief is that’s where you male foxes get your plant-based magic from.
“….Anyway… at first… I didn’t understand what Tarrance meant.” Her voice began faltering. “And then I realized, that he wanted me to kill that poor youth, in a way killing that half of me, just so I could be worthy to be his.”

[silverwolflady]

He followed her, watching her get things ready, at first he was going to just lean against the counter and let her shower while they talked, but the moment her words began to flow, he got the gut feeling she would need a little more comfort then just him being in the same room. He had actually been curious about how she had been raised and now he got the feeling he was getting the most of it.

Shrugging out of his pants he stepped into the shower behind her, lightly nudging her hands away from her hair to begin running his fingers through the long wet locks, gently massaging as he stayed quiet, letting her finish. After a moment or two he stayed silent again , thinking it over, rolling her words over and over in his mind. '' strange... how one being cannot just accept someone for who they are,.. not by what blood they have in them, he murmured softly. gently rinsing the soap out of her hair.He was pretty sure though that her mother taught her well, she had heart that was for sure, other wise she wouldn't be feeling remorse for whatever else she was about to reveal.

He was really not one to judge those by what they have done in the past, so he wasn't going to start now, though he found her upbringing odd. well as odd as nature would actually allow such a thing. '' your mother was strong to raise you alone.. she took a risk. and i do believe you have that strong will in you as well. i imagine she would be proud of you for sticking up for yourself..'' he didn't want to ask the question that was running in his head but , he figured talking it out now, with someone who would not judge her for what she choose to do, was a good thing for her. getting something out there in the open was good for the soul, especially if it helped ease the burden. '' this Tarrance man doesn't seem like he should have been a leader at all.. '' he looked to her for a oment before getting some condioner and began to rub some in her hair.. '' what decision did you make for the youth?"he made the question be filled with mild curiosity, not wanting to make her think he was comdemning her.

[Scylothia]

She was quiet, hesitant at first—saying it aloud would only cement the facts that she’d been running from for centuries. But, as she felt his silky touch working through her hair, she realized that it was time.
But it wasn’t easy. She hesitated a moment longer, and then broke down, sinking to her knees and covering her eyes as all the pent up guilt and grief released itself in a flood of tears.
“I was so young and stupid then….
“He had such a beautiful aura, and I snuffed it out like a candle. Like… turning off a light, only instead of shadows…. Just…emptiness…
“He had so much promise—only to be snapped out for vanity and false love.”
She bawled for a few moments longer. She’d been harboring all of that pain for centuries, keeping it bottled up beneath a resolve of calm, never having anyone she could vent to.

Finally, she regained her composure, but sat there on her knees for a while. She felt rather weak at the moment. “I still see him, you know; sometimes when I dream, I’ll see his pretty eyes, see them dull all over again, his belly sliced open by the murdering fangs of a she-wolf. I can still taste it, even, in those dreams. Then I wake up in a cold sweat and can never get back to sleep.”
She was quiet again, but not as long this time. Then she bravely continued her story.
“Of course, Tarrance was happy. That night he claimed me and proclaimed me his wife. But…it wasn’t at all like I’d imagined. I’d pictured something wonderful, you know. Long and hot and heavy.” She shook her head. “He pinned me down and shoved himself up inside when I was still dry. It hurt so much; bastard tore me up and he held me so tight I got bruises. But of course, I thought that’s how it was supposed to be and I let him do it. Afterward, he just got off an laid down, and left me feeling sore and sticky and…well, used. Used and alone with my thoughts, and I pondered over my actions well into the night. Then, I started to open my eyes and realize the situation I’d gotten myself into.
“I waited for him to fall asleep, and the rest of those cutthroats, and I left, broken and feeling like a traitor. I went northwest, hoping maybe to find somewhere where I could recover and think of the next best plan, but once a wolf puts their mind to something, or claims it, they don’t lightly give it up. Tarrance and his lackeys followed me, never giving me a moment’s peace. Wolves I’d once called my friends, even brothers.
“The only relief came when I managed to steal a small fortune and barter passage on a ship bound for Persia from what is now Ireland, my last chance at freedom. I had the ship leave me at the mouth of the Nile, and I’ve been in Egypt ever since, alone with my guilt.”

((whew...sorry for the monologue, gal XD))

[silverwolflady]

Even though he couldn't stand the thought or sight of seeing a woman cry, he let her, she needed it, her soul was being tormented and this was one of the few ways it could be lessened. Not completely wiped out, he knew that, something she did could never be erased. The fact that she felt so tortured over it gave him more insight on what kind of a person she was.. a good one..One that was used and misled by well, some mad man he didn't think should still be alive..

Watching her sit and curl her knees up to her chest on the floor nearly broke his heart, taking a deep breath he sat down behind her, pulling her close. He knew there was nothing he could say to make her feel better, but didn't stop him from trying. .. Resting his chin lightly on her shoulder, he gently ran his hands up and down on her arms, letting her keep talking before he spoke.. '' you know.. the fact that you feel so torn up over it and the guilt is eating at you , should tell you something.. you are not heartless. you where misled. and i assure you that young man if he where standing in front of you right now, he would forgive you.. i know if it where me. i would.. . as for Tarrance, if he ever gets near you again , you let me know.. ''

looking to her he lightly kissed her cheek, again rubbing her arms before he placed a hand lightly over her heart.. '' you honor that young man by remembering him and wishing you could have changed it.. . i know it may not make you feel better, but . atleast your dealing. . you where young and really didn't have a good role model to learn from that is for sure. ..that young man.. did they bury him ? or did you?" again a simple question, not meant to give judgement,

[Scylothia]

She closed her eyes when he held her; feeling vulnerable and yet safe all at once, something that was quite new to her but that she found herself enjoying. She listened to his wise words after she'd finished he tale, and paused to think. "Do you really think so?" she asked. "I mean... that there may some hope of redemption for a murderer like me?"
Then she listened to what he said about the young man, and stared at the wall a moment. "...I have a confession to make; those treasures aren't the only reason I stayed in Egypt. The truth of the matter is that I've been too afraid to try and go back. I don't want to end up in his claws again--because I likely wouldn't live through it."
She leaned into the soft kiss, looking down at her left ankle, where a tattoo in beautiful blue ink glistened in the water.
"...when I left, I took his body back to the ruined temple. There was a pyre there, ready as always to recieve its next soul. I put him on there, put a rose between his hands and burned it, as his faith, and later mine..." she indicated the symbol on her ankle. "would have requested. Besides, he deserved to go in the way of his people. It was the least I could do."

[silverwolflady]

he nodded, half closing his eyes as he kept her close, giving her some bit of comfort as much as he could,.. '' of course. a good soul can be redeemed.. a black one how ever.. cannot.. you , your good, trust me on that one. ''

he frowned at her confession, slowly thinking it over before he looked back to her.. '' i see.. its understandable... would you go back if someone went with you? .. after the treasure is secured of course. .. and you won't end up in his claws again, trust me on that one. ''

His gaze went to her tattoo. reaching down to lightly trace his fingers over it.. '' you did him justice by doing that.. again he would forgive you for it. his soul is at peace. you made sure of that.. ''

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