Post by Beleth on Apr 11, 2018 15:29:29 GMT -6
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He was a mad man, he was a raging lunatic. Ever since he had heard about this Masyn character he had been a man on a mission. He had even gone so far as to patrolling Ale'ina himself. It had started a frenzy in his soul and on top of it he hadn't realized just how possessive he had become over his little lady Duchess. Just the thought of her being his sent a chill of satisfaction running down his spine. He wanted to keep her safe, that was mainly what drove him to claim her, but he of course wanted her in other ways as well. Never before had he felt a tension such as this. He needed it to be tangible somehow. Words meant nothing to males these days so he needed to bring Duchess closer to him. He couldn't afford to have her wandering, he wanted her as safe as he could possibly manage. Beleth didn't want her to have a ball and chain connected to her, he wanted her to just be safe, and he would make sure that that was possible. But still the ideal of her being his was enough to drive him even crazier. He hadn't ignored the subtle curves she had acquired over the time they had spent absent from one another. She was blossoming into a beautiful creature and he appreciated it but he knew that he needed to keep his distance. He was far larger than her, he didn't want to hurt her, and so he tiptoed around his little jewel.
But on this particular day, the sun beaming high in the sky, Beleth had to seek her out. SS Rilon was the perfect place for him to settle her down, the abandoned structure was a great location as far as a den went - he hadn't really had a den all this time that he had been here on Vor'asa. He had left himself out and bare to the elements but he wouldn't dare do such a thing with Duchess. He took a quick glance within the structure, the ship groaning and creaking beneath his weight but otherwise holding steady. Sniffing the air he confirmed that it was still abandoned though it wouldn't be for long. Turning tail he exited from the ship, large paws leaving indents in the moist sand underfoot. With a raise of his head he let out a deep howl, the sound echoing from his jaws. It was a summons for his mate. Again another chill down his spine, a tightening in his groin that he fought to ignore. I will have her soon enough. He thought to himself before pulling his haunches beneath him to sit as he waited for the husky to make her way to him.
words: 471
tagged: Persephone
notes: this will be good
He was a mad man, he was a raging lunatic. Ever since he had heard about this Masyn character he had been a man on a mission. He had even gone so far as to patrolling Ale'ina himself. It had started a frenzy in his soul and on top of it he hadn't realized just how possessive he had become over his little lady Duchess. Just the thought of her being his sent a chill of satisfaction running down his spine. He wanted to keep her safe, that was mainly what drove him to claim her, but he of course wanted her in other ways as well. Never before had he felt a tension such as this. He needed it to be tangible somehow. Words meant nothing to males these days so he needed to bring Duchess closer to him. He couldn't afford to have her wandering, he wanted her as safe as he could possibly manage. Beleth didn't want her to have a ball and chain connected to her, he wanted her to just be safe, and he would make sure that that was possible. But still the ideal of her being his was enough to drive him even crazier. He hadn't ignored the subtle curves she had acquired over the time they had spent absent from one another. She was blossoming into a beautiful creature and he appreciated it but he knew that he needed to keep his distance. He was far larger than her, he didn't want to hurt her, and so he tiptoed around his little jewel.
But on this particular day, the sun beaming high in the sky, Beleth had to seek her out. SS Rilon was the perfect place for him to settle her down, the abandoned structure was a great location as far as a den went - he hadn't really had a den all this time that he had been here on Vor'asa. He had left himself out and bare to the elements but he wouldn't dare do such a thing with Duchess. He took a quick glance within the structure, the ship groaning and creaking beneath his weight but otherwise holding steady. Sniffing the air he confirmed that it was still abandoned though it wouldn't be for long. Turning tail he exited from the ship, large paws leaving indents in the moist sand underfoot. With a raise of his head he let out a deep howl, the sound echoing from his jaws. It was a summons for his mate. Again another chill down his spine, a tightening in his groin that he fought to ignore. I will have her soon enough. He thought to himself before pulling his haunches beneath him to sit as he waited for the husky to make her way to him.
words: 471
tagged: Persephone
notes: this will be good
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