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Published: 2017-10-12 01:06:06 +0000 UTC; Views: 1577; Favourites: 56; Downloads: 0
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Sirse pressed herself against her lovers chest, letting her face sink deep into his shaggy fur. The steady beating of his heart lulling her to sleep as the wood stove crackled before them. Outside, the night was settling in, and the cold pressed itself against the glass of the cabins windows. This far out, there were no lights from street lamps to ward off the night, not passing cars, or blaring music. Here, there was only the wind rustling through the trees, the dancing expanse of stars, and the cool air that had just begun to take on a bitter nip to it as night fell. Relishing the change of the seasons, Sirse let the explosion of sensory information wash over her.'Thank you for coming with me.' she signed into her lovers chest. 'Now I am complete.'
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Gus held her against his chest as he recovered from their recent sexual exploit. She had used her fey power and his weakness for stockings and lacy underwear to entice his primal bear to emerge during their coupling. It was tiring for him as he had to keep a semblance of restraint lest the beast within went full-out berserk. As it was, whatever little clothing she had worn, was now shredded to bits under the claws of his Hyde version. Since their visit to the Underground Club, he had learnt to let the primal creature slip from the tight leash he kept him under but rather than treating it as an undesired trait, he had learned to embrace it. Now, both his rational and primal sides were comfortable being in each other's presence and even shared steering chores from time to time. Tonight was such a night and although he was happy with the outcome-and it seemed his mate was as well-he still tended to keep a firm grip on the wheel. Just in case.
"You're welcome, mon petit cheri," he wheezed a bit. He was glad that she was happy. Her life previous to their meeting was not one filled with much joy. The story she had told him about her childhood back in Arctus Tor always saddened him as she had not been able to live the life of a normal child nor had any friends to speak of. Her mother had shunned her for being half-fey. Both mother and aunt used her as a pawn in their eternal power struggle between the Summer and Winter Courts. Even though she had managed to escape their clutches, her life with CS was filled with much training and subterfuge. It had been drummed in her all her life that love was a weakness and happiness was only fleeting. He vowed to prove her detractors wrong and give her the life that she deserved. Or at least, what she had missed out on.
He bowed his head down a bit to place a kiss on her head, smelling her delicious scent as he ran his claws through her red fur. His paw inevitably made its way down to her most memorable feature: her russet-coloured tail tipped in white. He never missed the opportunity to groom the soft, furry appendage. It was like passing one's hand through cotton and silk. He rumbled appreciatively as he brushed her and her claws gripped his chest fur all the more tightly, digging in without breaking the skin. Without a voice box, she could not even purr and so this was her way of showing her approval and pleasure.
They lay in front of the dying fire on a mattress he had dragged over to the fireplace, their combined body heat keeping them warm for now. He pulled a duvet over their entwined bodies as the warmth from their exertions slowly seeped away into the cold air. "Rest well, mi amor. Tomorrow is another day."
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Night was well upon them, and the fires were all but ash when Sirse awoke. Head snapping up suddenly from a dream, no a nightmare, something dark, something dark had been chasing her down the streets. Itβs gangly arms twisting in grotesque inhuman angles as it ran, crawled behind her. There had been fire too, burning out of control, and there, standing atop the blaze was a hulking figure, arms thrust to the inky sky, screamingβ¦
The shadow of the dream passed seconds later, her heart was slowing as she looked around the darkened cabin room. All was quiet, save for the deep breathing of her lover beside her. Running a hand up to rest against his mighty heart she let its steady beating slow her wild frenzy of emotions. He was so peaceful when he slept, and a beast when she woke the hunger in him. The thought made her smile, as Gus, seemed to becoming more acceptant of his primal side, and though it scared her sometimes, it was still a thrilling sensation to see the fire light in his eyes.
Tonight had been one of those nights, even in the dark she could just make out the remnants of her nightly outfit. The shredded leggings that his claws had ripped thorough when seizing her legs, her lingerie had suffered a similar fate, not having lasted a single night before being reduced to so many ribbons. Even her tail was a little stiff from the leverage point he had used it as, though she didnβt mind that, she had kept egging him on with it after all. Doing her best to drive him into a frenzy and let his inner side run wild.
This far out, without the city constraining her, Sirse felt alive, earth, trees, and water in place of concreate, electricity, and cars. This was bliss, this is what home felt like. Her hand ran over Gusβs chest again. Home. It felt right to be here, with him.
Slipping off Gusβs chest Sirse slipped into the shadows to retrieve another log, slipping it and a few other back into the stone fire place, she extended her hand and focused her will. Concentrating as her employer had taught her, she formed the word of protection in her mindβs eye.
Foongieo.
Fire sprang from her fingertips engulfing the logs that began to crackle slowly as the fire spread over them. The light and heat they produced was a satisfying, even as the backlash snapped her back a few inches. Instinctively her hand raised to her temple, where it felt as though she had just taken a blow to the head. Swaying as the eco of the spell reverberated through her mind, Sirse steadied herself and looked back over her shoulder. Had she woken him?
He looked asleep, even her sensitive ears could not detect any changes in his breathing, though it was difficult to hear anything with the ringing in them. With a final shake to clear away the after effects of the spell, Sirse crawled back up onto Gusβs chest, dawn would be here soon enough.
And, this time, she was determined to wake before him.
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Thank you, Gus Grizzly belongs to Jknight97
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good morning my friend, nice story, Sirse is so cute 
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Thank you, yah, it's all the floof, she is just to cute when floofy.
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Mean while out side...Β
Komatii: (in KSK gear stuck in a tree blood dripping from his nose)
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Thank you, they are enjoying themselves. Nothing brings people closer together than a cold night.
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Thank you, funny isn't it how the cold brings people closer together.
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That is why I live on theΒ countryside, the beautiful untouched landscape, starry nights with out a plane in the sky. You can walk out back and see a elk just walking through the treeline. It truly is amazing.
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Sounds bliss, and makes me miss my old home even more. I need a vacation, sometime in Alaska's short summer, the fall would be best, just to get out and go hunting.
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My favorite time is spring. There is not enough heat yet to create mirrage.
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I have to go with fall, so.many colors and the smells all come out. Spring is a close second though.
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I live in an area of where 98% of all trees is an evergreen. The only one i get to so often is the maple tree in my back yard.
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Lucky, I had pine, birch, willow, aspin, cotton wood, but no maple alas.
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Sadly though, it is dying... and we may have to cut soon.
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Awe... Dang, it's terrible to lose old trees.
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Ya, but it was dying before I was even born. So my hole life I've just seen it decay.
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