Ayasha
Sikla
Ge-Rad's youngest Warrior
Ge-rad's spitfire, Loving the chewing fettish mann of Ge-rad
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Post by Ayasha on Aug 30, 2007 19:20:57 GMT -5
\\\warning: contains some mature content\\\
Amongst the large main area of pack dens Ayasha had found a secluded spot, far enough away to warrent a good bit of privacy. Bright light filtered into the dark spacious den Ayasha called home, she shared this spot with her sister Krystal. Although this morning Krystal was allready up and about, out probably doing her morning patrol, unlike her midninght sister who did the night patrol. Opening her jad orbs the black she varg stared into the light, wearyness fading from her form as memories from the previous nights slowly came into her mind. As her body began to wake she rolled over against the den's wall, stretching her legs up into air and clawing at the ceiling. Bits of dirt fell from the roof, sprinkling onto her dark pelt. The will to rise was slowing building in the midnight warrior's body. A whine escaped her maw as she yawned, her orbs closing into slits as the stretching of her face was produced. Once the ritual of stretching and yawning was done the femme appeared from her den, glancing about she couldn't make out anyone in the main dens up ahead, from her point she could see the area, but it was rather hard for anyone to see her. Shaking her pelt to rid herself of any other debris she finished stretching her back limbs. The sun was rising in the sky, giving the forest below a rather yellow glow.
The day that lay before the black pelted femme was thus far uneventful, having just come from a few moons ago where Krystal was accused of being a traitor by Shayla, and being put on prohbation, nothing else had happened. Although Ayasha was rather grateful for this break in activity, althoug she herself had been involved with a mann, that night had proven to be rather strange. But she hadn't done anything, Kaemon was her true focus, and she wouldn't stray from that. Kaemon...Giving a grin Ayasha flung her head upwards, calling to Kaemon to come pay her a visit. As her song finished she let a grin envelope her maw. They would probably play, she would get him to try and naw on her tail, she would nip at him and they would play like they had before. She let out a sigh, he was nice, more than nice, he did strange things to her, caused her to feel strange. But she wasn't sure what exactly was going on, but maybe today something different would happen....in fact.....She chuckled. perhaps it was time to give Kaemon a little help in becoming more than just her friend. Though she wasn't exactly sure what she would do, she couldn't help but laugh.
Fenris had now risen high into the sky, giving the ground below a gentle touch of heat, allready Ayasha was becoming uncomfortable in the heat. Luckily there were trees that shaded her from the heat. The coming of fall would be a nice reprieve from this heat. But the weather was the last thing from her mind, in fact, as she waited for Kaemon she was quikly working a plan in her mind, how to try and get him to....catch on to her feelings for him, the only problem...it was the season of breeding, and Ayasha being a varg....well she had her needs, and unfortunately the only one she wanted to fufill those needs wasn't really catching on yet. But she would fix that...somehow she would fix that. A shiver ran down her spine as she waited, wanting Kaemon to come quicker than he was. Maybe she should howl again? No, she shook her head, that would seem too desperate, she would wait, after all, she didn't want to give away her game soo easily, and if she called twice, someone else might come, and that would ruin everything.
After a moment Ayasha decided that it would be better to move away from the dens a little further, maybe even away from hers, since she shated it with her sister. Flicking her tail she padded away, under the shade of the trees, her gait sashaying as she picked a place that would be suitable. Up ahead there were some trees that hung lower towards the ground, offering a little more privacy. She smiled and sat beneath the tree, wating for Kaemon to join her so she could begin the plan. And if all went well, then she would satisfy her needs and begin to win Kaemon over, assuming he went along with everything. He was such a goofball, but she loved that about him. Her nerves were calm, but she was getting tired of waiting for him to come, but perhaps he was still snoozing and he had just woken when he heard her call, hoping that he heard her call. It would probably be only a few more minutes, she could wait that long, it wasn't going to kill her to wait a few minutes longer anyway, it would give her a little more time to figure out this little plan she had. She couldn't help but grin again, the thought swimming in her mind. Her tail flicked in anticipation, a playful growl echoed from her maw.
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Kaemon
Sikla
Trouble-making adolecent of Ge-Rad
?Mischief Maker with a Chewing Fetish? [br]*Fallen for the emrald-eyed fae*
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Post by Kaemon on Aug 30, 2007 20:22:09 GMT -5
//God-moding approved before hand//
The days of Ge-Rad were uneventful indeed, as Fenris casted her rays upon the forest to Transylvania. Fall was approaching, but it seemed the cooler temperatures have been prolonged indefinitely, for one the Putnar and Lera alike have been sweltered with a great heat wave. Luckily, today was rather bearable, but the rising temperature was enough to make any varg just want to sleep around all day. This was particular for one adolescent, who didn't mind one bit sleeping the day away.
His cranium resting upon his creme paws, Kaemon could be found deep within the Ge-Radian territory today, his form stretched in a cool dirt pit he dug himself under one of the many trees. A chewed up stick lay just inches from the mann's sweaty nose, Kaemon could never get rid of his nasty chewing habit. His orangish sides expanded and contracted with little disturbance, as every now and then one of his large round dog-like auds would flicker outward as if to catch a sound. He was quite peaceful at the moment, his dreams random and unclear; though he wouldn't remember them once he woke. Kaemon was in a doze, until a howl was launched into the air. Eyelids fluttering to reveal his chocolate oculars, Kaemon was once again fully aware of the world around him.
It only took a moment to realize who's vocals had lifted into the air, just as well as why. The call had been for him, and no doubt had been from the ebon drappa Ayasha. Kaemon smiled to himself as his limbs lifted his body into the air, the two had grown rather close over the last couple of moons. For a while, it had been unclear to the mann why his body reacted in a odd fluttering sort of way to this particular fae, but now Kaemon knew well enough that he had cared more deeply for this particular fae than he ever has for anyone else. A "crush", some would call this whooping sensation; "love", others would say. Whatever it was, Kaemon liked it, and was happy to bound to the fae, where ever she may be.
Picking up the pace, Kaemon's jaunt was just a tad slower than all the rest of his pack mates. Sure, for the moment he was lanky and had yet to fully fill out, but he was also shorter and just smaller compared to the rest of the males. Kaemon had inherited most of his mother's genes, and there was evidence that she had been a product of one dog parent. Not only did this show in Kaemon's size and auds, but his tail also happened to be slightly curled, original only to him. This of course had never upset the joyous stable mann, for to him blood never really mattered. Kaemon was made different, and he couldn't be happier.
After several moments, Kaemon slowed his pace almost to a halt to inhale the scent of the air, he knew somewhere near Ayasha lurked. He caught her scent, just a whiff, she had been here in the den not too long ago. His nose to the dry ground, he was able to follow the scent to a rather shady area and through the brush. This area was rarely seen by paws, and Kaemon quickly wondered what the ebon fae could possibly be doing, or want with him. After stopping just beyond a few shady trees, Kaemon heard a playful growl echo just beyond the brush. Kaemon instantly froze, his gaze upon the ebon form. With a curt smirk stained upon his maw, the mann couldn't resist the perfect opportunity to "surprise" an unexpected varg. Besides, the way she was waving his tail was tourture trying to resist the urge to catch it.
Sneaking up upon the antsy fae, Kaemon lowered himself in the brush, lining up his target for the perfect strike. She was only a couple feet from her, it was as perfect time as any. "Gotcha!" The mann shouted, and at the same time Kaemon launched himself off the earth and toward his prey, his maw gripped Ayasha's ebon tail firmly but gently in his maw.
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Ayasha
Sikla
Ge-Rad's youngest Warrior
Ge-rad's spitfire, Loving the chewing fettish mann of Ge-rad
Posts: 253
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Post by Ayasha on Sept 4, 2007 16:55:28 GMT -5
Ayasha waited, she tried to control her snickers, but her snickers were cut short by the suprise attack of Kaemon himself. She let out a yelp, her hackles rising momentarily before falling back down on her ebon pelt. Glancing behind her her maw spread out in a smile. "Kaemon! Just the varg I was looking for." She grinned, but her eyes fell upon his maw nicely clenched on her tail, suprisingly toward her hindquaters. She glanced back at him, her eyebrow raising."You want something there killer?"She purred, his maw close to her hindquaters, sending a tiny shiver down her spine. Perhaps her game was now set before her. After all, she was in heat, and slightly more.....what's the word..susceptible..
She didn't waste time in quickly formulating her plan to seduce Kaemon, but since his maw was so close to her hindquaters he would be able to tell she was in heat, which would probably work to her favor. Glancing upwards she noticed the vines, they would have to watch out for those....or would they? She looked to Kaemon and smiled. "You want to play a little game Kaemon?"She laughed, licking her maw seductively and walking up a little closer to Kaemon. Her maw close to his. "You're looking rather....built today? Been playing with the big boys?" She cooed, watching him from her jade orbs, staring out micheviously at the mann. She was acting differently from what Kaemon knew her to be, but you can't stay the same forever.
"So this game of which I speak, are you up to it? Though i must warn you. this game gets ver physical."She flicked her tail.
///sorry sorry it's a horrible post///
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Kaemon
Sikla
Trouble-making adolecent of Ge-Rad
?Mischief Maker with a Chewing Fetish? [br]*Fallen for the emrald-eyed fae*
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Post by Kaemon on Sept 7, 2007 19:57:52 GMT -5
As soon as his maw rapped around her bushy banner, Ayasha reacted exactly the way Kaemon predicted. With a yip of surprise and as soon as her gaze follow the source of her discomfort. Kaemon couldn't help but gin and wag his own curved plume, his chocolate orbs wide with joy and innocence. On the contrary, he almost looked like a dog caught in the act of stealing a steak off the dinner table. “You tell me,” Kaemon replied, letting go of her tail once he saw she wasn’t going to struggle. Perhaps she knew him too well, struggling made it more of a game to the overgrown pup.
Once he did let go, however, Kaemon caught whiff of something he had never really smelled before. It sent an odd sensation through his body, kicking his hormones into drive. It was a sweet scent, almost like a natural perfume. Kaemon fidgeted a little, all the sudden he found himself anxious, and unable to stand completely still.
“Game?” Kaemon repeated eagerly, his mind still buzzing with mostly confusion now. He was still so new to these feelings, since he was still somewhat maturing. The male had stopped growing height wise some moons ago, now he was beginning to fill out his full frame, adding muscle to his lanky form. “I’d love a game,” Kaemon growled back, standing a little taller, as if trying to impersonate some mighty dragga. He had no idea what was in store for him, but he knew this wasn’t going to be any ordinary game. On the contrary, Ayasha was acting different, she seemed even- ah- sexier, than what he had known her to be. In a very mischievous way. Not that he was complaining, oh no that was the last think Kaemon was about to do. “I have to say, I don’t think I’ve seen a coat shine as much as yours does,” Kaemon finally returned the comment in a deep voice. At least, as deep as his voice got, which wasn’t saying much.
“I’ll play any game you shoot at me, you know physical is my middle name,” the sable brute piped up at Ayasha’s last comment. Even though he tried to sound cool, he couldn’t hide the questioning look or eager tone in his voice The brute’s mind seemed to linger from harmless play to twisted versions of- well, let’s just say it isn’t the kind of play any pup could fully understand.
//Oh dear, poor Kaemon, he just his puberty not to long ago : D//
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Ayasha
Sikla
Ge-Rad's youngest Warrior
Ge-rad's spitfire, Loving the chewing fettish mann of Ge-rad
Posts: 253
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Post by Ayasha on Sept 8, 2007 22:15:39 GMT -5
As Kaemon dropped her tail she flicked it, grinning as he seemed to pick up the fact that her hormones were changing. The ebon fae watched him for a moment, taking in his motions and change in personality. Now it seemed perfect to go with her plan. Kaemon had remained an innocent pup like varg, and it was now up to Ayasha to change that. She laughed at his eagerness to play a game. "Wonderful." She purred, taking a step closer to him, his scent filling her nares and sending a shiver up her spine. He was maturing, physically, and today he would mature in a nother way. His compliment made her smile, indeed she was one of the blackest vargs there were, one of her top features, in her view. Black and slender. "Why thank you." She rubbed up against him, her rump slipping past his muzzle as she turned to face him once more.
"If physical is your middle name, then you will definately enjoy this little game."Her voice was smooth, sexy...startling a little to even her. She glanced behind him, an old aboneded den was in the area, the ground making up its roof appeared stable enough, and behind it was the tree. If she could back him up to the tree, then everything would work. She thought quickly, what to call this game? "The name of the game is this." She began. "Make Kaemon learn about life." Her grin was seductive, her orbs danced with a fire. She couldn't help it, she was Ge-rad's spitfire after all. She walked past him, giving her gait a rhythme that displayed her rump, a sashaying movement as she got closer to the tree.
Turning she gave Kaemon a smile. "Aren't you coming?" Her voice sweet, asking, and yet daring. Did he know this game? Was he sure what was gonna happen? Did he know she was in heat? "You aren't afraid I hope, a big mann like you? With your...."She shivered, regaining control over her feelings, he was quite a mann, filling out and looking even better by the second, she was having trouble keeping herself from touching him, from luring him into her plan right away. But she had to keep her cool, she was leading this plan. "You've grown.....so muscular." She purred, rubbing up against the tree, testing the ground below her. It would suffice, at least she thought. She glanced at him, waiting for him to come to her, her orbs fixated on him, her whole attention was on him. "So come on, let's play."
She backed up so her back was facing the corner of the tree, a few vines falling down and lacing themselves across her back. The ebon pelt standing out aainst the green, her features seemed to be focused on, every detail now visible. Glacing upwards she saw a few vines hanging down, if she could get Kaemon to step under them...then he would be.....captured and she could have her dirty little way with him. He would only have to stand where she was standing. She could easily pull the vines to loop around him,. She relished in the thought, little innocent Kaemon, going to be corrupted by her. She smiled. "Why don't you stand here?" She flicked her tail, her scent moving in the air, luring the mann to come to her. Her perfume was her bait, but she herself would be the weapon, and he....oh he would be the -victim wasn't the right word- but he would enjoy this game, this she knew, what mann could resist a femme in heat, when he himself was feeling the affects as well. Oh yes, her would like this game, he would enjoy the outcome, as much as she would. In turn her-restlessness- would be fixed, for the moment at least, but she would probably pay him another visit, asking a favor of the mann, a favor he would probably enjoy.
No one had needed to teach the black femme about these things, she had experienced teasing and sich with two other manns before Kaemon, only one of them had been an interest, the other just a game, but now that Kaemon was here, she was putting more into this game. A seductress with one motive, one outcome in turn, and he was just lucky to be her interest at this moment. She felt her body quiver a little, her heart beating a little faster, she was getting fired up, but she didn't show this weakness, he couldn't know that yet, she had to stay in control. Spitfire, she was just warming up, by the end of this, spitrfire would be an understatement. And Kaemon..she didn't know what to say..he would be made a real mann. He would be-matured in a new way- oh yes! Her reputation might change, instead of the rebellious femme, she might be known for a more uh-how should this be put- fiesty sexual side no one knew she had.
///Kaemon better be prepared! XD///
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Kaemon
Sikla
Trouble-making adolecent of Ge-Rad
?Mischief Maker with a Chewing Fetish? [br]*Fallen for the emrald-eyed fae*
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Post by Kaemon on Sept 9, 2007 15:23:39 GMT -5
The fae purred, and as she took a step near Kaemon her scent once again filled his nares. He leaned back a little on his paw pads, as if wanting to back out, he wasn’t sure what was exactly happening. Ayasha was so different now, so much more sexy. Truth be told, he was a little afraid. But as she rubbed against his body, her rump passing her nares her intoxicating scent melted the mann’s paws to the earth, and sent a delightful shiver down his spine. Turning back didn’t seem to be an option. As much as her sudden hormonal changes scared him, he had to admit he liked it. His heart seemed to beat faster, as blood pounded in his chest and throughout his body, making him warmer than he already was. As she spook, her smooth voice melted in his auds, he had a feeling he was going to enjoy her company today. More than usual, that is.
Kaemon was more than happy to follow Ayasha anywhere, as she led hit a little ways into the distance, her sweet smell lingering to catch his nares. He didn’t even stop to think what the name of the game meant, it seemed his brain had stopped working the moment he came in contact with the ebon fae. It was a sight, as her giant was filled with seductive movement and perfect balance, Kaemon’s was quite clumsy as his paws slapped almost noisily on the earth below. He let his chest puff out a little as he held his head in a higher demeanor, an act to make himself look bigger and broader than he really was.
“Don’t worry, I’m coming,” Kaemon breathed, his voice so low it began to crack a little. “The last thing you have to worry about, it me being scared…” he replied, following the fae. This was mostly true now, with his hormones swimming and controlling his brain, fear was the last thing on his mind. “And what does a slender fae want, with a built mann like myself? Or dare I ask?” Every time he got close enough to touch her, she almost seemed to speed up, to dodge him. She was good at this, her body was perfectly slender and delicate, with the just the right build to exceed in agility more than anything else. This worked for Kaemon, as he was sure with any other brute in their situation would be particularly annoyed at this constant teasing, but it was the chase of the game that made it exciting for Kaemon.
Alas the seductress ceased her dance, for the moment. Kaemon wanted for a moment as she observed her surrounding area, as if deciding if the earth would sustain the two of them and their heat. Oh yes, Kaemon was able to figure out what was going on, he may not have been taught about these things, but his instincts was all he needed. After all, he was a mann, a brute… probably less now than he would be by the end of the day. He was at the right age for the testosterone in his body to take over, to guide his feeling and instincts. He was excited now, but he knew he must maintain his control. Still, as much as a mann as he was, as much testosterone was flowing through his body, he was still a little confused how this was going to happen, how everything was really done. He felt embarrassed to admit it to himself, but it was times like these he half wished he could have talked to his father, or even his grandfather Draeg. Half wished, he thought again. His father nor Draeg was here now, nor did he wish for them to be here now. This was his moment, Ayasha’s moment, their moment together as a couple.
Couple. That was the word that scent his mind into overdrive. They have liked each other, even loved each other. They were, more than friends, but not exactly mates yet. So would this night give them responsibilities? Would it officially make them a couple? Kaemon stared, puzzled. It probably would, was this really what she wanted? ‘It’s just a game,’ Kaemon’s mind piped up. ‘She even admitted it, it’s just a game, so relax and have a bit of fun. She wants to.’ “A game,” Kaemon replied to himself, slowly. After all, they loved each other, they could play a game like this. No one was going to stop them, no one even had to know. “I think I’m going to like this game,” he said a litter louder with his confidence so that Ayasha could hear, his eyes now on the ebon fae again. He trotted up to her, facing her in the spot she had pointed out to him. “Let’s play,” Kaemon grinned again, not knowing what was to come next, as he waited for further instructions.
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Ayasha
Sikla
Ge-Rad's youngest Warrior
Ge-rad's spitfire, Loving the chewing fettish mann of Ge-rad
Posts: 253
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Post by Ayasha on Sept 9, 2007 19:42:28 GMT -5
Ayasha's auds picked up on the tone change in Kaemon's voice. He was catching on to the game, though she wasn't quite sure if he had caught on to the name, relating it to what they were about to do. The way he walked, the way he reacted when she walked near him, her scent filling his nares. Even she found it hard to control herself, if up to her she would allow him to ride right now. Rather than play this little game. His scent filled her own nares, intoxicating her body, testing her will, making her have to remain in control when she would rather get to it. Though she had to admit that the tension and suspense that was surrounding both vargs was itself a rather intoxicating experience. She laughed, his words skimming over her slender bodice.] "Well Kaemon, I need something...and unfortunately I can not get it myself." She licked her maw, waiting a moment to see if he caught her words correctly. She herself knew that Kaemon was-say innocent- to these things, but she knew more, though Kaemon would be her first, and so the day was even more special in that way.
She glanced once more at the vines then looking back at Kaemon, she relished in his reactions to her being so close, to her scent. She Since you are such a handsome burely mann, and I don't have to worry about you being scared." She raised an eyebrow, licking her maw once again, her lyrics lingering before she begun again. "I can see how much you've....."She moved a little closer to him, his paws standing on the den roof. "You might want to prepare yourself for this." She grinned, glancing upwards atthe vines once more. If she did it correctly, Kaemon would be tangled in the vines, the roof would collapse and he would be-helpless- not that she thought he wouldn't enjoy it. He would enjoy it, it wasn't the normal way vargs mated, but none the less.
The only thing that kept her from doing it right away, was the thought that after this, would their relationship change? True she cared deeply for him, even loved him. But she was craving him now, wanting him by her side, he was like an addiction that she loved, that she needed. He felt something for her, else he wouldn't be here. But she wondered what would become of their relationship? Would they become mates, share a den? Before now she. If it weren't for her sexual drive madenning her, she would ask him. But she had to have him, wanted to feel him. She shivered at the thought, her muscles tightening. Maybe they could take one more step, after all, what they were about to do...no one needed to know about, no one really had to know about their relationship, but she wanted to know what they would be, after this night. For Ayasha knew she would want to have a nother day like this.
Now was the time, she let a seductive smile spread over her maw. "Hang on there big boy." She lept up into the air, snatching the vines in her maw and severing them so they fell below atop of Kaemon. The ground below beginning to give way, the den would collapse and if all went well, Kaemon would be entangled in the vines and be -helpless- for her to have her way with. Her paws hit the ground and she watched as the vines fell from above.
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Kaemon
Sikla
Trouble-making adolecent of Ge-Rad
?Mischief Maker with a Chewing Fetish? [br]*Fallen for the emrald-eyed fae*
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Post by Kaemon on Sept 9, 2007 21:03:14 GMT -5
Indeed, Kaemon probably was the most innocent out of the pack, for his age anyways. But males have always matured slower than female, or so that was his excuse. Still, it didn’t meant that he didn’t know some things, even if it wasn’t the most important. “I daresay you can’t,” Kaemon growled deeply, licking his own muzzle eagerly. He had finally found the right tone, deep and seductive. It did crack just a little, but he was sure Ayasha wouldn’t notice. Or at least hoped she wouldn’t notice. “But that’s what I’m here, I’ll scratch the itch for you,” Kaemon rubbed his flank against Ayasha’s, long enough to have an effect, but short enough not to send him out of total control. This was his game, to see how long they could hold out, to tease her just as well as she was teasing him. He wanted her to yearn for him, just as she was making him do.
Kaemon gave a small smirk, his maw slightly agape and started panting openly. His heart pumped vigorously, making his body hotter than it should be, especially on a day such as this. His nose was dripping with salty sweat, but he didn’t care. What he did care about was what was going to happen within the next hour, maybe more depending on how long they could chase each other, play these little side games. Ayasha moved closer to him, as Kaemon’s gave stared into her emerald eyes, he wondered if she was just hanging on the edge like she was. But her words, no matter as seductive as they were, did confuse him a bit. ‘But, shouldn’t she be bracing herself?’ Kaemon though. That’s always the way he figured it was done, was there another way? Confused, Kaemon searched his mind, though what good that did. “I’ll follow you’re lead,” he ended up replying at long last, it was the best he could do. He didn’t want to look like a fool, even though be probably already achieved such a standard.
Not far after he had uttered the words, did Ayasha totally catch Kaemon unaware as she leapt into the air, snapping the vines above them, sending the long ropelike structure on top of Kaemon. It happened in a matter of seconds, as soon as she landed the earth beneath Kaemon shook and gave away all too soon, sending Kaemon plummeting only a couple feet into the newly formed pit. Kaemon would have been ok, if the vines that had dropped not to long ago had caught his back leg, flipping him over and making Kaemon land with a hard thud on his back. Luckily the dirt was so loose that it kind of cushioned him, but all the more trapped him. A little dazed, Kaemon tried to move, but found that some of the vines had wrapped around his midriff and was tightly secured under his back. Looking up, he saw the ebon form of Ayasha, so sexy and slender. “Well, it seems I’ve hit a bit of a- snag,” Kaemon replied quite dumbly, unsure what else what to say, or even do. He felt a little akward, especally since the sight of Ayasha proved that he hadn't totally lost his feeling.
//Aha, hope that wasn't confusing//
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Ayasha
Sikla
Ge-Rad's youngest Warrior
Ge-rad's spitfire, Loving the chewing fettish mann of Ge-rad
Posts: 253
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Post by Ayasha on Sept 11, 2007 16:16:56 GMT -5
She could tell he was confused by her words, but it delighted her. So indeed he would scratch her itch, and he in turn would be happy that he helped her with this -itch-.His intoxicating ways were beginning to get to her, she felt that holding out for much longer was not going to work. So she had snapped the vines, landing back on the ground to find Kaemon entangled in the vines and the den roof collapsed. At his comment she grinned, walking around to where his muzzle was and pressing her's against his. "Actually, this is right where I want you." She licked his muzzle before going back to his side.She looked at him for a moment, examing his physique "My my Kaemon." She purred. "Your quite built." She rubbed against his body, slowly circling the mann, her tail swishing her scent near his nares, hoping that her actions would only excite the mann more.
"Well well, this is a rather odd position, I must admit." she purred, her auds listening to the quiet of Ge-rad, one of the good thigns about being up somewhat early. No one was around to see your actions, whatever they might be. She paused and peered at the mann, she had now reached his rump, his own scent was filling her nares once again, it was almost ingrained in her mind what he smelled like. Every detail about his physical appeareance was now magnified at this moment. Her senses were toned, so now was the moment. Unless she'd rather..-toy with him some more- "So Kaemon, tell me, what should I do now? Since you must know what we are going to do." She grinned, nipping at his flank gently.
Maybe she would postpone the actual activity for a moment, try and get him riled up, make him do alittle teasing maybe, though he couldn't do much entangled in those vines. She sat down, staring at him. How long could she end up waiting? Yes being in heat was rather obnoxious, but now that she had him here, she didn't want to jump right in. She grinned, egding a little closer to him, her muzzle only a few feet from his flanks.. She licked her muzzle, then glanced at him to see how this was affecting the mann. It was threatening to tear her apart, she was so close, so damned close.
///sorry, but i wanted to buy a little time for Draeg and Krystal's thread///
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Kaemon
Sikla
Trouble-making adolecent of Ge-Rad
?Mischief Maker with a Chewing Fetish? [br]*Fallen for the emrald-eyed fae*
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Post by Kaemon on Oct 4, 2007 19:10:06 GMT -5
Kaemon watched the emerald eye fae circle him, her maw smiling in a suggestive and mischievous way. Kaemon’s eyes widened a bit as he tried to maneuver himself from the vines entangling him, all of the sudden he felt very exposed and helpless. Still, Ayasha went on, taunting him with her compliments, her vocals laced with toxicity. She strutted her body so in the sexiest way, her perfume still filling his nares. What she wanted him to do… he couldn’t do it like this, at least to his acknowledgement. “Right where you want me?” Kaemon repeated with a raised brow, confused. What plot was bussing in this little fae’s mind? Surely, it couldn’t be good, could it?
“I know what we were gunna do, or at least I thought so,” Kaemon growled confusingly, trying to struggle a little against the vines entangling him. He may not have known much, and true he knew this at least wasn’t right… or was it? Still, he held a bit of excitement, more than ever he wanted to figure out what this new game was all about.
((it's crap, I'm sorry, but I tried -.- Didn't exactly know how to put this one))
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Ayasha
Sikla
Ge-Rad's youngest Warrior
Ge-rad's spitfire, Loving the chewing fettish mann of Ge-rad
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Post by Ayasha on Oct 27, 2007 11:52:02 GMT -5
His confusion made her smile as she watched him. No, this wasn't the usual way things were done, and yes if she were in his position she might be somewhat confused as well. But today was for fun, mischevious fun yes. She paused as he struggled, flicking her tail and watching him. "Dear Kaemon." She purred. "You should know exactly what we're doing, but I must admit this isn't the normal way things are done...I suppose." She padded to his where his maw was and gave it a lick before returning to her previous post.
She turned so her rump was facing his direction, flicking her tail. Like that the dirty deed was commited, Kaemon could now say..with what Ayasha hoped would be happiness that he was a mann. As she continued however she paused and switched directions, so she was now facing him as she did what came natural to all creatures.
The surrounding trees provided cover so that Ayasha knew she had no worry about anyone.l.walking in on this odd and yet very pleasurable activity.
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Post by Draeg on Nov 5, 2007 0:22:36 GMT -5
Sweltering orb of Fenris hovering high above the forested meadows of Ge-Rad Draeg rush through the dense congregation of trees and foliage, paws pumping against the ground furiously sending up a thin cloud of debris trailing up behind him. Autumn had arrived, changing the once verdant landscape into a Pascal of color. Hues of red, gold, and yellow dominated the forest canopy, giving the forest a somewhat dappled appearance opposed to the normally monotone tint of spring. Had he not been preoccupied the bronzed alpha might have taken a moment to enjoy the change in scenery, yet his mind was elsewhere and he simply had no time to marvel at the wonders of the natural world. The splendors of nature would just have to wait.
Behind him he could just barely make out the faint crackling of dry leaves beneath lithely shaped paws, a subtle reminder of the feminine warrior shadowing his movements. Normally faster than him Krystal had no trouble keeping up with the amber dragga as they made their way through the winding twist and turns that acted as the primary path to the pack den. In fact had he not been in such a rush it was entirely possible that Krystal could have easily outdistanced Draeg with little to no effort at all, however as Dragga he alone reserved the right to lead and so it fell to him to guide the thricely marked fae through whatever obstacle they might face on their trek. The pair had spent the better part of the morning patrolling the eastern borders that marked the boundaries of Ge-Rad, renewing the scent markers and keeping a watchful eye for trespassers. All-in-all it had been a rather enlightening experience for pair, having been able to reminisce on thing long since passed and engage in a brief race. Indeed things would have been perfect had it not been for on slight altercation which had brought things screeching to a halt. Shortly after taking a short tumble over a steep hill the pair had found themselves laying on top of one another where Krystal had confessed her feelings for Draeg, feelings which the amber dragga was forced to rebuff much to the despair of the former Zanguzen warrior.
Aware of her grief Draeg had decided to conclude the border patrol early and allow Krystal a chance to deal with her pain in private. He had been getting ready to dismiss her when a rippling howl suddenly reached his ears, auds perking with recognition the amber male had quickly identified the culprit as Ayasha. Her voice had carried out through the forest like a trumpet, filling the air with her melodic tone and shattering the stoic silence that had formed between the two companions with a resounding boom. To Draeg it had seemed as though Ayasha had been trying to call out to someone though exactly who he had been unable to determine, her cries muffled by the towering oaks that surrounded them. Worried that something might have befallen the lovable spitfire the amber varg had set out to investigate immediately, thick paws pounding against the ground as he shot off like rocket down the winding path. Krystal followed, perhaps experiencing the same feelings of apprehension for her sister’s well being as her Dragga. There was no way either of them could have known about the underlying message hidden deep within the eerie tunes of Ayasha’s song, nor that it had been meant only for the ears of a particular ruddy hybrid.
Realizing that Ayasha’s summon had come from somewhere further inland they bypassed the communal den altogether, the amber dragga heedless of the startled outcries from the rest of his packmates as he disappeared into the brush. Paws thumping against the ground furiously he sped through the dense cluster of vegetation that threatened to bar his way, Krystal lost somewhere behind him in the sudden burst of speed.
Terrain altering Draeg slowed as he came to a familiar spot. In truth the den before him was nothing special, perhaps big enough for three or four varg altogether, no different from the countless others that lay scattered about the forest. However Draeg knew there was more to the shabby burrow, though he hadn’t frequented the den often he knew that it was where Ayasha chose to reside alongside Krystal. Nose twitching he sniffed the ground, searching for the most recent signs of Ayasha’s passing. Snout pressed against the earth he filtered through the menagerie of odors for any trace of Ayasha’s scent that might have lingered. Coming upon her scent leading away from den Draeg followed the familiar scent, nose hovering above the ground like a metal detector. Ayasha’s scent soon became mingled with another which Draeg quickly identified as his grandson, Kaemon, much to his surprise. As his mind tried to process exactly what the two youths would want with each other the amber varg suddenly became aware of an odd sound coming from somewhere nearby, curious he moved to investigate. The strange crescendo growing louder with each step Draeg followed it to an sheltered depression which, as far as he could tell anyway, had once served as a den to some large lera, probably another varg judging from the size.
Immediately he noticed several things about the small enclosure, foremost being the somewhat muffled arpeggios he had been following from the get-go which had increased considerably in volume. Next was that the ground that had once acted as the ceiling for the small burrow had collapsed, leaving behind a large whole in the earth and forming a pit. Third and most notable was the pungent odor that suddenly assailed Draeg’s nose, steamy musk threatening to overpower his senses as it filled his snout. Ignoring the pungent aroma he advanced, cracked soil flaking beneath his paws as he scrabble to the lip of pit. “Ayasha? Kaemon? Are either of you down there?” he called out, lowering his head into the dark cavern and glancing inside. “OH HELL NO!!!”
(thank god for decent editing)
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Krystal Zanguzen
Sikla
Lead Scout and Emissary of Ge-Rad
Ge-Radian by Heart but Zanguzen by Blood
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Post by Krystal Zanguzen on Nov 7, 2007 15:25:46 GMT -5
A pair of Ge-Radians briskely made their way through the terra to which they called home. An amber leader and Dragga of the pack led the run while the other, a bi-colored ebon and ivory scout of Zanguzen heritage followed close in tow. Together they navigated Ge-Rad’s labyrinth of redwoods, a path journeyed many times over. This territory was well known to both Varg’s and if needed to, could traverse the terra with blind eyes for they knew the ways so well. Only moments ago, the two wolves had finished their morning patrol when the song of the wolf echoed into the heavens. Recognizing who the singer was by the sound of her vocals, the two quickly responded. Whether the message was meant for the auds of Krystal or Draeg was left undetermined, but rather then leaving matters unsaid they decided to investigate, just in case.
After quickly passing the pack dens, Draeg bolted even faster, kicking up dirt with his extra burst of acceleration. Normally the former Zanguzen could easily outrun Draeg, and probably any wolf that resided within Ge-Rad’s boarders. Krystal chose to follow the amber Dragga, for it was his role to lead and hers to obey and follow. But his sudden adrenalin rush was unexpected, and the scout had to veer to avoid the rising dirt stirred by Draeg’s amber paws. Once the dust settled, Krystal scented the air in an attempt to find the Dragga’s scent. Even though out of sight she could still follow him by scent. Soon enough his smell filled her nares and Krystal was off again in pursuit. The whole situation was frustrating to the fae. She couldn’t run at full speed or she’d lose the scent, but she couldn’t allow herself to dwindle and move slowly either.
Draeg’s scent was at last getting stronger, more potent to Krystal’s nares and inevitably the aroma of the Dragga led Krystal to a very familiar place. The den in which she shared with her pack sister Ayasha was now clear in view. Judging by how recent the scent was, Krystal guessed that she must have just missed Draeg. “I have to hurry.” Krystal thought as she followed the scent past the den. “Ayasha, I hope you’re ok.” In a moment, Draeg’s scent wasn’t the only one floating around this portion of the terra. Krystal could now detect Ayasha’s aroma and Kaemon’s as well. They swirled and intertwined with each other, making it difficult for Krystal to distinguish between the two. But soon enough, they led the Ge-Radian to a clearing where Draeg was clearly in view now. With the sight of the Dragga came new invigoration and Krystal bolted to his side. She had to slide to a halt when she realized that the amber male stood next to what appeared to be a hole in the ground. “Draeg what’s going…” Krystal froze in mid sentence when her bi-hued gaze pierced the darkness and found quite the surprise at the bottom. “Oh my Tor!”
//OOC: I had to rush this, sorry it’s so bad.//
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Kaemon
Sikla
Trouble-making adolecent of Ge-Rad
?Mischief Maker with a Chewing Fetish? [br]*Fallen for the emrald-eyed fae*
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Post by Kaemon on Nov 11, 2007 19:59:08 GMT -5
Kaemon just stared at the fae for a moment, still utterly confused. He had to admit, he had never heard of deeds being done in such an odd and bizarre way, and it made him nervous. On another note, however, this strange act Ayasha was pulling off was oddly exciting to the mann. The two‘s gaze locked on each other as their pleasures and body heat became one. Nothing in the world could have ruined this moment, they were alone and together.
Or, so it seemed.
It was perfect honest to say that Kaemon was caught in the moment of love that he didn’t even hear, nor acknowledge the distant calls of his grandfather, and Ge-Rad’s scout. The only scent that would waft his nose was that of their own scent, entangled into one unique perfume that the two would never forget and only long for the rest of their lives. An intoxicating scent, it blocked out all senses to the outside word. However, slowly, Kaemon become aware of the world around him as a small voice began to echo around him in the empty cavern, steadily become louder in his mind, before he could actually registered what the voice was saying. His body froze as his seemed to become pale with fright, Kaemon dare not alter his gaze from Ayasha. This perfect moment was suddenly shattered and probably never be replaced, not in a million years. Kaemon knew that voice, and now he could smell the intruder that had come peeking in on his and Ayasha’s little escapade. His Grandfather, none other than the pack’s own Dragga, Draeg.
His face now flushing as he heard Krystal’s surprised voice next, Kaemon curled his back legs and tail to try and cover himself and Ayasha, to try and make this moment as less humiliating as possible. It was almost impossible to defeat such a task, for the two were simply stuck. “We’re not doing what you think!” Was all Kaemon was able to say, his voice high and cracking, his face hot. Kaemon gave a quick panicky glance at Ayasha, wondering what to do next.
//lol, tell me if anything needs to be changed, I might revise it a little to really show embarasment//
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Ayasha
Sikla
Ge-Rad's youngest Warrior
Ge-rad's spitfire, Loving the chewing fettish mann of Ge-rad
Posts: 253
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Post by Ayasha on Nov 18, 2007 17:24:35 GMT -5
It was all too soon that Ayasha's plan had too be interrupted. At once the voice that called from above was recognized instantly. Panic filled her body but she refused to turn around. As her sister's voice called from above her embarresment only grew. Glancing at Kaemon, who offered a ridiculous statement of what they weren't doing. Anyone would be able to tell what they were doing, anyone who knew anything. Letting out a sigh she flicked her tail. "Well, I'm glad that most of Ge-rad has come to see what we are doing." She spoke from below, still glancing at the ground. Her mind was rather slow in coming up with a way to get out of this predicament. At the moment there was nothing that could happen to really make this worse. At the moment she was stuck, as often mating with the canine species dictated they were stuck. Calming herself down and glancing at Kaemon, she tried pulling back. Pausing for a moment she relaxed herself. So, after a moment of silence she stood and backed away from Kaemon, though keeping him covered as she broke the ropes that held him.
Finally she peered upwards to look at Krystal and Draeg, her face void of embarressment. "And I thought I was up early." She shook her coat and stuck her head out of the hole and gave Draeg a dirty glance. "Is it really that hard to respect privacy?" She stuck her tongue at both Draeg and Krystal. Trying to rub off any embarresment. She peeked down below to check Kaemon before scrabling out of the hole. "So...umm...Draeg........you had to expect that something was going on, right?"
///it is horrible, sorry, but it is up///
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