Thread: Moonlight Huntings (SilverScar & Myn)

Lux didn't seem to understand what was happening to her, what Warwick wanted from her. The werewolf paused his actions on her neck, feeling her hands brushing along his enlarged cock as the mage continued in vain to protest his actions. Perhaps Garen should have allowed her to understand the needs of men and women more, instead of always being their to protect her. That worked out well enough for him, her purity and innocence being what had first drawn the wolf to her in the first place. Lux didn't even appear to realize what the palms of her hands were now sliding against, nor the reason why her nipples were now stiff against his claws. You are right, Lux The large wolf growled into her ear, hot breath caressing her bare skin. A claw slowly moved down the center of her chest, moving down between her breasts, catching onto the remaining black fabric that clung to her body. Gently, he tugged his claw lower, the tear in her under armor going lower and lower, exposing her navel, her hips, lower ... No one needs to know what will happen to us this night. I am not a boastful lover Warwick chuckled darkly, shaft jerking slightly in Lux's hands But I am a greedy one He suddenly twisted her around within his grasp, clawed hands keeping a strong grasp on the mage as he revealed to her the cause of the hardness she'd been feeling. His red eyes looked at the exposed skin, cock visibly twitching as Warwick gazed downward Look what you have stirred within me, Lux. Such a sweet, innocent flower...I shall give you the honor of being my mate this evening His canine mouth was on her's again before Lux had a chance to protest, sharpened teeth on her lips, heavy tongue thrusting into her mouth for another taste. Claws circled around her waist, tugging Lux forward as his pair of large hands groped her behind, squeezing and toying with her soft, supple flesh. His cock was wedged between them now, brushing against her bare skin, allowing Lux to feel it's heat. Pulling back from the intense kiss, saliva dripping from Warwick's mouth, he leaned his wolfish head down to her chest, the rough texture of his tongue caressing Lux's exposed breasts. Her skin was impossible soft, so tender, breasts perky and full, the tip of his tongue flicking against her nipples, her chest covered in his saliva, his scent, moving with instinctive purpose all across her body. This close to her, Warwick could smell her own arousal, sense Lux's own heat. Her words could deny things as much as she wished, but her body was telling the predator a different story. Hoisting her up off the ground, clawed hands holding her butt tightly, the werewolf moved away from the rocky stream to the mossy ground of the forest. His muscles held Lux as if she were nothing larger than a child, setting her down onto the cool moss, a hand putting slight pressure to her shoulder, as if indicating that she should kneel before him. Making his intent clear to her, Warwick let out a commanding growl Kneel , Lux. I would feel your lips and tongue on me The wolf's red eyes taken with a lustful fire in their gaze, his other clawed hand brushing against her neck in a gentle, caressing manner, brushing strands of hair away from her face as to not get in the way.