Thread: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows & Periodical)

My sweet, sweet Tati The crimson locked girl began, not taking into account that they were standing in the hall of her father's meager shop. They stocked various things, normally whatever her father's friend could find and what they could scavenge. It was a matter of luck mostly, and her father certainly never listened to her. They had found some stuff that had looked like it would sell for a pretty penny, but her father was an impatient man. Instead of sitting on an item and waiting, he sold it for quick profit. Some were powerful artifacts, others were gems, some were even legendary historical things, but her father didn't care. Whatever he could make, he was happy with. He was a fool. They all knew it. Their shop was the biggest joke in town. I appreciate it, but I'm not sure that's such a great idea... The girl said to her lover as she broke the gaze for a second. Sometimes, Aubrey wished her father was dead. Then he could make her own way in the world and she could do what she thought was right. She guaranteed that she would be out of the slums and the poverty she was in. All she needed was a big break. The news was still great news though. After all, it meant a place in the palace and it meant that they would be making more than they were now. Even still, it would plunge the kingdom into worse and worse debt. If her father had the job, with his habits, it certainly wouldn't boad well for anyone besides maybe him and his daughter. She wanted to keep a straight face for her friend, but she had the worst poker face. In truth, her father was pretty good at her job, but Aubrey had seen the other side of the story. When she mentioned turning 18, Aubrey frowned. Tatiana was older than she was, and they both knew it was inevitable. Soon enough, her father would pick a mate for her, and she would be whisked away. Maybe to a kingdom far away, maybe they would come here. Either way, it didn't bring good news. Aubrey found herself in her own mind for a moment. She imagined Tatiana being taken on her wedding night, and the thought alone made her shiver. She imagined Tatiana putting her lips on someone else, and she imagined the bed and the room her and some prince would share, and the kids to keep the blood line running. All of it, nearly made Aubrey lose her lunch. Turning back towards Tatiana, Aubrey thrust her lips upon her again, showing her just how much she didn't want that. For once, Aubrey wanted to have something that was hers, and only hers. She was the thing that she heald the most dear in this world, and Aubrey would lash out at anyone who tried to take Tati from her. She was spunky, and she knew her way around a knife. It was the one decent skill that her father had taught her. Sure, she knew some slight of hand stuff, and she knew how to barter, but the only skill that she was really thankful for was her knife skills. Besides Tatiana, her most prized possession was a knife carved out of an elk antler and craved magnificently and with great skill. She had found it when she was sorting goods one day, and she had been so interested, her father let her keep it. The smaller girl's kisses were getting hungrier and more needy as her brain dwelled on Tatiana's words. Her eyes were closed as she just pushed Tatiana against the shelf in the hallway, as her hands wrapped around and found her plump rump. With a pretty hard squeeze, Aubrey made her intentions known. She didn't want to talk about the future. She didn't want to think where either of the two of them would end up. She just wanted to live in the know. Perhaps she was naive in this way. Instead of embracing the future dead on, she wanted to live in the past or in the now. She didn't want to grow up, she just wanted to be with her Tati. As Aubrey became wrapped up in it, she pushed Tatiana against the shelf, giving her nowhere to go. Only giving her the option to accept her love. Her hands moved again, finding their way around her wrists and pinning those too against the shelf as well. Breaking the kiss, she opened her sapphire eyes, meeting Tatiana's once more. Her kissed moved down Tati's jawline before she met eyes with her once again. Don't ever leave. It was the last thing she had said, but her voice was almost quivering. Almost childlike in many ways. She wasn't as smart as Tatiana, nor as articulate, but she was her own woman after all. ---- The prince had never had a slave before, at least not one that he could do whatever he wanted to. Sure, there were servants and maids around, and he had done some unspeakable things to some of them, but they weren't there for that. Hell, he had even been scolded when one of the new maids was found dead in the dungeon. Everyone knew it had been him, and after he took what he wanted, he killed her. His father had given him a slap on the wrist and sent him on his way, and deep down he knew it was wrong. He did. He knew he shouldn't be killing off the servants, but at the same time, if he could get away with it, then why wouldn't he. Perhaps that's why his father had bought this new toy for him. To keep the maids safe, and to unleash his inner anger on. In truth, he didn't know much about her. He didn't know where she had come from. There was no discernable crest tattoo'd on her. She didn't have anything that had any sort of marks or identification. He really didn't care too much though, just a fleeting query. Grabbing a leather collar, he strapped it around her neck. You are mine. The man said as he made his way around her, eyeing her body, taking in all of her features. He breathed in her smell, he could hear her heart beating faster. She was afraid of him. A tag on her wrist displayed a scratchy V and the man didn't have to be a rocket scientist to figure out what that meant. He wasn't going to take it from her today though. No, he was going to enjoy it when he could finally pull the tag from her wrist. Still, his father needed him, so it would have to wait. You will stay in my room, and you will sleep in my bed. Welcome to your new life. The man said, removing her cuffs and blindfold. Before standing up and making his way towards the door. Putting on a shirt and buttoning it only halfway, he glanced back towards her. I'll have the maids come and run you a bath, and get you some new clothes. Those are horrible. He said finally before opening the door and heading out, leaving her to her own devices. She better hope that she would be there when he made his way back from his father's meeting. It took him only a moment to get down there, and he sat in the large front room with the roaring fireplace. Sitting down in the large armchair, his father stoked the fire for a moment. He was getting older, and a lot more frail. His time was running out, that was true. I've found you a bride. You will meet her when we send a delegation to their castle in a few months. It'll be a one month ride, so it may be a good time to bring your new present. I hear her name is Claerissa. She wasn't cheap, so treat her with respect. His father said with a sigh. He knew his own son, and he was scared for her in some ways. I'll let you know when we are getting ready to head out. He said as he dismissed his son. His father was probably the one of the only men that he had some actual respect for. That being said, he knew his father's time was soon...