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

The girl tried her best to look away. She hated feeling vulnerable and she hated giving anyone any kind of perceived power over her. It was something she dealt with, even when she was with Tatiana. She had an easy time opening her personality up, but sometimes she found it much more difficult to put her fears and her thoughts into words. She was never much of a crier, but the thought of the future made tears start to form at the corner of her eyes. Blinking them away, he forced a smile on her face. It was half assed, but perhaps it would do. She could feel it coming, Aubrey could never keep secrets from Tatiana. Just her voice made Aubrey want to cave right then and there. Taking a breath, she tried to stay strong. I forbid you to leave. She said finally. All the stuff you said was right. I don't want you to find a mate. I don't want to have to find one myself. Why can't we just run away? The words just starting to flow, and Aubrey was unsure she could stop them. You know your father is going to find you someone sooner rather than later, and then we'll be.... The redhead stopped herself. She didn't want to say it. She didn't want it to be out in the open. She was frustrated, sad, and angry all at the same time. The future wouldn't bode well for either of them, that much was clear. Aubrey wasn't dumb, she understood that Tatiana's responsibility lie within the stone walls of the castle, but at the same time, she was hers. Thinking for a brief moment, Aubrey again threw herself at Tatiana, gripping her lover around the waist and burying her head in her chest. She felt needy, but everyone slipped up every now and again. When Tatiana was having a bad day, Aubrey would be there. Doing what she could, she forced thoughts of the future out of her brain before he looked up at her friend. She was stronger than Tatiana, she lifted goods all day every day. Easily, she lifted up her friend before planting a passionate kiss on her lips. This time, closing her eyes and focusing on just Tatiana for a moment. She hated feeling needy, and she hated feeling vulnerable. She supposed she should live in the now, instead of just focusing on what was to come. Sometimes her brain got the best of her, but she would always find a way. Her tongue sliding into her lovers mouth as her feistyness returned once more. This time, her small hands tugged at Tatiana's dress. It was clear what she was looking for ----- I'm afraid I can't hear you. The prince spoke as he began to feel her body start to react. He could feel her gasps. Her quivers. Her body wanted it, but her brain was still adjusting to the new environment. He understood, but it wasn't up to her. It was up to him. His kisses became a little more aggresive. He figured she should enjoy it now, he probably wouldn't always be this nice with her. He moved to the side of her tender neck. What started out as licking, turned into aggressive pecks, and soon turned into playful nips. Some were soft, almost ticklish, others were a little harder, barely enough to break the skin. Tasting iron in his mouth once more, his eyes seemed to glaze over as something else took hold of him. He loved the taste of blood, and he loved tasting fresh blood straight from the source. Adjusting himself, the prince slid down against the headboard, pulling her into him. Her back pressed against his chest as his arms engulfed her and absorbed her against him. His middle finger pressed a little harder, breaking just the surface, but he took great care. He opened his mouth a little wider as he sank his teeth against her neck. Applying bits of pressure here and there. It wasn't a move for anything else but to show that she was his, and he would do what he wished. When he applied to most pressure against her flesh with his mouth, his middle finger slid into her nether fairly easily. Once inside, he began to feel around to a point. He wanted to know exactly what she was hiding between those tantalizing folds. This isn't going to work out well for you if you don't start enjoying yourself. The man said into her ear before he added a second finger inside of her, then his thumb. He had been taught by one of his teachers a long while ago, about anatomy, and his father took great care to tell his teacher to teach him about certain things that would bode well for the prince. If he needed to seduce anyone in his line of work to stay alive or to please his wife for happiness sake, it was something that would benefit the prince. Thusly, he had learned all about women and what they wanted, at least to an extent. Aeri just happened to be the first that he experimented with. You know, I really have no need to do this to you. I could've just thrown you on your stomach and ravaged whatever I wanted to. All night. The man said as he started to thrust his two fingers in and out of her, his thumb searching for that certain spot to plant itself. Contrary to his outward appearance, however, his hands were a bit gentle. He took care in being articulate if need be. Hell, I could have just held you down by your throat and made sure that you didn't have that little tag anymore. With his free hand, he jostled the tag on her wrist. Would you have liked that more? At a certain point, Prince Werner figured he would just be talking to himself. He wanted to get her out of her comfort zone, which by all accounts she already was. She wasn't going to be any fun just being a warm body he could fuck whenever he wanted. Sure, it would be fun for awhile, but he wanted to at least have some challenge and something new. Perhaps this is where her training began. That was the part of the fun of getting a virgin slave, the training and molding them into exactly what you needed them to be. His fingers began to pick up speed, and her body's natural reactions made sliding his fingers in and out of her a litte easier than before. His free hand moving back to her nipple and giving it another hard squeeze, before making it's way to her head and forcing her to look at him while he fingered her. Adjusting, he kissed her once more, this time a little harder. His size made it easier for him to put his tongue in her mouth, almost shoving it down her throat. He was in complete control, and he loved it.