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Thread: Run like hell (Tristeza and Sigurd)

He blushed deeper as he felt her eyes on his body, it was something he was not used to, a strange kind of human interaction out here, in the middle of nowhere, it was something he welcomed immensely. He smiled as she moved closer to him, his eyes only glancing to hers in nervous bursts. He had never had much contact with civilization, having grown up in this very cabin and living with his father until he passed, and because of this the sight of a woman, of any kind, was new and strange to him. The appearance of his current company merely complicated this matter further. I-it doesnt disturb me...I, I just have not had much interaction with the fairer sex. He admitted summoning the courage to turn his head to look at her fully, his skin red with the light of the fire and his own rushing blood. When the tips of her fur deftly touched his skin, it only made his blush that much worse. Kalu....A very nice name He said trying to suppress the nervous tone that rose up in his voice over his efforts. He listened to her story, and found that it struck a cord with him, an entire race of people made purely to be food for others, it was sickening. You seem like a large prize for those who wish to use your blood. He said with a solemn sigh. I have no such intention, I would never use a sapient and sentient in such a manner. He spoke with near grim determination, before his face again returned to its nervous composure as she sat herself next to him. N-not a problem. he was exceptional nervous now, her body close to his. A-are you hungry? He said trying to change the subject to something else as he started to poke at the fish checking if they were cool enough to eat. No one deserves to be used as food. He shivered as he thought. If she stays, I will keep her safe, I will do all in my power to protect her. No one has the right to own anyone else. He statement was short, but his the way those thoughts went through his head made it ring true, he meant every one of those words.
Thread: Run like hell (Tristeza and Sigurd)

Kalu gave him a toothy grin, absolutely amused by his bashfulness. Had he never been around a female before? It sure seemed like it. If anything, there probably had been none around for a long time. Wouldn't surprise her if the not much interaction was actually zero. Still, her smile faded once more as he commented on her hunted status, a chord struck within her. The cool light mirrored within his eyes on that instant made her wonder what was the real fiber of the timid hunter by her side. Most definitely, stronger than his stuttering discomfort towards her. Within her, curiosity and respect dawned, just for that little moment. Perhaps this could be a place to linger for a time. She did need to recover. Despite the superficial regeneration, it'd still take a couple of days to have it all set back in place. Plus, in the end of the day, Kalu owed Jordan more than a simple hello, thanks and fleeing off into the darkness. The thoughtful expression left her as soon as he offered her nourishment. Fish, of all things. Her stomach unconsciously growled, making Kalu blush. Um... yes? The girl giggled lightly, half embarassed for the dead give away. They hadn't fed her since she'd arrived to the castle the day before, plus the regen process only made her metabolism speed up further. For all accounts, Kalu was starving.
Thread: Run like hell (Tristeza and Sigurd)

Jordan blushed as she seemed to continue to stare at him, taking his blush that much deeper as he poked at the fish. He almost felt like she was looking at him like a piece of meat himself, but that feeling was momentarily lost, it became softer, and warmer. He shivered as he swore he felt her tail on his back, making him look at his back suddenly, finding nothing behind him. S-sorry. He said turning back to the pan, now placing them on an earthen plate. Here, enjoy them Kalu. He said offering her the plate of the two fish. Do you need any utensils? he asked, looking to her, his eyes lingering on her lips for a moment, his blush in full view to her. Kalu, Please...Stay here...At, at least until your healed. He asked, glancing away several time. He wanted her to stay for more then just her well-being, this was, in fact, his first experience with a women, he didnt want it to end badly, but he would not force himself on her. He sighed softly, knowing that is was more likely that she would leave, making sure to stay on the move to stay free. For a flash an idea was in his head, he could follow her. But that would mean leaving the place he knew best, giving up his inheritance. The idea would stay in the back of his mind. Are you enjoying the fish? He asked, trying to get back to her, instead of his own desires.
Thread: Run like hell (Tristeza and Sigurd)

Her ears instantly perked up as he presented the fish to her, taking all of her fiber not to pounce on the plate and devour them whole. Not that the end result wasn't practically the same - the difference was she actually waited for him to put the plate down and managed to not jump on them, though her tail mirrored her excitement, waving excitedly behind her. His words seemed to go through one ear and out the other though, as the half demon just reached out and ate straight out of her hands. In the end, only the head, tail, and skeleton remained, any flesh cleaned away almost surgically by her white fangs. The blush and embarassment went unnoticed, the girl far more focused in eating than her surroundings for those few minutes seconds?. Enjoying the fish? Clearly, she had. With a happy sigh, Kalu licked her fingers and laid down on her back, her hands resting over her satisfied stomach. She could live like this, in a small cottage in the middle of nowhere, with no one knowing where she was. And some nice company to add to that. While it lasted, she'd make the most of it. I'll stay... I'm in no condition to run off as is... she finally replied, eyeing him. I have nothing to repay you with though, other than the company a cat can provide... Kalu rolled to her side, raising her torso as she leant against her elbow. Suddenly, her enticing black lips were, once again, daringly at Jordan's range, the fire casting an alluring light over her entire form, highlighting her satin fur and seductive curves. The hand that was free moved over to his leg, a taunting caress.
Thread: Run like hell (Tristeza and Sigurd)

He smiled and chuckled at the way she went at the food, she could barely hold herself back. She was quite cute, the way that her graceful body hid her bestial nature. She looked as though she belonged in the wild at that moment, and the next, right there, laying down next to him. Her body lit up in just such a way by the fire. Her black lips, still so strange and alluring to him, seeming to be just out of reach as he looked at her. His blush was still growing as he watched her form. Kalu, what exactly do you mean by the company a cat can provide. He asked, nearly whispering as he now realised her hand was on his leg, the touch sending so many electric charges through his body as it shivered. While still shivering ever so slightly he leaned into her, I-I hope this is not unwanted... He said softly, before claiming the prize, pressing his lips ever so softly to hers, his body filling with energy as he remained there for a short moment. Her lips were, in a word, perfect, the wrinkles of the flesh seemed to mesh perfectly with his, his soft movement further filling him further with energy. Thank you. He whispered, his hand now rubbing her arm that she was caressing him with. From just that moment he was full of more energy then he thought his body could contain. Thank you, for letting me sample your wonderful satin lips. he whispered softly, gathering the courage to move his hand to her back, gently rubbing up and down her spine as he stared into her emerald eyes. Thank you. He simply repeated, the small action of her interest in him, meaning more to him then a million words.
Thread: Run like hell (Tristeza and Sigurd)

He could feel her purr into his lips as they joined, a small current of energy flowing through her own body, making her soft fur stand for a moment. When they parted, the blush was on her, her cheeks warm underneath the fine fur. What had been that feeling? It seemed something within her had changed when they kissed, but she couldn't exactly put her finger on what. His hand upon her back sent shivers of pleasure, her spine arching slightly and bringing her closer to the hunter, leaning her chest against his, her tail moving aside each time his hand went lower across her length. Kalu couldn't place what it was, but his touch, more than gentle, seemed... just right for her. Could it be? She had to know more. Before he could voice his gratitude again, Kalu merged their lips once more, and the same intense energy surged, drawing her feline tongue out to play with his, drawing him in. Her purr intensified, and her hand wandered from his leg to his chest, slowly, ever so slowly, continuing up his neck to the back of his head, claws lightly raking his skin. Kalu had had crushes here and there, but nothing that had spurred her on like this so much. She wanted to see how he'd react, breaking the kiss and leaning back on her elbows, waiting.
Thread: Run like hell (Tristeza and Sigurd)

Jordan shivered, almost violently as he felt and heard Kalus purring, it seemed to have a rhythm to it, a melody meant for him alone, it was a symphony of both her inhuman bestial power, and her human stunning beauty, all formed into a single, luxurious sound. Her second kiss was indescribably better then the first, her tongue and purring, her claws ever so slightly cutting him, gave him a sense of happiness he had never felt before. The experience was breath taking, literally. He had to force himself to breathe several times after she broke their embrace, something he would happily go through again and again for such a feeling. Kalu... He said ever so softly, surely just barely enough for her to hear it. He never finished that sentence, he simply moved closer, his hand pulling her to him at the same time, his lips pressing to hers again, his tongue escaping into her mouth this time as he closed his eyes and simply enjoyed her touch for a few moments. K-Kalu... He trailed off after breaking the kiss, M-may I explore you. He whispered in that ever so soft tone a tone that accepted denial, and welcomed permission. His eyes were locked with hers as he spoke those words, his hand again on her spine,trailing one finger up and down the center of her back.
Thread: Run like hell (Tristeza and Sigurd)

It felt almost unnaturally right. Almost? Scratch that. It was most definitely unnatural. But that didn't really matter. Kalu had enjoyed the sensation, and would most certainly not deny him more. The faint whisper of her name sent a shiver down her spine, tilting her head as she eyed the hunter intently, expectant. It was with an inner joy that she recieved Jordan as he sought her kiss again, and felt him brave against her barbed tongue, pulling her closer to his warm embrace. It would have been quite the interesting joke played on her by fate if her thoughts were true... if it wasn't such a real feeling. The half demoness had never expected it to actually be anything close to this, so palpable... but, even if her mother had told her, she wouldn't have believed. His question, so polite and innocent, made the golden feline giggle softly, not mocking, but tender. Such gentle ways were highly appreciated, a welcome change from the brutality of her life, where the last thing Kalu had was a say in what happened to he rown body. Of course... she whispered back, purring. Don't be afraid...
Thread: Run like hell (Tristeza and Sigurd)

Jordan was blushing deeply, even as his face showed his happiness at being allowed to roam this golden felines body. His eyes were full of appreciation for her permission as he pressed his lips once more to hers, his gently pulling on her lower lip as he broke the kiss. His lips started to slowly trail down her chin, moving very slowly on her neck, his tongue gently peeking out to taste her fur and skin for nary a moment. His hand on her back still worked her spine for several strokes, before he moved it carefully to tentatively caress her bottom, his fingers being the only part of his hand that truly touched her. Kalu... He whispered in that same tone, his entire body more then enjoying the sound of her purr. I feel, like I am touching a goddess. He whispered, his lips only half way down her neck. He shivered as he took in between his lips the nape of her neck, his tongue gently messaging the flesh, he was moving very slowly, every movement made with her in mind. If you want me to stop, just tell me. He said, taking one small lick across her shoulder.
Thread: Run like hell (Tristeza and Sigurd)

When he broke the kiss, Kalu found herself, in the moment alone, wishing for more, her tongue licking his lips lightly just as they bit her lower lip in playful caress. Still, as he began drawing a path down her neck, the bliss didn't end, the girl leaning her head back, exposing the softed, furred neckline for him to sample, the purr especially intense against his exploring lips with each touch on her neck. A sensitive spot, like so many other cats, and Kalu was no exception. Still, maybe it just didn't matter where he touched her. It was all good. Some places better. But all good. Her back was no different, drawing her body closer and closer to his, even with such a light touch. When his fingers trickled lower, her tail swayed to the side, part of an instinctive reaction ingrained inside her feline kind, a sign of welcoming. Maybe not of readyness, but it was still too early to tell. Why... would I want you to stop... The girl purred, completely entranced by Jordan.
Thread: Run like hell (Tristeza and Sigurd)

Jordan shivered as he felt the demoness' tail move, his hands moving in response, gently kneading her behind as he looked into her emerald eyes. Thank you, Kalu. He said softly, his lips pressing against her fur as he spoke. His lips started slowly moving lower on her body, much more cautious and hesitant, his tongue searching for that triangle of soft flesh just below the neck, and where the collar bones meet. Finding its target, his tongue lapped at the spot, his lips pressing to her furred skin, and he began to softly suckle on this spot. After several moments he pulled away slowly, looking up to her again, and pressing his lips to hers, and gently used his tongue to pierce her lips, he explored her mouth for just a moment, and then pulled away, smiling with a teasing grin as he returned to taste her skin. The lips of the hunter cautiously pressed against the flesh of her right breast, his tongue lashing out to taste it as he searched, blindly for her nipple, his hands still working her rear ever so gently. After agonizing moments of exploration, his lips found the most delicious part of a women yet, and he began to ever so softly suckle from this tit.
Thread: Run like hell (Tristeza and Sigurd)

She felt like melting away under his touch, his tongue, his ever so delightful deference and inexperience. Maybe it was beginner's luck, but the way Jordan dragged out all his actions, leaving Kalu in anticipation, made her enjoy every single one of his actions even further, as if he was letting every little bit sink in before moving on. A sweet, sweet torture that was rewarded with each and every move of his. The grin made a brow raise on the halfbreed's face, but it quickly was replaced by an expression of lust, semiclosed eyes watching the boy's lips intently as they searched her breast, his pink tongue tracing paths across her soft fur, and, when he finally found the nipple, ebony like her lips, a fang bit the lower black lip, a low moan leaving her as Jordan sucked on the quickly hardening bit of flesh. Between her legs, Kalu was starting to feel it, the moistness of arousal, spreading her legs in an impulse that, in any other occasion, she would have done her best to prevent. For Jordan, it was open for the taking.
Thread: Zombie Galore and Nightmaregoddess

Lyxa made a irritated growling noise as she swatted at a large insect buzzing around her head. Between the humidity and the bugs, she would be happy to leave this damned rainforest for good. Her dark skin was glistening and her clothes were practically soaked. She wore shoulder length, red and black striped animal fur gloves that were quite thick and lined with metal bands on the inside for parrying blows. She had matching thigh-highs as well that almost completely obscured her feet from view. However the heat had caused her to strip down to only a simple fur chest-wrap and loincloth that hung down to her knees. Her dark, crimson hair hung down her back in spiky waves all the way to her hips. Though as of current much of it was stuck to her skin. She was used to hot and dry climates, not this soupy bullshit south-landers called weather. She had given up her normal armor in lieu of the heat, choosing to rely on her shamanic powers and agility in combat. So far, she'd been successful. She pulled out her map to check her location. It was an old thing, drawn by some grizzled adventurer who'd seen to many years to search for it's treasure himself. The man was a complete letch, and she damn near had to fuck the old bastard to get the story out of him. Unfortunately she did have to fuck him to get the map. Luckily he was surprisingly vigorous for an old man, and he paid for her dinner, room, and a whole lot of ale. In the end, if the treasure was half as grand as his claim, it would be totally worth the price. I just passed here....the rock that looks like a dick....across the waterfall... She trailed off as she traced her path. And....here... She looked up, the foliage blocked her view but if she was right then the labyrinth was barely five minutes walk from here. With a groan she stretched her muscles out, picked up her satchel, and carried on.
Thread: Bringing Down Casey

It was a warm day, the sky was budding with clouds adding humidity into the already miserable setting that the thick city had to offer. Casey Thompson already hated her new home, completely hated it, not for the fact that she had to move two states over to get there, not because her new foster parents didn't want her, and had already smacked her around a little, and certainly not because of the thick, heavy, claustrophobic feeling that the city streets and the massive crowds gave her. She just hated it, because she could, she hated everything, or that was what she pretended anyway, she had put on a tough outer shell to hide behind, and no one could tell her she didn't hate this godforsaken city with it's one hundred degree heat, and it's forty percent humidity. Casey Thompson was a very pretty girl, what with her long black hair, and dark eyes that could peer into a persons soul and rip away all of your most sensitive feelings with a few quick words from her sharp tongue. Her skin was pale, as if she got very little sun, and in fact she spent most of the day sleeping off her hangovers or Drug highs. She had the type of body that women starved themselves to get, and men beat each other up to have. And with that sexy leather outfit accenting her perfect long legs and flat toned belly she knew there was not going to be a single person who wasn't admiring her. That in mind she slipped into the popular Club DARKEST, well known for it's abilities to sell alcohol to minors without getting busted by the cops, and it's heavy traffic of whores and drugs. Just the place that Casey liked best. She slipped into the room, the music blaring, the dance floor thick with a throng of people who where all high or drunk and writhing against one another in a sea of horny wankers who wanted a piece of ass but where too doped up or drunk to actually get anything. She smirked a little to herself, already feeling several pairs of eyes on her as she slid over to the bar and demanded a Sex on the Beach, offering the Bartender a playful wink as he gave her what she wanted, her eyes scanning the crowd for someone who could either hold her interest, or give her the fix that she needed, leaning against the bar with her legs crossed just so, so that you could see up to her inner thighs, but not see the lacy underwear that she wore underneath her impossibly short skirt, looking, always looking for just the right kind of person.
Thread: Bringing Down Casey

Jared often hung out in the Club DARKEST, the place just fit his style. It was raw, decadent, defiant, and most of all morally loose. The place was a den of drugs, sex, music, and anything else a true hedonist could want or enjoy if they had the money. This was the kind of place were the rich and poor, came together, it didnt matter who you were, it just mattered what you looked like or what kind of money you had. Jared stood a little over 6 and was stocky of build he wore jeans and tight black shirt with short sleeve that showed off his well-toned body, a tattoo partial covering his upper arm, some sort of tribal pattern. He had a small pack at his waist that held the product. Jared long hair and size gave him a rough look that seemed to attract a certain type of girl. His dark eyes survey the room, as he did what he usually did at the club, and that was selling drugs. If a person wanted cocaine, meth, ecstasy, heroine, or even crack hed sell it. The club crowd usually was cocaine and ecstasy, and so he was looking for his next customer. The place had lots of beautiful woman, the bouncers making sure only the finest pieces of ass got through the door. Half of them were probably hookers, whores, or other bitches that would do anything for the right price, the other were just fine looking, and the few that werent either were with someone, or didnt mind getting on their knees and sucking some cock to get by the bouncers. He leaned against a corner, people coming to him, a quick exchange of money and product made. Looking over at the bar he saw a young sexy thing that he hadnt seen before. It was always hard to tell a girls age, but he doubted she was legal to drink, and she might not even be legal to fuck, not that he cared about either. Pulling himself off of the wall hed been leaning against, he began to confidently walk towards the bar. His dark eyes take the time to check her out.