Thread: Werewolves and Mages (Javorcek X ClearSight)

It was adorable when Mara let her tough outer image get tripped up by the lovely person, the one beneath the surface and suffocated by werewolf principles. Sure, it didnt happen without some manipulative coaxing, but once she opened up things became much easier for everyone. A purr of appreciation vibrated from a much too bubbly Arlann, her joyful demeanor almost suspicious so early in the morning, as Mara let her gruff play second fiddle to her kind-hearted innards. The mage did a little half spin and walked over towards the couch, patting a cushion for Sammie in gentle welcome, playing a little game of good host bad host with Mara. It was the perfect display of their relationship, with Mara barking and being all tough but in the end yielding to the pain in the ass that was Arlann. At least she was a cute one. As if yielding to Arlanns wishes wasnt enough proof that Mara was ultimately a softie, the stubborn wolf quickly followed her contradiction sandwich up by showing Sammie gentleness. It was one of the many aspects of Maras complicated personality that the mage loved, and it had her smiling at the wolfs back as she walked to the kitchen. Ill take pancakes, some more pancakes too, and maybe a few more pancakes after that! Oh, and make me a ton of eggs, but hold the bacon She giggled gently, her need for food massive after how much magic she had used the night before. Sammie probably didnt realize that she was still firmly hugging the files as she took her seat, and Arlann didnt have the desire to tell her It was so damn cute. Tea, coffee, milk, or juice? Sammie was startled by the simple question, barely even realizing it was directed at her. T-T-Tea p-p-p-please Sometimes the simplest things were the most difficult, and while Sammie put up a decent front, when she wasnt struggling to form words, it could be difficult. Really she was quite smart, and Mara had been able to see beyond the social difficulties to the skill and dedication beneath But that only made it more difficult when she found herself so very attracted to Arlann. It had been that with Mara first, the beta had been practically speechless around her for fear of saying something to give it away, which was a funny thought considering by the time she forced the first few words out she would have had plenty of time to reflect and keep her lips sealed, but it had been a fear regardless of actuality. Arlann couldnt help but find Sammie cute, the shy stuttering thing worked for her. Knowing how much Mara valued her made it all the more interesting too, it meant Sammie was a great worker, as if her being a sweetheart wasnt enough. Arlann wasnt oblivious to the little wolfs eyes either, and even though she had been focusing on the cute innocent aspects she was interested in the sinful side as well. Hell, it was hard to miss such unfiltered desire. The little beta probably had no clue how to hide her intentions, which in and of itself was absolutely lovely. That innocent aura Sammie had didnt cause Arlann to be careful like it should have, but instead it riled her up, the perverted freak underneath the gentle smile wondering what kind of face she would make if confronted with something not so innocent. So as she nodded and put on some tea, the Keurig she had forced Mara to buy doing all the work, she let herself indulge some of the desires, and curiosities, she had. To accomplish such a Devious, goal, Arlann walked up behind Mara and reached down, gripping her hips and gently grinding in to the womans backside, the thin layers of clothing separating them doing nothing to stop the friction from heating up Arlanns skin. Mara Love We cant give her a meal without a show She let Mara get the pan and lean back up before her hand slid around and peeked under clothing, slowly rubbing the lips hidden beneath. At the same time her mouth launched an attack of its own, biting on Maras neck before moving up to her ear, a devilish grin on her face as she caught a floored Sammie staring in her peripheral. Don't you think it would only be polite? To entertain our guest while she waits As she asked the question, a question she had clearly already decided on an answer for, she let her slender digits head up, a bit of magic funneling to her silken smooth fingers and flowing in to Mara as those same fingers slowly, agonizingly so, pushed up inside of the wolf. Or should I stop taking care of you because we have a guest? I mean We can wait, but I do like having company so it could be awhile. A gentle moan played into Maras ear as Arlann let her desire possess her, now if only she had a wolf to blame afterwards.