Thread: Red and the Wolf (Nekrosilisk and FuzzyWuzzie)

Lyra watched the boy's expressions change, she had no idea of his true gender but Lyra felt attracted to him eitherway, liking the innocent sweet look Little Red had, specially with that modest, yet somewhat tight littl blouse, his flitty skirt teasing her.. She wanted to see what was under it, slid her hands down those stalkings and those thighs.. She felt playfully, a bit numb and achy too.. She grinned to the girl gently, the wolfess nodded gently to him, once he'd pried the teeth apart Lyra pulled her leg out fast, letting out a gentle groan of pain, Ugh.. Blood was trickling on the forest's floor her gentle hands held at her upper leg, just above the wounds, looking as if she was trying to brace herself. A small couple pants slipping past soft, supple lips, she nibbled at the lower one then too before answering Red. Of course, you are just my type. Such a cute thing. She breathed out gently. As Red kneeled down next to her, she watched the boy examine her wound, giving a bit of a concerned look herself. One thing was certain, she wouldn't be walking on her own. Despite herself, she needed this pretty hooded girls help further, As he inspected her, she wrapped an around around his trim little waist, drawing him across her thighs gently, her bright eyes gazed into his with a wolfish smile. Thank you, beautiful.. She brushed the side of his cheek, running the back of her thumb over his lovely plump pink lips examining the girlish, cute face of his. She leaned down ever so gently, pressing her lips to his in a caring, sweet manner, it lead to a more forceful push, licking teasingly at the crease of his lips before pulling back in a gentle pant, staring into his eyes she began to speak, I need your help further little one, Red, would you do me the honor of helping me get back to my cave.. Don't worry.. I live alone.. She rubbed across his chest gently, it was so flat, she wondered if his nipples were sensitive - The wolf still thinking this was an innocent girl. I'm Lyra, a lone Wolfess.. Wont you help me little one? She growled sensually, nuzzling his neck and taking a told of one of his braids, Such pretty hair.. And fair skin.. You truely are such an envy up close.. And even saving damsels in distress.. She licked at his neck tenderly, pulling back, awaiting an answer for her plea for help.. She was injured and helpless, surely he'd want too, Lyra would have usually been even more forward in an incounter such as this, but there would be more time for that.. More time to tease and taunt.. Lyra was liking being close to him, stroking his cheek gently as he lay against her lap. I owe you so much.. For freeing me.. I will give you something very worthwhile.. She whispered to him gently, having edges of naughtiness to her voice, no doubt enjoying the thought of giving him a reward for his kindness.. She wanted to give the little thing lots of pleasure, his petite body was turning her on.. Even without the wolfess knowing of the surprise he had underneath that swinging, cute skirt of his. She couldn't walk, leaving space for the youngling to stand up and help her up in return, the wolfess was excited.. So close to the human she'd been stalking.. It was so exciting.. She wanted to rip off all this clothing and defile him, touch and kiss.. Hear what his sweet moans might sound like.. It may have seemed like the wolf was in heat the way she stared at his petite frame, with such a playful, wolfishly handsome smile - Yet so gracefully beautiful at the same time with her feminine figure, full lips and large, scoping eyes, sliding across his chest and thighs curiously.