Thread: Werewolves and Mages (Javorcek X ClearSight)

It wasn't every day that a porn fantasy became real, in fact most days were mundane by that standard. This wasn't her first, Arlann had had porn fantasies come real before, but never with another person. She had masturbated in a few places that could star some sexy little beauty before, mainly in her high school days, but she had always wanted to go further and try new things. Mara had been one such adventure, the perverted mage delighted to try out all of her fantastic magics on her nearly lifelong crush. Then there was Mara being a werewolf, their relationship being taboo, the roughness factor that riled her up, biting... Oh so much biting. Yet Arlann always got carried away when a scenario presented itself, and with how worked up she was after several days without her big bad wolf... Well her judgement was more than a little skewed. In fact, before it was even over she got the sense that what was occurring warranted conversation prior to. Still, it had begun and the mage had no way of stopping herself, because between Mara's primal pounding and Sammie's cute squirming and desperation... Well it had her entranced. There had been moments of pain, Mara was being more vicious than usual, but the slut in Arlann couldn't break away from the pleasure long enough to think about it. Each powerful thrust had her moaning, body shivering as her mate's thick cock spread her open time and time again. Mara was relentless, and Arlann's body could feel every throb and desire, she could feel how badly Mara wanted her. Yet it lacked something, and even after they had all climaxed she felt unsatisfied, denied the banter and loving caress that truly made it all special. Without that, without Mara's personality and playfulness, none of it meant a damn thing. It was such a disappointment that she didn't even take time to admire the gorgeous passed out thing beneath her and immediately got herself up, once her shaking legs allowed it. By the time she made it to the bathroom Mara was already in the shower, and Arlann was already beginning to realize the mistake she had made. Perhaps her mate hadn't wanted to play around... Even if so many of the stories she had heard spoke towards the bond of two mates easily withstanding anything... How sharing and other partners was a usual occurrence in werewolf culture. She should have talked to her. Arlann wasn't going to let 'should have' be a defining term and she quickly moved towards the shower, or as quickly as she could in her exhausted state. She got in, not making any attempts to be silent, and sighed heavily. Did I fuck up? It was the question reverberating in her head, a certain heaviness in her tone to match the weight of the possibility. If I did I'm sorry... I was just trying to get you riled up... And I've heard its expected in werewolf culture to share and... Well I thought it would be nice to set a precedent where I could at least be a part of your other interests. She kept pausing, moving a few steps closer until she was right next to Mara. And maybe a little of me has ideas I got from pornos, and no idea what it would actually be like. She smiled slightly, the humor of it undermining her sincerity a bit but it helped relieve some of the stress to make the joke. She was just hoping, that no matter how Mara felt about what had just happened, that she still held the position of mate... And that she said something before Arlann had to lose her collected appearance, and lean against the wall for support.