Thread: I'm Not A Ghost (Nighthaven & Aise)

Serah didnt know what was going on, shed tried to cringe away when Nighthavens furry paw had reached out to pull her in, but instead her she squirmed her body against his hand, a soft mewl of approval leaving her lips as she enjoyed the feeling of a strong hand or paw wrapped around her shoulder. She didnt know what had happened, nor what was about to happen. But the sudden change in Nighthavens attitude towards her had to be better than when he was holding and dragging her around like a brat in a shopping centre right? Mhmm she murmured happily, her hands rising up from her sides and resting against the firm pecs of Nighthavens chest, caressing them gently before nuzzling her face against them, inhaling deeply as she took in a thick powerful scent shed never come across before. Your bitch? she asked rather innocently, uncertain what the words meant now, her body tingled at the way the wolf claimed her as his possession. The feeling sending unfamiliar sparks of happiness in her as she finally felt that someone was recognizing her as something besides a greenhouse in a warzone. Im your bitch? she asked cutely, her head tipping to the side as her bright blue eyes looked quizzically up at Nighthaven. Her question seemed to have been answered by action rather then words as Nighthaven lowered his hands and pressed against her pink silken panties. She let out a low pleasured moan of approval, her body jerking at the friction as her hands slid around Nighthavens back, holding herself against his chest in an embrace as she pressed herself against those furred fingers. She knew it was wrong, she knew she should have resisted at all costs, but such logical thoughts had been pushed to the back of her mind, the drug blocking all reason from her mind as she simply enjoyed the fact that someone was looking at her, touching her in a way that could quite possibly break her fragile existence. It wasnt like a bit of pleasure could lengthen or shorten her life at all, but the sentiment in town seemed to be that even talking to her was some grave sin that was to be frowned upon. She didnt even resist as Nighthaven started pushing her over, her pure white parker being tainted by the grime of the alley floor, it was a tragedy under normal circumstances, but she just couldnt seem to motivate herself to care today. Instead her hand slided around from the wolfs back, back to his stomach, her soft slender hands enjoying the bumps and curves of his abdomen, shed never really felt anything like it before, and in her lust-filled state, she wanted nothing more than to feel it pressed up against her. The thought causing her to raise her legs slightly so that she could rub her thighs together, a faint gasp of surprise and pleasure escaping her as she felt the pleasure of rubbing her sex against itself for the first time. Feeling the muscular firm hand roaming against her breasts, squeezing them possessively, Serahs hands fell helplessly from Nighthavens chest. Her hands bent beside her in a fashion similar to those good luck cats found at chinese stores. M-more she mumbled, arching her back against the hard floor, pressing her small breasts further, and more roughly against Nighthavens roaming hands. She soon got her wish, her arousal heightening as her favourite shirt was torn apart before her very eyes as Nighthavens clawed hand pressed directly against her. Shed never thought such a crude simple gesture could feel so good. Ah, yes. Please. She gasped thrusting her shoulders forward to rub exposed breasts against his warm hands. He was looking at her, those cold harsh eyes glaring into her very soul as they felt her up, she should have hated him for the shameful situation he was forcing her into, but again, she didnt care. Someone was watching her, not with apathy, but with a carnal intent. Her pleasure though quickly came to an end as Nighthaven withdrew his hand, his claws carefully tracing down her navel and down to her soaked silken garments, he didnt even need to rip them off to know how aroused she was. It was the drug. Surely, it had to be? And if it wasnt it wasnt her fault that his hands felt so good. She was literally putty in his paws, and those exact paws suddenly pressed into her, taking her virginity, the drug shed been given completely blocking out the pain as Nighthavens claw was covered in the blood of her first experience. She knew what was to come next, and she knew that her body was more than prepared for it. But she had one little request if she were to offer herself to him, and although she figured the result wouldnt change whether he complied or refused, she had to ask. S-Serah, my. My name. she whispered between heated gasps, her eyes beaming into his with a silent plea. Ca.Can you call my. My name? she begged pleadingly. She couldnt read the reaction her request had gotten, but she felt like asking simply wasnt enough, her face going deep red as she opened her mouth to speak again Please.Master?