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Thread: The Bear and the Fox (Loneiysong x QueenofWolves)

Autumn felt her back hit the rough frame of the tree and shook her head. Logan eyes were staring her down like hed rather she disappeared. Truthfully, they were in agreement to what they desired. A yelp came from her as he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. She struggled as hard as she could but it did nothing. She didnt like his naked body being so close to her own. Part of her could feel his hard chest pressing up against her breasts. She whimpered and shook her head desperately. No, no youre not my mate. Her body bucked against his own as she attempted to free herself. Of course, she was nothing against his size, he was huge. Autumn nearly screamed when she felt Logans arousal lifting against her leg. Again she whimpered when he reached down and began to fondle himself. He was beginning to get even harder and she could smell his arousal. Then he opened his mouth and her eyes went wide in horror. She winced as he both said he was going to force her into sex and that she was forced. Suddenly, his finger was inside of her and she did cry out. Desperately, she shook around and fought trying to dislodge his finger. Of course, she didnt manage to remove it but only allowed him to push deeper. She was about to lose her virginity by force and by a male that hated her, it wasnt exactly how she imagined it. She felt herself begin to get wet around his finger and worry fill her up. Please stop. Her voice was almost begging but more on the demanding side.
Thread: The Bear and the Fox (Loneiysong x QueenofWolves)

Your mouth says no but your body says yes. He pressed harder against her and began to stroke her harder and harder but being gentle. He played with her clit with his thumb and smiled wider. You are happy a were like you came along and is going to turn you, aren't you. You're happy you didn't have to devote yourself to a human who would never understand your hunger and wants. He whispered into her ear and continued to stroke her faster and faster trying to bring her pleasure. He wanted her to cum, wanted her to be nice and lubed and relaxed so he could take her and try to enjoy himself and not be forced to wrestle her down to teh ground while he fought to push himself into her. He kissed her collar bone and up to her neck nuzzling her. He was going to bite her and claim her as his mate. He smiled. I am going to fuck you until you are too exhausted, then I am going to take you to my tent and tie you to the main pole until you are concerned about my wants and desires. He smiled adn ran his nose up and down her neck.
Thread: The Bear and the Fox (Loneiysong x QueenofWolves)

loneiysong said Your mouth says no but your body says yes. He pressed harder against her and began to stroke her harder and harder but being gentle. He played with her clit with his thumb and smiled wider. You are happy a were like you came along and is going to turn you, aren't you. You're happy you didn't have to devote yourself to a human who would never understand your hunger and wants. He whispered into her ear and continued to stroke her faster and faster trying to bring her pleasure. He wanted her to cum, wanted her to be nice and lubed and relaxed so he could take her and try to enjoy himself and not be forced to wrestle her down to teh ground while he fought to push himself into her. He kissed her collar bone and up to her neck nuzzling her. He was going to bite her and claim her as his mate. He smiled. I am going to fuck you until you are too exhausted, then I am going to take you to my tent and tie you to the main pole until you are concerned about my wants and desires. He smiled adn ran his nose up and down her neck. Click to expand... Autumn shook her head in desperation. He made sure to keep his fingers working just the right way. She cried out as his finger hit her clit and made her jump and shiver in pleasure. She hated him even more now. He would have understood me! He loved me! Hard, she tried to pull her wrists free. Every second that passed by, she could feel herself beginning to rise higher. With every stroke of his finger, her orgasm began to rise higher. A whimper spilled from Autumns lips as his lips ran along her neck. Tears began to spill down her cheeks as he described what he was going to do. You cant stand me, why are you doing this. She tried to pull her neck away. Finally, he hit a spot and she came with a yell of pleasure. Her entire body shook as she reached that point of pleasure. When her orgasm went through her, she was like jello.
Thread: The Bear and the Fox (Loneiysong x QueenofWolves)

Logan smiled as he watched her struggle. Her body gripped his fingers as he worked harder and harder knowing what she needed when she needed it. He chuckled pressing his body against hers. He loved you as a human. But he would have never trusted you. Everything that went wrong or came up dead would automatically been your fault. He would have hated you. He panted and then growled in her ear. Her scent began to fill his nostrils. Shutting his eyes, he began to salivate but he swallowed hard. He gripped her wrists tighter as she tried to pull away. He ran his tongue along her cheeks and smiled. Because your my mate. The ancestors have ordained it. So now, we are one. He smiled and then inhaled the scent of her juices. Raising her fingers to his lips, he sucked hsi fingers as he watched her. When she came down off her high, he smiled. And that was just my fingers, imagine what i can do with my meat. He smiled wider. He smiled and then Logan sighed and thrust himself into her and sighed adn groaned not pushing too far. Just feeling her warmth and smiled wider and grinned wider.
Thread: The Bear and the Fox (Loneiysong x QueenofWolves)

Autumn hated Logans smile. She hated the fact he was enjoying her fighting so desperately. His body felt hard against her, like the tree. No. He would have trusted me. He would have loved me. You didnt know him. She whispered and shivered listening to his growl. It was deep and felt as if it was sliding through her form. Autumn jerked her face away from Logan as his tongue slide along her cheek. Her face contorted into a grimace of disgust. He was insane, she decided as she stared at him. You follow everything your ancestors say? Youre a fool. We are not one, well never be one. Youll always hate me and I will always hate you. Her body was trembling from the aftermath of her orgasm and her stomach flip flopped when he tasted her on his fingers. Her stomach felt as if she wanted to throw up on him. Id rather not. She snapped at him. When he finally pressed himself partly inside of her, she cried. Her tears trickled down her cheeks to land on the ground. There went her dream of her first time being with the man she loved. She stared straight into his eyes as he sat only slightly sheathed inside of her. Youre a beast. The irony of her statement was not lost on her.
Thread: The Bear and the Fox (Loneiysong x QueenofWolves)

Logan pressed hsi strong chest against her. Silly fox, he would have hated you and any brood that he would have given you before he found out what you were. He was a hunter of animals. He would have killed you in your sleep. He grinned and then held her face close pressing his nose deeply against her hair. Rocking his hips forward, he smiled. Yes, I do, I pray to them frequently in fact. He smiled wider. He then shrugged. Have it your way. He kissed her lips deeply and kissed her tears feeling her pain. He pulled back and then smiled. No honey, I am a bear, there is a difference. This time he thrust in deeply and leaned his head back adn groaned. Ohh you are so tight and warm. He held her leg up and pulled it around him and pinned her against the tree still and once he felt the trembling of her muscles ebb, he began to rock in earnest and pressed his head close to her ear panting and grunting lewdly in her ear. He rocked harder and and harder slowly. Holding her tighter and tighter in his strong arms.
Thread: The Bear and the Fox (Loneiysong x QueenofWolves)

Autumn shivered feeling the heat radiating off the bear against her form. She knew Logan was wrong about her human. He had loved her, just as she had loved him. As Logan took in the scent of her hair, she turned her face to the side. She didnt want to be that close to him, though at this point, that really didnt make a difference. As if to make sure she knew that desire was impossible, his hips moved against her own. Logan was more than likely enjoying mocking Autumn. For all that he hated her, he was certainly enjoying her pain and the fact she was upset. When his lips pressed to hers, she attempted to bite him, wanting to cause him pain as well. Before she could even retort to the fact that even as a bear, he was still a beast, he thrust. That thrust made her scream loudly, to the point of where the sound echoed in the trees. With that thrust, he took away her virginity, her chance at true love and ignited her rage. She sobbed as he began to pound into her. He drew her closer and practically crushed her in his arms and she merely dropped her head onto his shoulder, letting her tears soak his skin.
Thread: The Bear and the Fox (Loneiysong x QueenofWolves)

Logan panted harder and harder thrusting against her. He loved teh way she clenched and tightened around him. He felt that he was struggling a little too much with her. He would have to restrain her better in the future. When she bit at him, he jerked his head back and slapped her face. You will never bite at me like that again, or I will make sure that you are thoroughly punished. He grinned and continued to rock her hips. He smelt her blood. He stopped moving as she sobbed. He held her tightly and sighed stroking her back. Don't cry. He growled pressing her up more agianst the tree. He kissed her cheek and frowned. He looked up and then thought. This is better for you, he would have hunted you. He hunted foxes for a living. Buyer and seller of pelts. He whispered to her and then laid her down so he was on top of her pinning her down and kissed her neck and nuzzled her and began to sing an ancient were song to her to relax her.
Thread: Flower in the Grove (Atroxa & Rivine)

Alyssa took a cloth out of her pocket, draping it over her open palm and began the careful process of picking black berries. Her hands were small and slender, but she still had to be cautious of the thorns that grew along the branches of the bush. Snaking her hand about, she plucked the ripe, dark purple berries, dropping them one by one into the cloth on her hand. She take them to the stream and wash them, partially to clean them but partially because the water was cold, and would chill the berries a little, making them even more delicious. As she plucked, she thought about how her step mother would rail on for hours about her misbehavior, demanding her father do something about it. Her father would sigh, and give her some stern words, and do something like tell her she couldn't ride for some time or something like that, but nothing very harsh. She frowned, thinking about it all. She wouldn't feel the need to run away if they would just leave her alone! She didn't need an armed escort, or her two ninnies of ladies in waiting. All they ever did was talk about dresses and gossip and tell her how she should do this or that to be more of a lady, to catch some man's eye. They were just her step-mother's lackeys. They ran to her every time Alyssa did something they didn't think her step-mother would approve of. Maeghan Wythers was, after all, a real lady, that's what everyone kept telling her. She knew that they were implying, or sometimes just saying it right to her, that she should aspire to be more like her step-mother, but Alyssa had no such plans. No, much to everyone's dismay, especially her uncle, Randyll, Alyssa showed no signs of her step-mother's influence really having much effect on her. Behind the young woman, Braitha grazed the lush grass that grew by the stream, until interrupted by the stranger. Alyssa didn't seem to notice when she stopped, her back to the man. So when he called out, she jumped, her hand still in the black berry bush, making her jerk and get quite a few scratches on her hand and wrist, and making her drop the black berries she'd gathered. Alyssa let out a string of curses that most ladies would never be able to even imagine then whirled around, glaring angrily, but when she saw the stranger her glare took on a far more suspicious edge and she pulled a dagger from her belt. Who are you? She demanded, the placement of her fingers on the dagger hinting that she actually knew how to use it.
Thread: Flower in the Grove (Atroxa & Rivine)

Galan was expecting a reaction, but he had not been expecting anything quite like what he got. She started cussing like a sailor, which made him stand still, more then a little bit surprised. The Northerner stood there blinking a bit as she turned on him. The look she gave him probably would have killed him, if looks could do that, and he involuntarily took a step back. It was not that he was afraid of her, but the reaction was just totally unexpected. He had been thinking that he would have to assuage the fears of a frightened girl. Instead she was cursing and glaring at him and... ad pulling a gods damned dagger on him! When he saw her pull the cold steel, he found himself taking yet another step back, although this time he felt no shame in it. After all, an angry woman with a knife could do plenty of damage. He swallowed slightly when she asked him who he was. Smartly Galan held his hands out to his sides, intending to show that he had peaceful intentions by not going for a weapon, unlike some people. My name is Galan, Galan Snow, he said to her, her rather unexpected reaction to his arrival causing him to use his real name where, if he had had full possession of his faculties at the moment, he might have give her a false one. He went on second later, I'm just a traveler, a bard actually. I do not mean you any harm. He watched her closely, hoping that she would not think that he had been lying to her for some reason. The last thing he needed was to get assailed by a teen, a noble teen at that, and have her claim that he had attacked her or some similair load of shit. He continued to hold his hands out to the side as he said in a soft, hopefully soothing tone, Now how about we put away all the sharp metal objects? I am sure that we can talk, discus things like civilized people.
Thread: Flower in the Grove (Atroxa & Rivine)

Alyssa was not the type to show fear, even when she was afraid, and she was a little afraid of this man. After all, what young woman didn't have tales of bandits and the things they would do to pretty girls shoved into their head to make them fearful? And this man certainly looked a little rough around the edges, so she held her dagger ready. She could tell she at least surprised him, if not made him nervous, which was exactly what she wanted, better to make him just leave if he had some sort of trouble on his mind. His steps away and holding his hands up in surrender put her nerves at ease a little, but it was obvious she was still very suspicious of him. She eyed him a little when he gave his name and occupation, A bard? Where is your instrument then? She asked him suspiciously. Alyssa thought he looked awful rough for a bard, he must not be a very good one. If he was a bard at all. And I'll put away this dagger when I feel like I have no cause to stick you with it, you've done nothing to prove that except give a name and claim to be a bard, She told him, her attitude haughty, like any noble. Most of them, including Alyssa, labored under the delusion that they owned everything and anyone that lay on their land, and though her father was not in direct power in their family, he still laid claim to these lands as his, and with Alyssa as his daughter, she held some of that power as well.
Thread: Flower in the Grove (Atroxa & Rivine)

He could tell that she was still suspicious of him, but who could blame her? There were not may bandits and highwaymen out on the roads these days, at least in his experience, but there were still enough stories of such people about. More then once he had heard a noble woman telling her husband or others that she had been waylaid by ruffians on the roads, some even insisting that the men had forced themselves upon her. But he had seen a few of these same women in taverns claiming to be someone else and acting very much like a tavern wench would, if not even more wanton. Every instance of this had been in the south and he could not help but wonder why these ladies would do what they did. Surely there was a better way to find someone to have sex with. He could not help but wonder if this lass had heard tales from such a woman, one that would lie about being set upon on the roads. But he had more pressing things to worry about at the moment... like the still naked dagger that was being held threateningly with the wielder's focus on him. He could not say that he liked that much. When she spoke, asking where his instrument was he sighed a bit, then told her, My instruments are with my pack, which is stored up in a tree. I was just looking for some food, he explained. She spoke again a moment later and sighed. Gods above she was suspicious! Not that he could blame her entirely, but still! And what reason have I given you for threatening me? he asked her, then went on, I announced my presence, rather then sneaking up on you, I have not pulled a weapon on you and now I am standing here and talking to you rather then rushing you and trying to disarm you or do you harm. So, tell me, what have I done to deserve this treatment?
Thread: Flower in the Grove (Atroxa & Rivine)

Alyssa's experience with the opposite sex was... limited. It was not that she was overly guarded by her father, after all she slipped away like this often and chaperones and guards alike often had a hard time keeping tabs on her, but more a lack of opportunity coupled with a somewhat arrogant mentality. She found most men uninteresting. They were either dim witted, or they thought far too highly of themselves and their charm. Her father's lands were not overly populated, there were farming families and a small community they called a village, but beyond that there were only the manor's servants and workers and guards, most of whom were much older than her if they were male at all. This meant they were either unattractive balding heads, round bellies, or some other undesirable characteristic, or something like an uncle to her. The few that were around her age were beneath her notice, and the same went for the young men in the countryside. Besides, romance was for women with nothing better to do with their time than swoon over some man. Or that was Alyssa's opinion anyway. She pursed her lips though when Galan told her that his instruments were with his pack, which she supposed made since, and then provided a very good argument as to why she was overreacting by keeping that dagger ready to stab him. Alyssa frowned at him when he asked her to tell him what he'd done to deserve such hostile treatment, pursing her lips as she thought for a moment. You made me drop my black berries, she said, motioning to the now scattered handful of ripe fruit at her feet. But a smirk managed to break her frown, betraying the humor behind her words, and she put the dagger back into it's sheath. You should be careful sleeping in these woods, there are bear and wolves about, and they can't be reasoned with, she told him, picking her handkerchief off the ground and shaking the dirt and grass off of it then looking at her scratched hand and wrist with a sigh.
Thread: Flower in the Grove (Atroxa & Rivine)

Galan blinked a bit when she gave him the reason for her hostility, completely stunned. Was she being....? His thought was cut off though when he saw her smirk and then he could not help but laugh a bit. Oh, that is just cruel, he said to her, smiling as she sheathed the dagger. But now that the sharp steel was put away he could not help but relax a bit and let out a soft sigh of relief. He was rather glad that he was able to talk her down and avoid a more unpleasant confrontation. He would really have not liked tousling with her. After all, it would have been hard to explain to her father or others why she might have returned on her horse, just tied down across the saddle. When she spoke again, saying that the woods were dangerous due to there being bear and wolves, he arched an eyebrow. Is that so? he asked her, then went on, That is very rare here in the south. Most of your woodlands are tamed and free of such predators. When was it the last time you have seen one of them? He had not heard the howling of wolves the night before, a noise that he would have recognized. There was more then a little bit of skepticism in his mind. He had slept in dozens of woods since he had come south of the Twins and he had heard barely any howls since then and certainly none at all in the Reach. But his mind moved away from such things when he noticed her looking at her hand and wrist, which he finally realized were scratched up. He winced a bit in sympathy, then spoke to her, You know, I have a poultice back in my pack that would help with that, he offered her. The poultice had been in his pack since he had left the Citadel in Old Town, but he had kept it fresh. It was made by one of the maesters in the Citadel, he told her softly, then added, It should do well to help those mend quicker.
Thread: Flower in the Grove (Atroxa & Rivine)

Alyssa was amused by his reaction, obviously a little confused and taken aback, before he realized she was joking, and then seemed both relieved and amused himself. She laughed softly when he told her that her joke had been cruel and shrugged her shoulders. Maybe it had been a tad, but she'd been amused by it none the less, and he didn't seem terribly offended either. She would like to see him try to tie her to Braitha's saddle. She was small and delicate looking, but Alyssa had been taught to fight. She'd been a surrogate son to her father for the first ten years of her life, she'd played with swords instead of dolls, learned to ride instead of sew, and run around in trousers instead of dresses. She was not as strong as a man, but she was just as capable. She shrugged her shoulders a little as he questioned her about the bears and wolves, The bears are mostly small black bears, not as aggressive as the monsters you have up north, but they can still do some damage. And the wolves are rare now thanks to the farmers hunting them, but they still come through every so often. Her father's lands were more remote than some in the south, leaving the dangers a little more intact than in the more densely populated areas. Alyssa looked at the bard though when he told her that he had a poultice he could put on the scratches to help them heal, considering his offer for a moment before giving a bit of a nod, I would appreciate that, thank you. She told him, walking over to Braitha and taking the mare's rains, giving a grunt with the effort it took to pull her head from the grass. The horse gave an annoyed swish of her tail but followed along after her rider, Alyssa following Galan, her mouth on a particularly deep cut on the back of her hand, licking the wound to soothe it the stinging sensation.