Soap With Mo owo
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Nevaeh grinned at his reaction, continuing to slowly move her knee against him, enjoying the flush of color on his face. She thought for a moment, tempted to tell him just to lay there and let her take care of things, but she knew he wanted to return the feeling. Her body was still hot with change, but she wasn't thinking about that as she took one of his hands, guiding it to the front of her pants. They were thick, though, so she undid them, shuffling them down a bit. "Just do whatever feels right," She encouraged him, returning her attention to his neck, while her own hands tangled into his hair.
"I don't. And I don't want one." Lynna frowned. "Can't you find someone else? Or go check the lake?" -
The younger moaned softly, his cheeks still glowing with color while his love continued to tease him. He let her guide him, watched her slip out of those leather hunting pants. He hated those things; They didn't compliment her figure at all, but if she liked them, he would get over it in time. His ears pricked when she told him to do what felt right, and Rhonen knew exactly what would make her freckled cheeks flush. He pressed his palm between her thighs, lightly rubbing and pushing his fingers against the thin fabric that covered her orifice.
"Papa Rho said to find Jule, so we're finding Jule." The pup told her seriously and grabbed her hand, pulling her through the woods towards the lake, his ears already pricking at the distant sounds of water splashing and faint laughter that only his advanced hearing could catch. -
"Oh, haa.." Nevaeh let out a matching moan, though hers was much louder. Despite his certain inexperience, he had known exactly what to do. Her cheeks turned pink as she pulled her hand away, getting him to lift his hips so that she could tug off his pants, and anything else that was in her way. It was better, now that his skin was bare, and she could actually touch him. She abandoned his neck in favor of his lips, pressing a tender kiss on them.
"Alright, alright," Lynna huffed, following without another word. -
He'd never wanted to mate so badly before, not even when he was going through maturity, but knew all to well of the risks. So he did as Nevaeh wanted, helping her get his pants out of the way. He let out a sigh relief once his manhood was exposed, having been feeling constricted by the fabric. Rhonen continued to rub her, slipping his free hand into her hair when their lips met.
Aniel emerged at the lake's coast, finding the group of young male wolves splashing each other and having a good time while they bathed, far enough out in the water to be covered. The pup could easily spot who he was looking for. "Jule!" He called, waving his arm for the other to come over.
The older went under, swimming over. Like Rhonen, or any other werewolf, he didn't care that he was exposed. He shook his short hair as he got out. "What is it?" -
Nevaeh smiled at his reactions, leaning her forehead against his, mumbling a soft, "I love you," As she continued to stroke him. She surprised herself, as she hadn't even meant to say it, but the moment it was out, she knew it was true. Like Rhonen had said, there was some sort of feeling in her heart that told her that this was right. She smiled a bit, wiggling to move his hand for a second so that she could remove her own underwear.
Lynna watched as the man got out of the water, totally unaffected by his lack of clothing. She raised an eyebrow and shook her head, sighing. "Rhonen said for you to guide me out of the forest." -
(It's apparently totally possible to mate in a hammock..)
Rhonen stared at her with what would've been considered stars in his eyes the moment those words graced his ears. "I love you, too." He murmured, groaning at the feeling of her fingers being wrapped around him. He'd known from the beginning that Nevaeh would be his mate, the mother of his pups, and now here they were, almost entirely naked and exploring each other. While Nevaeh removed the thin fabric, with much awkward swaying of the bed, Rhonen moved his hands to her vest, looking at her for the 'okay'.
"..Why even come out here if you can't get yourself back?" Jule stuck his tongue out in annoyance and went to get dressed. "Whatever. If a hunter tries to shoot me, I'mm gonna leave her on her own."
"No you won't, papa Rho wouldn't let you live here anymore." Aniel countered. The older, rolling his eyes, took Lynna by the arm and waved the pup off. -
(Nice to know
I thought it was just one of those beds that were attached to the roof and so they swung)
She nodded at him, continuing to move her hand in time with her own heart beat. She'd thought at one time that she would never want anyone to touch her, but she wanted him to, needed him to, even. Small noises still lingered on her breath, even though he wasn't paying too much attention to the lower regions of her body anymore. Just having him close was enough.
Lynna followed him with a huff. -
(As if Rhonen would know it's called a hammock. xD
That is my bad. I should've made it more obvious.)
Rhonen let out a slightly louder moan when he felt the pace increase and quickly untied the vest, burying his face between the natural pillows. Using one had to feel her chest, he reached back in between Nevaeh's legs to touch her exposed entrance. "Hnn..You're really wet, Nev.. I'm sorry I can't give you those pups yet.." The young wolf knew the didn't need to do anything more than be near each other, but mating was always a wonderful experience, according to elder werewolves.
Jule yawned and let her go, walking one step ahead of her. "This is going to take forever. But if I change, they'd catch me for sure.." He muttered the last bit to himself, unsure if Lynna even knew they were werewolves. -
(oops oh well)
Nevaeh took her hand out of his hair, taking a hold of the hand between her legs. Without much thought, she guided a finger into herself, letting out a soft moan, rocking against it as she continued to stroke him. "S' Fine," she assured him, smiling. "This i-is enough."
Lynna followed behind him, careful not to mess up her boots. "Don't worry about me, you know," She huffed after she tripped over a root. "Stupid flea bag," She added under her breath. -
She was so warm, so wet, inside. Rhonen flushed when she moved on his hand and slowly began to slowly move his finger. His ears focused on the sounds that his mate made. "Beautiful.." He murmured before closing his eyes and moving to suck on one of her breasts. He was glad to be so close to his soulmate.
He froze at the insult and turned to glare at her. "Watch your mouth. I might lead you to a bear cave instead. I'm so sick of you disgusting humans saying we have fleas." -
"A-Ahh.. f---!" With a small cry, Nevaeh arched her back, finding her release with a cry. She breathed hard, panting as she continued to stroke him. She pressed gentle kisses to the side of his head.
"Well," Lynna huffed, but shut up, following him. "..You're rude." -
He looked up at her at the curse, a bit shocked at first, and removed the digit after her release. He pulled away from her chest, arching slightly with his own groan and release, making a mess in his mate's hands. "Sorry..." He murmured, turning to catch her lips.
"Me rude? Ha! You insulted me first, princess. You'd best learn to watch what you say first." Jule scoffed and checked his surroundings before continuing onward. -
(Sorry for short replies, I have family over)
"Don't be," She muttered, cleaning her hands off on his discarded pants, hugging him tightly. "I love you," Nevaeh told him for the second time, returning the kiss. Rhonen was so sweet.. "Um, I.. Can we go back to the lake? It's starting to get hot again."
Lynna narrowed her eyes, and stopped walking, crossing her arms. "You're the one who said you would run off and leave me if there was danger! You suck," She shot back, stomping her foot. -
('Sokay)
"Yeah just wipe it on my clothes." He teased and wrapped her in his arms, smiling at the affection. "I love you, too. And of course we can, whenever you want. Let's get something to wear though." Rhonen hummed and kissed the top of her head.
"Because I'm not dying for some human prostitute that doesn't even respect her friend's mate. We may be flea bags to you, but soon will be family to her." He glared at her then turned away from her, not bothering to say anything to her. -
"I could have wiped it on your hair," She huffed, but smiled, nodding. "Can I just borrow a shirt? I left my corset in Rayne's hut," She explained, knowing that his shirt would cover everything it needed to cover. Nevaeh smiled at him, snuggling into his chest.
"Prostitute? I prefer sex worker! And.. And shut up!"
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