the summer heat caught onto her fur, weaving itself between each thread of thick fur. the arrival of the hot season came the habit of lounging within the cool shades. she had gotten used to grooming herself of the excess blood, starting from her claws and toes, all the way to her paw pads. her salmon pink tongue wrapped around each claw, careful enough to not be pierced, but firm enough to lick up the dirt and dried blood. a few feet from faustine laid a heap of bones with strips of uneaten flesh still clinging onto the marrow. she had no time to finish nor reason to clean them. best let the vultures pluck them away for her.

her grooming had moved to her ankles, saliva now coating the matted fur on her frontal leg. this wouldn't do at all, faustine realized. she would have to submerge herself into a deep lake and clean the filth away and cool herself among it. the girl had taken to present herself as impeccably as possible now that she returned. yet, a wolf was still a wolf, and faustine had her unshed hunger and beastly nature to fulfill. her summer affliction was not the lethargy or weather, but of an impossibly normal affliction that had held the nape of others like her. @Cassius ♔

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Ever since her return, he had been distant. Her mere presence leaving him both incredibly pissed off and indescribably aroused. Cassius may have been with others during her absence. May have tried to move on. But he could not forget her. Had never once stopped thinking of her.

The beast was capable of some pretty fucked up shit. And no one, no one, had ever matched his energy quite like the Princess of Carnage. And he could continue to lie. Could continue to try and force himself to believe he had not missed her. Not once did he miss her. But his traitorous steps brought him to her even now. Whether he had realized it or not, had planned it or not, the scent of blood and rot now enveloped him.

@Faustine

@Cassius ♔ had this distinct taste, one that pricked at her neck and sent chills down her spine. only that sometimes, his scent was stronger than anything faustine had come across. like now, when she didn't even see him. but faustine knew that the lumbering beast was not far away, he was almost here, just within reach. faustine stood up, shook herself from the restlessness that had plagued her for those mere seconds, and sapproached him. she saw him first as a shadow, then the daylight seeped through and all of cassius was bare before her. faustine's eyes lurked fownwards, at his paw, now big and thick, then to his muscular legs and chest. her mouth opened and she was lightly panting from the heat. she needed something to hold onto.

cassius she crooned. her steps were light and self-assured, while her eyes lingered on the man's face. she knew the tension between them, felt it as easily as the coming of a wind. yet it only made the meeting that much more delicious to her. how do i look? shall i come close? she continued, before attempting to knock her chest against the man, hoping to knock him onto his back.

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He did not need to search her out among the heavy scent of iron and torn flesh. The dark enchantress materializes seemingly from nowhere. Standing before him. Fur sticky and splattered. Perhaps he should have been worried that the blood was her own. But Cassius knew better. And he knew the aroma of her essence well. It was not hers. It belonged to some poor unfortunate soul.

Cassius

The name, his name, from her lips. His eyes narrow upon her filthy form. Trying hard to ignore how utterly beautiful she was when speckled like this. Tried to swallow down the sudden urge to pull her in and run his tongue over the fur of her messied chest. To taste what she had done. To be apart of the horror. To share in that starving frenzy.

Faustine. He rumbles. Try try try as he might, her name can only be said with reverence. Akin to holy prayer.

She gives him no time to answer her question. Her body soon bumping into his. He knows what she is trying to do. The electric anticipation igniting violently both from her touch and the mere thought.

It will be from curiosity, he told himself. Just to see what it is she wanted. What it is she would do. But he already knew. Or at least he already had an idea. And God damn him forever if he didn't want it.

Slowly, so slowly, and with eyes never leaving hers; Cassius went down to the ground.

@Faustine

faustine loved the dumb, lust driven look on men's faces, it made her chest burn with pride. if they were lucky, with unrelenting desire too. @Cassius ♔ was a lucky man today, because the season had made faustine that much more susceptible to her hidden desires and wants. she was a woman starving and parched and here, beneath her, was a pliant male. <>her male, the only one who she allowed in to her home as almost an equal.

her teeth peeled back revealing yellowed fangs as her hot breath swept over cassius's face. the girl's tail flicked languidly behind her as her voice rumbled out. you haven't answered my questions, beast she drawled, her tone so low that only cassius could hear. such...impoliteness should be punished, what do you say? her eyes flashed, dark red and becoming darker still. heat climbed from her nape to her spine, before receding to her hind legs and tail. regardless of cassius's answer, faustine sought to seat herself on top of him, giving him just enough to feel her, all of her, on top.

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He debated it. Not answering her. To just say nothing and enjoy the pressure of her body on his. The feather light weight of her. Ruby eyes gleaming in that way he could not peel away from. Her display of teeth bringing his own forth. Dark lips parting, skin wrinkling above his nose, and one sharp click as he bites the air between them.

Fighting the urge to sink them into her face.

A paw comes up instead. Flung half aggressively over her shoulder. Pale claws pricking passed her fur to the warmth of her skin. You could use more. Cassius says finally. More blood. On her chest. Her paws. Her face. Splashes of dark red that would not wash out.

My blood. Tongue sneaking a quick rasp over her still exposed fangs.

@Faustine

@Cassius ♔ didn't relent, didn't beg for mercy ( not like he could ), and didn't attack. he laid under her, unfurling and open, so very vulnerable that faustine couldn't help but feel the pull towards him strengthen. cassius was hers and he knew it as well as she. her toy, her meal, her future husband and the man who will sire her daughters. rest assured, sweet meat she began, voice a thick rumble, i shall satisfy both of our cravings.

she didn't want to lave her tongue upon him in a kiss - she was not so kind to do so - but to taste. cassius was all musk and a myriad of smells that faustine couldn't decipher. it didn't matter to her as long as he was pliant underneath her. the haze of lust and hunger muddled faustinr's mind so much that she could only think one word: take. her lips curled again and she drew back, tongue buzzing with the aftertaste. finally, she opened her jaw and attempted to bite into him.

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He would lay down beneath her, but not for any other reason than getting what he wanted. And what he wanted was her. Her claws and her teeth and her body; all melding into him. He craved the deadliest parts of her, sunk deep into his skin, draining him of all thought and reason.

Her words are met only with a heated glare and a heavy rumble. Dark paws coming to wrap around her, claws hooking into her flesh and that before rumbling now escalating into something far more carnal. The beast's head rolls back, claws moving down to rake along her skin.

Harder. Both command and plea, forced out through tightly clenched teeth. The pain so far was not enough. More. More.

@Faustine

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his words seeped and festered into the graveyard that was faustine's mind. her red eyes flashed with hunger, intensifying only with the lust and desire for the male beneath her. she knew men were to obey her and women like her, but faustine never knew just how damn good it felt to be standing over them. prey, she thought, a prey specially made for her. how exciting, how sweet - this specimen that was begging for her to take.

faustine's jaw sunk in, fangs digging into solid flesh. cassius was all hard muscles and a thin layer of flesh, but in a living body there would always be a give. she wanted to take out as much of him as possible, she wanted it to hurt enough that a part of her would remain deep inside cassius's bones every time she was gone. faustine licked at every gush of blood, like a lover would lay kisses upon their partner.

and, at the same time, faustine would collide their heated bodies together. so now, she could be his and he could be hers. [fade]

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This pleasure, this pain; it was too much. The intensity of both were ever building, ever rolling. Consuming every inch, every thought. His head continued to stay flexed back against the ground, each breath hissing in and out between teeth clenched too tight. Every muscle twitching, itching, begging. Yes. He would manage to gasp out, nearly coming undone right there and then as she moves to connect them fully.

Cassius would let her gnaw and gnash and grind against him. Would welcome it all so long as it was done in all the right ways--in all the right places.

@Faustine
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