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Post by grebe on Sept 12, 2012 14:19:48 GMT -5
"] Jared pulled Maria into the house behind him, pressing her gently back onto the front door as he shut it. He smiled as his lips were pressed to hers. The werewolf was so glad he had made the first move, he knew that he would have given his life for this feeling, and possibly for her. He froze mid-kiss as the thought flashed through his head, but pushed it away quickly, resuming their lip grinding.
All thoughts were banished, as Jared framed her face with his hands. Following the line of her shoulders, he shrugged off his jacket and kicked off his shoes. He pulled away from her, watching her to see if she would oblige to leading him upstairs.[/size]
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Sept 12, 2012 17:57:42 GMT -5
Maria grinned as they kissed and when he took off his jacket and shoes she slid out of her leather jacket and took off her combat boots. She took him by the hand and flared her nostrils finding the scent of a large bed and dragged him up the stairs. She went into the bedroom and closed the door behind them. She pulled him to the bed and layed down, pulling him down on top of her. Sure, they had their clothes on, but screw it. They'd get their clothes off sooner or later--probably sooner.
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Post by grebe on Sept 15, 2012 6:23:20 GMT -5
Jared laughed as Maria pulled him up the stairs and into his bedroom. This would be so much more fun with a werewolf partner than a human. He found that although the end result was satisfying, at the start he had to be careful not to hurt his partner, so having someone who was just as strong as he was would make things far more enjoyable. He gave a little growl through his teeth and started nipping sharply at her neck, tracing down towards the skin just above her bust. He moved back up to her lips and kissed her with an urgent passion. For the first time ever, he felt slightly nervous about being naked in front of this perfect young woman. He was a little apprehensive that she would not like what she saw.
Shoving away his doubts, he sat up abruptly and pulled off the soft cotton t-shirt he had been wearing, an arrogant smile on his lips. She'd better like what she saw. Tossing the cotton material to wherever it landed, he began kissing her again, wanting to get her clothes off, letting her feel his weight. His hands fingered the hem of her top, and began sliding it up. It was only fair after all, he had his top off, why shouldn't she? [/size]
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Sept 15, 2012 12:51:21 GMT -5
Maria chuckled when he kissed down her bodice. This made her even more excite about what they were about to do. She helped him take off her shirt and she quickly and feaverently undid and ripped off her bra. She had never felt this urgency before. This need to be with a man this way. She pulled him down on her and ran her fingers across the bare contours of his back, enjoying the feeling of their bare skin touching. Guiding his mouth back to hers she hoped that this wouldn't be a one night stand. She would defenitally want more of this. A lot more.
Maria suddenly shoved him away and ripped off her pants not caring that she might be leaving pantless or with someone else's pants on. Or maybe she wouldn't leave at all. She didn't wait for his consent or for him to change his mind before she started to take off his pants. She chuckled, not caring if he thought she was crazy for doing this. As soon as they both had their pants off the only thing separating their bodies was their underwear. With an undeniable strength she pulled him as close as he could be. She wished he would hold her tighter, she wanted it to hurt, it felt good to her.
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Post by grebe on Sept 16, 2012 13:33:01 GMT -5
Jared smiled almost maliciously as she ripped off her top and bra. She was so beautiful. The fact that she was a werewolf hunter didn't occur to him once as she pulled his pants off. He simply laughed, this feeling was so good, he couldn't describe it. The need in her eyes made his own flare with passion, because he felt it too. He wanted her, always, would want her. Helping her undo his belt, he watched as the denim slid away from his skin, and be flung across the room. All uncertainty gone, his lips twisted into a cocky grimace that he knew was sexy.
Allowing her the freedom enough to pull him down onto her, to kiss him, to let her feel his back. Jared wanted to groan with pleasure, but all he privileged himself with was a growl so menacing it startled even him. He slipped his hands behind her, feeling the bare, perfect skin of her back, where her bra strap used to be, his fingers massaging the area gently, getting gradually harder and stronger. Winking at her, he pulled his own underwear off, and sat up, fingering her panties. Grinning, he swiftly made her naked, and prepared himself. He knew there'd be no night like it.
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Jared blinked his eyes a few times, clearing them so he could see clearly. Turning his head, he saw Maria's sleeping, peaceful face. This was the face she didn't have to hide from anyone. The male werewolf smiled gently. He just wanted to reach out and stroke her perfect face with the back of his hand. Pulling away the covers, he pulled on some boxer shorts and padded silently out of the room. He thought he'd go out for a run as a wolf, just to clear his head, so many emotions were running high, most he didn't recognize. [/size]
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Sept 16, 2012 23:04:13 GMT -5
Maria yawned and stretched, pulling the covers closer to her body. Surprisingly, she was cold. Then she remembered where she was, what she was--well, wasn't--wearing, and what had happened. Her eyes widened for a second, but then she smiled, elated. She turned to see him--but he wasn't there. No one was. Pursing her lips she sighed as her nose followed his scent expertly. It went out the front door and as soon as he had passed the tree line the human with traces of wolf scent turned pure wolf. He had gone for a run. Sitting up, she held the covers to her body concealing herself even though no one was there. The red-haired fae looked around the room and for once realized what it looked like.
Maria blinked a few times and laughed to herself. She had been very busy and absorbed in her actions at the time. Her smile still lingered on her perfect lips. Maria ran her fingers through her unruly, firey red curls. The room was beautiful, she had to admit. It was gorgeous. Her mind drifted though and she started thinking about Jared. So....he was her mate now. Laughing to herself again, the werewolf hunter zoned out as she thought about him. He was extremely sexy and he was a year younger than her. Older guys may be a turn on, but she would take Jared over an older guy any day. Just then the sound of the front door closing snapped her out of her daze.
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Post by grebe on Sept 17, 2012 12:56:06 GMT -5
Jared's heart was still beating hard as he changed back to human form. He was completely naked as he reached his front door. The door slammed behind him, and he shrugged on the robe he always kept on a hook right by the doorway. He wanted to wash away the sweat sheening on his body by showering but didn't want to wake Maria. Maria. He was so confused about the hunter, Jared just didn't know how he felt.
He sure liked her, he liked her a lot more than he had anyone, even Luschka. Shaking his head, he decided he'd take a chance. Maybe they could date for a while? Jared hadn't done that for a long time. The werewolf knew he was treading on thin ice, as he didn't have a clue how to start a relationship. Maybe they could go out today? So many possibilities, Jared didn't know where to start. Walking to the lavishly furnished kitchen, he put on coffee. He leaned back on the breakfast bar, tapping his foot as he waited for it to brew. Pouring two cups, he went upstairs into the bedroom. Seeing Maria holding the covers over herself made him smile, she made him smile. Putting down the steaming mug on the bedside table on her side, he took a sip from his, sitting gently on the bed next to her. [green]Morning. How did you sleep?[/green] He looked away a little nervously. He'd never asked someone out, only back to his house, to his bedroom. Locking gazes with her, he lowered his mug. [green]I, er, was wondering if you wanted to maybe, go out for the day with me? We could go horse riding, or see the monastery?[/green] He looked at her from under dark lashes and grinned, white teeth flashing. He couldn't believe that Maria Gonzales was in his bedroom.
occ: Jared isn't really the type to mate for life straight away, so could they date for a bit, until Maria wants more, Jared still isn't sure, and then he could be all like yes I love you Maria! xD [/size]
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Sept 18, 2012 19:40:32 GMT -5
Maria blushed a little as he walked in the room. Sure, they had had sex last night, but he made her feel....lightheaded? Fuzzy? Warm? High? Hell, she had no idea what to call it since she had never felt it before in her life. Even with her old mate who had been murdered. She smiled and took the cup of coffee. She usually didn't drink coffee, but then again she usually didn't take shots to impress a guy, or even sleep with someone. Don't get the impression that before last night she had been a virgin, because she hadn't been. Far from it. As evidence, she actually had a daughter. That is until she was murdered. Taking feminine sips of her coffee she looked at him with raised eyebrows. Had he just asked her out? On a date? God, it had been years....
When Jared grinned though, she couldn't help but grin back. She chuckled stupidly and set her coffee back down on the nightstand. Maria leaned back on her elbows and looked at this drake and all his masculine beauty. He was defenitally a sight for sore eyes that was for sure. Looking at him she couldn't control herself from the want--need--to resurface. Knowing he could probably smell her desire for him she pursed her lips. She knew he could because she could defenitally smell it eminating off herself like a fucking mare in heat. She sat up, the covers still concealing her naked body. Grinning evilly, she took the cup of coffee from Jared, put it on the night stand and placed the tips of her fingers lightly on his cheek. I know I must sound like a stripper, but I still want you, chico guapo. She said chico guapo in a teasing way since it means pretty boy in spanish and last night he had specifically called asked her not to call him that.
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Post by grebe on Sept 19, 2012 12:59:17 GMT -5
The werewolf didn't really care the Maria hadn't answered his question about a date, since he wanted her too. Putting his hand over hers to press it to his cheek, he leaned forward and kissed her softly. He just longed to rip the covers and reveal her beautiful body, to strip off his robe and to own her once more, but he also desired for this look in her eyes to last. The look of happiness and something deeper, it made him so happy that he could give her this feeling. Pulling away, he smiled softly, narrowing his eyes playfully at her remark of him being a pretty boy. [green] In no language will calling me that be acceptable.[/green]
Winking, he looked over his room, and saw her ripped panties lying vulnerable on the floor. Getting up and rifling through his drawers, he tossed her a pair of his Calvin Klein boxers, shutting the drawer and leaning against it, allowing his robe to part all the way down to his hips. A lopsided smile parted his lips. Pushing off, he gave her a swift, yet passionate, kiss on the lips and walked toward the door, tossing the words [green]I'm just having a shower, your welcome to join me.[/green] He continued down the hall and stepped through the bathroom door and turning on the shower. Dropping his robe, he stepped under the hot stream of water, listening out to see if she would follow him. [/size]
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Sept 22, 2012 8:36:59 GMT -5
Maria kissed him back with a yearning passion but when he pulled away she frowned. At his remark about her calling him a pretty boy she chuckled. She had to! How could she not? When he threw the boxers to her she caught them but raised her eye brows. She was not going to wear boxers. She snorted and tossed them to the other side of the bed rolling her eyes. When he told her that he was going to go take a shower and said she could join him, she actually had to think about it thoroughly.
Should she? If I take a shower with him, I guarentee we're not going to get very clean. Plus, I have nothing to wear accept my ripped clothes...hell, I'll just go home in my wolf form. It's not like any hunter would be stupid enough to attack me. They know who I am and what I look like. Everyone does. Even some humans. She trailed off in thought, now listening to him in the shower. Should she go? After two more minutes she hesitantly got off the bed and walked to the bathroom. She got in the shower and looked at him as if to say, "I'm here. Now what?"
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Post by grebe on Sept 22, 2012 14:53:07 GMT -5
Jared ran his fingers through his hair, massaging shampoo into it. He figured he might as well wash his hair whilst he was at it, and since she probably wouldn't join him anyway. Washing away the froth, he heard the door close gently with a click and a smirk invaded his lips just as she drew back the shower curtain. He took her hand to bring her under the stream of hot water, so her hair was soon plastered to her fine cheeks. His original idea had been to have her again in the shower, but from her comment, he thought better and simply pressed wet lips to hers.
Running his hands up and down her slight figure, Jared thought about how he could spend his time away from her, what would he do? His eyebrows drew a little closer at that thought. Intoxicating, the one word flitted in and out of reach in his mind. The same word had crossed him when he was with Lusckha, but this was somehow deeper and far more intense. What was wrong with him? Pulling away, he curled a finger under her chin to tip her head up a little. The way that her red curled hair was in tangled, damp mess reminded him of Vee, as she had gotten out of the pool at a National swimming competition after winning the final. Shaking away the memory, he focused back on Maria, and waited for her to do or say anything.
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Oct 4, 2012 15:31:16 GMT -5
Maria smiled shyly and to herself she cursed. She'd never felt this way, let alone acted this way. It was strange. She didn't understand it and at the moment, she didn't intend to. Maria was never one to be in touch with her feelings. That's why she was such a good werewolf hunter--she felt pain, sorrow, but she, herself, was never aware of it. If she knew how horrible she felt, she would never be able to do it. Pretty much the only emotions she allowed herself to feel were lust, anger, and feirce. Otherwise, she would be a complete mess. She sighed and looked up into his eyes, confused. She wanted to know what she was feeling, but at the same time, she didn't.
Placing her hand on his cheek, she smiled a little and stretched up on her tippy toes to have a kiss. Once their lips touched though, she couldn't help but deepen the kiss, opening her mouth wide. Knowing her full strength wouldn't hurt this man, she draped her arm around his shoulder, reaching down and touching his back. Her other hand slid around his waist and she pulled herself closer to him. She yearned for this, touching him. Being close to him. It was hard not to moan in his mouth, so she just let it go. She moved against him in a slow rythum, making her intentions completely clear.
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Post by grebe on Oct 7, 2012 14:24:58 GMT -5
Jared grinned widely as the feelings in her eyes writhed like angry snakes. The werewolf was very good at reading other people, and he saw through Maria like a pane of clean glass, which was like it just wasn't there because of his wolf eyes. Lifting his hand up to his temple, he brushed his darkened hair back over his head, and then pressed his cheek into her hand. Her lips were soft and damp, and he growled in her mouth as his tongue slipped in.
The muscles in his back flinched and twitched as she splayed her hand. He knew the desire for her burned in his eyes so strongly that it was starting to hurt his head. Pressing himself even closer to her, his lips curled as she moaned, and replied by kissing her harder. He was ready for this, and was willing if she wanted it. [/center]
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Oct 14, 2012 19:44:48 GMT -5
{So sorry Grebs, but I lost my muse for this thread Grrr. Oh well. DO u wanna start a new one??? Lol xD}
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Post by grebe on Oct 18, 2012 14:02:32 GMT -5
sure, just want to say that I might not be on enough to rp properly so shall we let these guys simmer for a while?
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