When Wolves Play || MSL || Short.
by Istiana Komenenos
Topics: Marcus Leocadus, Istiana Komenenos, Playful Scene
The sudden mood took her, the quiet of the world them as the rain fell. Striding up to him, she locked her lips to his, pressing him back into the column behind him, her hands gaining purchase against his belt. As abruptly as it began, it ended. "That's better." Istiana crooned, deviously sauntering off on her way.
Marcus
She was as predictable as the mountain winds and that's what made Marc love her so, an enchantress whose whims were unknown even to fortuna and she'd strike out as so and light a flame of desire so potent that it'd turn any man to wolf, the mischief in the notion and yet so strategic, so perfectly timed, the rain buying her the element of surprise, moving up to the giant of a man with a felid grace before striking ever so gracefully, just enough to hear a pleasured growl from him at the kiss, but just as hands swayed to grasp her, she slipped, oh no marcus, not that easy, this one you'll have to chase, the hunt is always on !~
With a swiftness unbecoming of his formidable stature, Marcus strode forth, Istiana did him no mercy in kindling such an unforgiving desire, though even she, the goddess clad in tyrian silks, had overlooked but one thing, moving as she did, the luscious sway of sculpted hips calling to her mate as such, how could Marcus have resisted
THWAP
Istiana
The swat of his hand caused a yelp of surprise to usher from her lips. She deserved it, Istiana had tempted him, stoked the fire within him in such a way, all the while knowing what beast she was playing with. Spinning on the balls of her feet, then teasingly backing away, a sultry smile on her lips. Istiana was not done playing it would seem
Marcus
A moment of caution seized him as he instinctively reached out for Istiana afterwards, moreso from her yelp than anything before she made a swift retort, escaping him yet again, a slow grin laden with mischief settled upon his own features as she began backing up to where the rains fell, barely an issue for someone quite as deft and swift as her but to Marc it was certainly upping the stakes, droplets fell viciously upon the marble floor rendering it slick and yet it shone under the moonlight, that smile of hers, she knew exactly what it did to him, he shed the pelt laden upon his shoulders and chased swiftly after his lover, like wolves galloping within the forlorn wilds, Istiana's teasing snicker as she so effortlessly swept past those clumsy attempts at embrace, forcing Marc to strategize, breaking into yet another run, before the slippery stone gave way sending him barrelling towards Istiana, sweeping her off her feet in a tumble as such, drenched as they were Istiana found herself perched upon her wolf, he couldn't help but look into those gorgeous emerald oculars and issue a laugh as his arms wrapped around her, kissing her so many times.
by Istiana Komenenos
Topics: Marcus Leocadus, Istiana Komenenos, Playful Scene
The sudden mood took her, the quiet of the world them as the rain fell. Striding up to him, she locked her lips to his, pressing him back into the column behind him, her hands gaining purchase against his belt. As abruptly as it began, it ended. "That's better." Istiana crooned, deviously sauntering off on her way.
Marcus
She was as predictable as the mountain winds and that's what made Marc love her so, an enchantress whose whims were unknown even to fortuna and she'd strike out as so and light a flame of desire so potent that it'd turn any man to wolf, the mischief in the notion and yet so strategic, so perfectly timed, the rain buying her the element of surprise, moving up to the giant of a man with a felid grace before striking ever so gracefully, just enough to hear a pleasured growl from him at the kiss, but just as hands swayed to grasp her, she slipped, oh no marcus, not that easy, this one you'll have to chase, the hunt is always on !~
With a swiftness unbecoming of his formidable stature, Marcus strode forth, Istiana did him no mercy in kindling such an unforgiving desire, though even she, the goddess clad in tyrian silks, had overlooked but one thing, moving as she did, the luscious sway of sculpted hips calling to her mate as such, how could Marcus have resisted
THWAP
Istiana
The swat of his hand caused a yelp of surprise to usher from her lips. She deserved it, Istiana had tempted him, stoked the fire within him in such a way, all the while knowing what beast she was playing with. Spinning on the balls of her feet, then teasingly backing away, a sultry smile on her lips. Istiana was not done playing it would seem
Marcus
A moment of caution seized him as he instinctively reached out for Istiana afterwards, moreso from her yelp than anything before she made a swift retort, escaping him yet again, a slow grin laden with mischief settled upon his own features as she began backing up to where the rains fell, barely an issue for someone quite as deft and swift as her but to Marc it was certainly upping the stakes, droplets fell viciously upon the marble floor rendering it slick and yet it shone under the moonlight, that smile of hers, she knew exactly what it did to him, he shed the pelt laden upon his shoulders and chased swiftly after his lover, like wolves galloping within the forlorn wilds, Istiana's teasing snicker as she so effortlessly swept past those clumsy attempts at embrace, forcing Marc to strategize, breaking into yet another run, before the slippery stone gave way sending him barrelling towards Istiana, sweeping her off her feet in a tumble as such, drenched as they were Istiana found herself perched upon her wolf, he couldn't help but look into those gorgeous emerald oculars and issue a laugh as his arms wrapped around her, kissing her so many times.
Moderators: Ravenesque Istiana Komenenos (played by Ravenesque) Marcus Leocadus (played by Tyranoth)