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Adult ++
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Lycan in Love
Hmmm, I posted this in the am. It was there when I checked this morning. I came back to look up something at 4:30 and the chappie was missing. What the hell??? I have reposted.
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Kisses, kudos and kristmas kookies to the Loyal who are still kicking around the dessert cart: Ay!!! Lavcea; rainy; k; hallowseve; piglet; roseil Sapphera; lone_child; darma; romanticfae; marin liliz; crmson vixen; rosemary; milkxness; ayachan; fawnheart; mystic 87; tash; laur; AAG; duelriel; hellborn_phoenix and spirit.
I appreciate that you hopped on my little bandwagon. I’m like, wow, some of them picked out obscure references. They actually read my work! Woot!! Others, I’m going, Bruce and Xavier? Uh….no….nononono. Bruce maybe foxy in a Lycan way, but he’s lesser status and he can’t get X, or Sex or Az or Skelly. Haley…I don’t think so either. He’s a prince and I doubt Ping would condone that. Maybe someone from the Imperials. Still pondering that one. Pyotr and Manu is a definite. Hmmm, there must be a frog…I’m thinking of a fractured fairytale with the winglets, but nothing has solidified as of yet. Skell and Lanny is in the works, but it’s a slog, (just like Skell did to me during the writing of Clove) X and Armor – ah yes. Hallway sex on a polished floor just isn’t romantic enough. I think a little apple cinnamon pie in order for those too. Another suggestion was for the birthing of Cillian or at least sex without Hades being snookered. Another suggestion that came out of left felt for me, Haley x Armor. Eh? I know they have a sexual sensi relationship but it never been physical between them. Maybe something happened to change it…right now, don’t know.
Masque: Author’s realization – this is why Claudius quit drinking and being an indiscriminate lover. Hades (ahem) brutually taught him the error of his ways.
Cake update: I am up to editing chapter 17. My goal is still to get it in final draft form for the publisher by January 1, 2008. While the story is not changing much, the details, baby the details are being added and my monster is getting larger and better. (imho)
Soooo, on with the show.
As always, ENJOY!
Lycan in Love
By
Kiix
Word Count:1300
Completed:Decmber 2, 2007 at 9:05 a.m.
Lycan soloist - Vladimir
It was absolutely absurd that he would blow off a run. As it was, he knew he was due for a dressing down when the family pack got back but…they would know his heart wasn’t in it if he did go. The House was quiet now. He wandered back to his bedroom and opened the blinds to let the light of the moon shine in. He flopped himself down on his narrow bed and stared at the wall. No, he stared at a poster. No, he stared at his heart.
You couldn’t even see his eyes because of the sunglasses but he knew that they would have to be as beautiful as the rest of him. A whine broke from his throat. So beautiful, so desirable and so far away. He could feel his lust begin to stir. No, this was more than simple lust. He was seventy-five year old Alpha Lycan. He was way beyond simple lust. He let his hand trail down his neck down the mid-line of his chest down to his briefs. He narrowed his eyes and regarded that still image. Others had seen that photo and thought the model was stunning and the next best thing since spandex. From the first moment he lay his Lycan eye on it, he knew it was a Vampire. Humans just can’t reach that level of perfection; of sensuality.
Grandfather had seen his interest and explained a few facts of life for him. Mainly that in the west, Vampire and Lycan are at each other’s throats…in a bad way. He had also pointed out that the Vampire in question was in flame. When Vladimir looked at him strangely, Grandfather laughed so hard he ended up having a coughing fit.
“A Vampire in Flame is like a Siren’s song. You cannot resist it. You will not resist it. When a Vampire flares up, they need sex. If it’s a young one, like that one in the picture, their partner usually ends up dead because they cannot control it. It’s almost like a rut with them. It’s sex or die.” Vladimir nodded left his Grandfather, rather disturbed.
He had offers of mating. He was the second Alpha son to the house. He would never get the prime females, but the proposals that were being brought to him were promising. He could get into a fine house. Father a couple of litters. But…he was trapped by a Vampire’s siren song. That red hair was like a flame beacon. He would gladly throw himself on the fire for him. For just a single look from the red headed Vampire.
“Sex.”
His hand reached in and freed his throbbing member. He could imagine himself there at the photo shoot. He wanted to be that mysterious hand dipping to the waistband of that kilt. To have the opportunity to touch that soft warm flesh. Vladimir used the side of his thumb and circled his navel. He was sensitive enough because of the full moon. He began to stroke his cock as he imagined himself with Sex, the supermodel.
He had been complimented on the skilled with his mouth in the past. Boy/Boy lust was a natural thing when females were in charge. The males just had to wait until some female chose them. No female expected a virgin mate. They would be in sorrowful disappointed if they did. Vladimir licked his lips. He could gladly offer his mouth up to his love any time, any where.
He had tried to imagine what color his love’s eyes were but the sunglasses offered double protection. Vladimir ended up on the Internet searching the western entertainment news until he found another photo. A candid photo. Green eyes. The color of jade from the mountains. Beautiful. Mysterious. They suited him perfectly.
Vladimir stroked his cock as his eyes narrowed to mere slits. What would it be like for Sex to be in flame. Nothing about Vampires on the Internet was true based on what he knew personally and what his Grandfather that told him. He would agree with his Grandfather any day. The red flame would complement his red hair. That skin was fair. You could probably see every flush of passion as it burned under his skin.
As usual, his peak was coming too fast. He closed his eyes completely and imaged himself over top of his love. That red hair would be spread out across the pillow like a sun’s corona. Those jade green eyes would be dark with passion. That red flame, that was so telling on a Vampire that he was in sexual need would be burning for him. Vladimir had yet to hear his love’s voice but a sweet smile and reaching arms were enough. He groaned and a low howl broke out of his throat as he came in his hand.
The heat of passion flared out and Vladimir found himself locked back into regret. Here he was jacking off to a poster. He had a duty to his family pack. He was supposed to get married soon. His mother would pick out someone from the proposals he received. If only…
If only…
If wishes were horses…the banquet would be festive. How could a vision like that even look at a Lycan? Sex was probably life mated to someone. He would have to be, he was just too desirable to left to his own devices. Besides, he was half a world away. He would never get to meet him.
Now his cooling cum was beginning to get to him. He slipped off his bed and headed to the bathroom to clean up. His brothers would kid him hard if they knew he was stroking his own orgasm to the face on a poster.
The family wouldn’t be back from the run until the light of day. He padded through the quiet house. The ringing of his blackberry startled the hell out of him. Only another Lycan would be calling him at this hour. He found it and opened the text message.
/There is a call for challenge for a new Alpha Pack. Only hand picked candidates are being contacted. Don’t tell anyone, text message only. /
Vladimir headed to the kitchen tapping out his reply. /Who is it for? No new packs in the for two hundred years./
/Emperor of the Vampires. New pack for his court in the west./
The bottle of milk Vladimir was holding crashed to the floor. Milk splashed everywhere.
/When? Where?/
/Details to follow. I will take this as an affirmative. You will challenge?/
/Yes./
/Will contact you in a couple of days./
Blood pounded in his ears. This was it. It was a sign. If he could make it on the Emperor’s pack, he could leave the House without his family disowning him. He could go to the west. He could find that model. He would hunt down Sex. If he wasn’t mated…a shiver went through his body. “Sex could be mine.”
This was the first time he had called his love’s name out loud. “Sex…my beautiful Vampire. My name is Vladimir Gregorski. I will hunt you down. I will find you and when I do…we will be lovers.”
He didn’t voice the secret desire in his heart. /We will be mates./
He snapped back to the lake of white milk that was all over the floor. He signed and began to clean it up. It wouldn’t do him any good if his Mother took off his ears because the kitchen was a mess. He got on his hands and knees and wiped everything up. A smile quirked his lips and a hunting howl was in his heart. The hunt was on.
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Kisses, kudos and kristmas kookies to the Loyal who are still kicking around the dessert cart: Ay!!! Lavcea; rainy; k; hallowseve; piglet; roseil Sapphera; lone_child; darma; romanticfae; marin liliz; crmson vixen; rosemary; milkxness; ayachan; fawnheart; mystic 87; tash; laur; AAG; duelriel; hellborn_phoenix and spirit.
I appreciate that you hopped on my little bandwagon. I’m like, wow, some of them picked out obscure references. They actually read my work! Woot!! Others, I’m going, Bruce and Xavier? Uh….no….nononono. Bruce maybe foxy in a Lycan way, but he’s lesser status and he can’t get X, or Sex or Az or Skelly. Haley…I don’t think so either. He’s a prince and I doubt Ping would condone that. Maybe someone from the Imperials. Still pondering that one. Pyotr and Manu is a definite. Hmmm, there must be a frog…I’m thinking of a fractured fairytale with the winglets, but nothing has solidified as of yet. Skell and Lanny is in the works, but it’s a slog, (just like Skell did to me during the writing of Clove) X and Armor – ah yes. Hallway sex on a polished floor just isn’t romantic enough. I think a little apple cinnamon pie in order for those too. Another suggestion was for the birthing of Cillian or at least sex without Hades being snookered. Another suggestion that came out of left felt for me, Haley x Armor. Eh? I know they have a sexual sensi relationship but it never been physical between them. Maybe something happened to change it…right now, don’t know.
Masque: Author’s realization – this is why Claudius quit drinking and being an indiscriminate lover. Hades (ahem) brutually taught him the error of his ways.
Cake update: I am up to editing chapter 17. My goal is still to get it in final draft form for the publisher by January 1, 2008. While the story is not changing much, the details, baby the details are being added and my monster is getting larger and better. (imho)
Soooo, on with the show.
As always, ENJOY!
Lycan in Love
By
Kiix
Word Count:1300
Completed:Decmber 2, 2007 at 9:05 a.m.
Lycan soloist - Vladimir
It was absolutely absurd that he would blow off a run. As it was, he knew he was due for a dressing down when the family pack got back but…they would know his heart wasn’t in it if he did go. The House was quiet now. He wandered back to his bedroom and opened the blinds to let the light of the moon shine in. He flopped himself down on his narrow bed and stared at the wall. No, he stared at a poster. No, he stared at his heart.
You couldn’t even see his eyes because of the sunglasses but he knew that they would have to be as beautiful as the rest of him. A whine broke from his throat. So beautiful, so desirable and so far away. He could feel his lust begin to stir. No, this was more than simple lust. He was seventy-five year old Alpha Lycan. He was way beyond simple lust. He let his hand trail down his neck down the mid-line of his chest down to his briefs. He narrowed his eyes and regarded that still image. Others had seen that photo and thought the model was stunning and the next best thing since spandex. From the first moment he lay his Lycan eye on it, he knew it was a Vampire. Humans just can’t reach that level of perfection; of sensuality.
Grandfather had seen his interest and explained a few facts of life for him. Mainly that in the west, Vampire and Lycan are at each other’s throats…in a bad way. He had also pointed out that the Vampire in question was in flame. When Vladimir looked at him strangely, Grandfather laughed so hard he ended up having a coughing fit.
“A Vampire in Flame is like a Siren’s song. You cannot resist it. You will not resist it. When a Vampire flares up, they need sex. If it’s a young one, like that one in the picture, their partner usually ends up dead because they cannot control it. It’s almost like a rut with them. It’s sex or die.” Vladimir nodded left his Grandfather, rather disturbed.
He had offers of mating. He was the second Alpha son to the house. He would never get the prime females, but the proposals that were being brought to him were promising. He could get into a fine house. Father a couple of litters. But…he was trapped by a Vampire’s siren song. That red hair was like a flame beacon. He would gladly throw himself on the fire for him. For just a single look from the red headed Vampire.
“Sex.”
His hand reached in and freed his throbbing member. He could imagine himself there at the photo shoot. He wanted to be that mysterious hand dipping to the waistband of that kilt. To have the opportunity to touch that soft warm flesh. Vladimir used the side of his thumb and circled his navel. He was sensitive enough because of the full moon. He began to stroke his cock as he imagined himself with Sex, the supermodel.
He had been complimented on the skilled with his mouth in the past. Boy/Boy lust was a natural thing when females were in charge. The males just had to wait until some female chose them. No female expected a virgin mate. They would be in sorrowful disappointed if they did. Vladimir licked his lips. He could gladly offer his mouth up to his love any time, any where.
He had tried to imagine what color his love’s eyes were but the sunglasses offered double protection. Vladimir ended up on the Internet searching the western entertainment news until he found another photo. A candid photo. Green eyes. The color of jade from the mountains. Beautiful. Mysterious. They suited him perfectly.
Vladimir stroked his cock as his eyes narrowed to mere slits. What would it be like for Sex to be in flame. Nothing about Vampires on the Internet was true based on what he knew personally and what his Grandfather that told him. He would agree with his Grandfather any day. The red flame would complement his red hair. That skin was fair. You could probably see every flush of passion as it burned under his skin.
As usual, his peak was coming too fast. He closed his eyes completely and imaged himself over top of his love. That red hair would be spread out across the pillow like a sun’s corona. Those jade green eyes would be dark with passion. That red flame, that was so telling on a Vampire that he was in sexual need would be burning for him. Vladimir had yet to hear his love’s voice but a sweet smile and reaching arms were enough. He groaned and a low howl broke out of his throat as he came in his hand.
The heat of passion flared out and Vladimir found himself locked back into regret. Here he was jacking off to a poster. He had a duty to his family pack. He was supposed to get married soon. His mother would pick out someone from the proposals he received. If only…
If only…
If wishes were horses…the banquet would be festive. How could a vision like that even look at a Lycan? Sex was probably life mated to someone. He would have to be, he was just too desirable to left to his own devices. Besides, he was half a world away. He would never get to meet him.
Now his cooling cum was beginning to get to him. He slipped off his bed and headed to the bathroom to clean up. His brothers would kid him hard if they knew he was stroking his own orgasm to the face on a poster.
The family wouldn’t be back from the run until the light of day. He padded through the quiet house. The ringing of his blackberry startled the hell out of him. Only another Lycan would be calling him at this hour. He found it and opened the text message.
/There is a call for challenge for a new Alpha Pack. Only hand picked candidates are being contacted. Don’t tell anyone, text message only. /
Vladimir headed to the kitchen tapping out his reply. /Who is it for? No new packs in the for two hundred years./
/Emperor of the Vampires. New pack for his court in the west./
The bottle of milk Vladimir was holding crashed to the floor. Milk splashed everywhere.
/When? Where?/
/Details to follow. I will take this as an affirmative. You will challenge?/
/Yes./
/Will contact you in a couple of days./
Blood pounded in his ears. This was it. It was a sign. If he could make it on the Emperor’s pack, he could leave the House without his family disowning him. He could go to the west. He could find that model. He would hunt down Sex. If he wasn’t mated…a shiver went through his body. “Sex could be mine.”
This was the first time he had called his love’s name out loud. “Sex…my beautiful Vampire. My name is Vladimir Gregorski. I will hunt you down. I will find you and when I do…we will be lovers.”
He didn’t voice the secret desire in his heart. /We will be mates./
He snapped back to the lake of white milk that was all over the floor. He signed and began to clean it up. It wouldn’t do him any good if his Mother took off his ears because the kitchen was a mess. He got on his hands and knees and wiped everything up. A smile quirked his lips and a hunting howl was in his heart. The hunt was on.
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