<span style="font-size: 12px">Cyrus had his eyes closed, his toned chest rising and falling with breaths that were in need of catching. A light sweet coated his body, enough that his silvery hair was pressed against his neck and forehead.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000"> "Maybe I should taunt you more." </span>He said quietly, a low tone to his voice as his golden eyes opened. His head turned to the side as he felt Pan's arm loop around his neck, feeling the warmth of his body. His lips parted with a heavy breath as he felt those lips meet his and he raised his arm as if he was going to wrap it around him, but paused and laid his hand back down along his own stomach, finger tips brushing Pan's side that he could reach. His tongue snaked against the other, tasting him before he pulled his head back and rested it as his eyes stared at Pan a moment.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000"> "I think I like you fired up..."</span> He tested with a small grin, his teeth glinting in the dark. </span><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 12px"><br/>
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The forest was dark, but the boys seemed to know where they were going. Their footsteps were quick and skilled, jumping fallen branches, taken to paths that had worn ways to them from their frequent travels. It wasn’t even noticed when two of them were snatched up, one by one. Gone. Nortan was the first to come up to the net, his eyes looking up in the dark to see the shadow of the large net and the even darker shadow of Tori inside it. He couldn’t tell what she was doing, but it seemed she had given up and was curled up in the little amount of leaves that were left which hadn’t fallen through it’s thick webbing. <br/>
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No sooner had he arrived another boy came up, his fox skin hood wet and looking a deep brown from the rain, even the ears didn’t stick up. A breath came from him, his brown eyes looking from Nortan up to the net before around. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b35900">“Where’s Billy and Tim?”</span> He asked curiously. Nortan shrugged his shoulders. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">“They were right behind me..”</span> He said blinking. That was a bit strange, but maybe the two were drunker than they had realized and slowed down. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">“Hmm..We’ll…it would have helped if they were here.  Hey Tori! Were going to get you down!”</span> Nortan said and the fox male grinned.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b35900"> “How soft of a landing you think we can give her?” </span>He asked grinning as he walked over to the rope that was tightly held by the weight. He pulled out a sharp hatchet wielding it in the dark about to swing down.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"> ‘No!”</span> Nortan gasped.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"> “You’ll kill her doing it that way! It has to be gentle, Damn Connor.”</span> He shook his head rubbing the back of his wet hair a moment while he thought.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"> “Geh. I dunno what were gunna do. I didn’t really think about it..”</span> He said sheepishly grinning now.<br/>
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Tori had her hands wrapped around the netting looking down at the two boys. Well it was about time! She narrowed her eyes a bit, squinting into the dark as she tried to hear what they were doing, but the dripping of rain through the leaves was muffling what they were saying.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff"> “Hey! You going to get me down?!” </span>She called with a huff, she was soaked to the bone at this point. Her long hair cold against her neck and clinging to the tunic she wore of Pan’s. Why wasn’t <i>he </i>here getting her?<br/>
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It was then a shadow trailed past her, her head turned and she felt an uncomfortable chill crossing her skin. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff">“You guys! Hurry up!” </span>She called down and Connor looked up. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b35900">“God she’s demanding.” </span>He grumbled running his finger along the blade before tapping the sharp edge on the rope.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000"> “Alright Nortan…I’mma cut it. Your gunna catch her, she can’t be that heavy.”</span> He said weighing back the hatchet ready to swing. Nortan’s eyes widened and he stared up to where Tori was, his arms going out and he turned his head closing his eyes. Connor laughed wildly. Oh Nortan had no idea what he was doing, Tori wasn’t going to have a soft landing at all. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b35900">“You sure that’s how you want to catch her?”</span> Nortan nodded bracing himself. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">“Just do it! All the foods going to be gone or cold!” </span>He yelled.<br/>
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Connor didn't need to hear anything else! That was exactly what was on his mind! Get the girl and then get back to the party. With a wild cry the hatchet snapped the rope and it wet flying into the air. Tori let loose a shrill scream as gravity seemed to be pulling her down, her hands held the net tightly as her face went ghost white. She didn't know what do as her stomach went up into her throat and she felt the air leaving her. She couldn't even scream any more. Connor was watching, it may have been dark but he saw it and he went still. There was the shadow and before Tori's body was halfway to landing, it did something he never witnessed. It pulled Tori from the net, shredding it. It was then off with Tori.<br/>
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Nortan let out a shrill scream of his own as the net fell on him and Connor rolled his brown eyes. The male under the net thrashing. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">"Oh my god I missed her!" </span>He cried as Connor snatched the net pulling the pieces off him. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b35900">"Get up, dummy. Pan took care of it..."</span> He said slowly before looking around. Still the other two hadn't shown up, he knew they didn't get lost. Maybe they had turned around headed back?<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b35900"> "Get up Nortan, let's go." </span>He said hooking his hatchet on the loop at his side.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b35900"> "You also scream like Tori..." </span>He said kicking a pine cone at him before walking off. <br/>
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</span>​</div><div style="text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 12px">Tori wasn't quite sure what happened. No she was, it felt familiar, like when she was pulled from home. There was nothing caring about this feeling of being moved, it was all a blur. She was suddenly dropped outside of Pan's door, her feet pressing into the wet wood. Below she could smell a fire that was smoking from the opening of a tree base, the sounds of wild laughter and men's voices going off. They sounded like they were having a good time. She looked over to the railing, her clothing was wet, soaked and dripping. Her eyes narrowed and she turned back to Pan's door.<br/>
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Her hand reached out and she pushed the door open, she saw his form right away, an anger in her that caused a tunnel vision. She didn't even notice Cyrus. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff">"What the hell Pan!?"</span> She stood drenched, his tunic clinging to her form, her nipples pressing against the fabric. The tunic clung to the curves of her hips, pressing against between her legs and along her thighs. Cyrus jumped from the sudden door swinging opening, slamming into the wall before swinging shut. It was then Tori noticed the male there and her eyes went from one to the other. Cyrus then Pan. Pan to Cyrus. Then finally back to Pan and a heated feeling crossed her cheeks. Did they...did she just walk in?.. She swallowed taking a step back. <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff">"I..um.."</span> She took in a breath. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff">"Pan I want to go home."</span> She said clenching her jaw. Letting Ecko take her off like that, putting her up in a net in the woods, leaving her in the rain. Who knew how long that had been!? Longer than an hour. Then he didn't even come to get her! She was brought back and come to find them in his bed! Her face blushed more despite her demand. Plus her clothes were drenched outside. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff">"Why did you even bring me here if you were just going to leave me out there!"</span> She finally yelled as her pulse started to race.<br/>
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Cyrus raised his eyebrows, his fingers pressing into the bed a moment before glancing towards her garments hanging up in near by. Well...this was a little awkward for him. But he found the site of her a bit satisfied, all wet and almost exposed. It was nice to see someone yelling at Pan, not that Cyrus had ever done it..but he wondered what would come of it. He thought about leaving, but stayed settled where he was, like this was his bed and not Pan's. She wanted to go home, Cyrus kept that scoffing laugh inside himself. She really didn't think he was going to take her back...did she? No one ever left...</span>​</div>