<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/0174171c-e66f-4ab6-a7ba-929501e1e254_zpsb8c689c1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/0174171c-e66f-4ab6-a7ba-929501e1e254_zpsb8c689c1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>'Nesii<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Astir<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Astir's House<br/><strong>When:</strong>Nightfall<br/><hr/><br/>'Nesii quickly discovered that while she might be the Second to the Pack Alpha, that wasn't going to matter here in Astir's house. Even after her growled threat, and the savage, demanding, way she'd kissed him, he didn't give her control, didn't loosen his hold on her or give her any slack between himself and the post she was trapped against. He maintained his control of the situation, and of her body, and that fact alone made small shiverings race down her spine and whimperings she was already feeding to him only grew louder.<br/><br/>If asked, she wouldn't have been able to tell the last time she had let a man have control of<em>anything</em>but Astir wasn't asking, he was simply claiming and while she wouldn't have tolerated it in the sparring circle, she relished it here in his house.<br/><br/>A sharp pulling against her hip, her loincloth being torn from her body, drew a low cry of surprise from her throat and made her eyes snap to his! For the briefest second the deerskin cord ripping had hurt, but the savagery of it more than anything surprised her. Perhaps this dance had been drawn out too long, though in truth, until tonight, she hadn't been certain how to end it. Being Ts'itu's Second didn't always make her the most approachable person to begin with. Along with that was the fact that most of the men she knew, she considered to be nearly pups, and that many men stopped being attracted to a woman who could outfight them, and her experience beyond using the sparring ring as a means of flirting, was extremely limited.<br/><br/>Such thoughts evaporated however at Astir's snarl and the sudden sharp pain at her throat! Teeth on flesh drew a fresh cry and this time there was no kiss to muffle it! Anyone outside was likely to have heard that sound and would know their Second was yielding to their Third...and relishing it! There was nothing of pain in that sound, though the bite throbbed where his teeth laid claim to her flesh, instead it was a sound of surrender and abandon, and one that carried an edge of that same threat she'd voiced earlier. Every moment he taunted her body, drew her closer to the savagery that lived within her wolf and if he stopped now she had no doubt that savagery would be unleashed upon him.<br/><br/>Naked against him, she wanted a whole lot more than the way his fingers were taunting her. She wanted what she could feel against her hip, moving inside of her! Letting him take her hand she chuckled softly as her fingers tried to curl around him but were hampered by the leather of his pants. Instead her palm rolled against the length of him through that leather, her voice dropping to a low growl as she spoke to him, "You're really overdressed for this!"<br/>