Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)
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				Title: <strong>Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 02:17:03</strong>
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				Remus was not having a good time. He had been away from his tribe for several moons now, moving through lands that he only knew from old stories and songs. He despaired of ever returning to his homeland, but he knew that to turn back now was to invite a slow death. The forest around him was lush and full of life, but every day he felt more abandoned by the god and the ancestors, because every day that passed without finding a solution for his tribe's problem was another day that they moved closer to extinction. For all he knew something disaster had already wiped out his tribe, but he had to keep hoping, hoping that they survived and that someone would find a cure.<br><br>But he was so tired. The wolf-man stopped and sat on a mossy rock, breathing heavily. He wasn't a small man, in fact he could be intimidatingly large when he was prowling with his adze in hand. Now though, his grey fur drooped and the black ruff that marked him as one of the Nightstripe clan that almost hidden. On an impulse he laid back on the rock, muscular chest moving slowly, trying to blank his mind and just rest, but it wouldn't let him. That horror that stalked his clan, the reason he was out in this strange land, kept invading his thoughts no matter how hard he pushed it away.<br><br>It had been just three months ago, at the start of the birthing season. All the women of his tribe were ripe and full with child, and like the rest of the expectant fathers Remus was jubilant, helping prepare the proper sacrifices and making up a den for the mother of his children. He couldn't be exactly sure who it was, of course, tribal relationships being what they were, but he knew the proper decorum for a man with cubs on the way and he had reacted appropriately. No one had expected the horrors that were to await them.<br><br>The women went into labor and the first of the birthings happened, but they were all wrong. The cubs were deformed, or dead when they passed out of their mother, or so tiny that they could be held in a warrior's closed fist. None had survived, and the howling and wailing lasted for days; even when they had left, their chief was still marking himself with ashes in the hopes that his castigation would please the spirits. At the advice of the shaman, the chief sent all the warriors out into the world and into the forest, looking for an answer. Remus just hoped someone found one before his tribe passed out of memory.<br><br>The wolf-warrior growled and threw himself from side to side before curling up on the rock, depression threatening to overtake him. If he stayed here long enough, could he just melt into the stone and stop worrying about this?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 02:35:29</strong>
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				She was humming. Softly to herself, a jaunty little upbeat kind of tune. It didn't seem to have much of a refrain, just a light bit of a music that kept to the muffled rhythm that her dainty hoofed feet made against the soft, verdant ground. She walked with a purpose, though not much of a rush. Here and there she stopped, poised gracefully still to inspect the leaves of a low-hanging branch or bent to shuffle a beetle out of the path of her hooves. It made for slower going certainly, but it was her way. She wouldn't make much of a guardian if she wasn't willing to take the time to help that which required her attention. And the small things were in no way lesser than the larger.<br><br>It was Artemisia's duties that had her traveling once again, far from where she had temporarily settled previously. She had heard though the songs of birds and the secret language of the trees that there were those that needed her. Many that needed her in fact. She had set off without any hesitation.<br><br>Nor much forethought, or so it would seem to the uneducated onlooker. Her appearance would no doubt be shocking to any human, or indeed many other civilized creatures. The petite thing wore no clothing over her cool, pale lily-green skin, although she was flush with pink blushes of freckles. The only thing she carried at all on her person was a long, looped belt slung loosely around her perfectly curved hips, it held a few bags in which she kept all manner of useful and interesting bits from her journey.<br><br>Her tail swished behind her, balancing each pointed-hooved step she took and every so often she had to duck her head so as to avoid her antlers hitting lower tree branches and foliage.<br><br>Eventually she stopped walking, though her little melody continued sweetly to resonate. The dense forest and undergrowth had very suddenly opened into a large clearing. There were stones, where there must he a little spring bubbling up somewhere as there was a little, crystal-clear pond.<br><br>It looked too perfect to be altogether a random occurrence of the forest. Perhaps she's nearly arrived?<br><br>And of course, as her midnight-blue eyes fell upon the massive form of the wolf warrior she knew by some instinct she alone possessed that this creature would indeed lead her to latest mission. She approached him with no hint of fear or hesitation. Artemisia was not a creature of caution, nor truly did she had any reason to be. She was more than capable of defending herself, although she didn't think that would be necessary here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 03:14:04</strong>
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				Remus shivered on the rock, caught in the throes of his depression, floating in a black pit. He might've drifted off to sleep at some point; his mind wasn't very together, as he pondered the end of his people. Eventually he came out of it, though. The beating of his heart and the feel of cool stone on his skin, of the apping of water close by, of the scent of green growing things all round him, brought him back.<br><br>In fact, there was one scent in particular that transfixed him. It was something he hadn't smelled in a long time, something with connections that almost threw him back into his depression. It was a female scent, the scent of something lovely and alive and very close. Remus raised his head and saw her. She was slim and lovely, with exotic skin and antlers rising from her lovely head.<br><br>Remus slowly sat up, uncurling his long body and crouching low on the rock. He was almost as naked as she was, only really wearing a slim leather baldric holding his adez and a few other tools. He didn't reach for any of them, though, keeping his eyes focused on the kirin woman in front of him. "Who... who are you?" He inhaled deeply, taking in her scent, the scent of growing things and women and musk. He felt a stirring in his core, a primal urging that he had never learned to ignore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 03:40:13</strong>
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				She smiled, and her features took on an even more girlish quality, her curls bouncing around her face with each motion of her head. Although despite the youth in her features and her expressions nothing seemed to diminish the way that sex rolled off her nubile form in careless waves. She strode forward several slow, measured steps forward as her long, tuffted tail bobbed behind her.<br><br>"I am Artemisia." Her voice was musical and light, as though laughter might as easily tumble from her soft, pink lips as easily as words. Her fingers knitted together before her, her elbows straight. It was a gesture that somehow, seemed completely natural rather than the awkward betrayer of unease that it may have been from someone else. The position also served, whether by her intent or not, to press her swell of her breasts together and out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 03:51:29</strong>
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				Remus couldn't stop his eyes from wandering up and down Artemisia's body, drinking in the sight of her, his head filling with her scent. It was making it hard to think, as his body wanted to react in other ways. "Who are... where are we?" He stood and then crouched again, trying to hide his very obvious physical reaction to her... scent, her presence, the aura of desire and sex that seemed to hang around the disarming little creature. He shuffled forward nonetheless, reaching out to run his hand through her violent mane. He was almost panting, trying to hold things together when his body had <em>very</em> different ideas. "I've never.... Seen anything... Like you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 03:59:43</strong>
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				"I'm simply myself." Her smile flitted across her features again as she leaned her head into his touch, almost nuzzling into the fur of his paw. Her finger tips caught the light oddly and seemed to be made of the same hard keratin of her hooves, they darted through the thick fur at his chest as she slowly combed her hands against him. "And I am here to help you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 04:11:33</strong>
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				Artemesia's hand on his chest felt like fire, felt like lightning, leaving his muscles trembling in the wake of her light touch. The panting, too, had been a bad idea. His head was more full of her than ever, and any questions he had were buried under a single, rock-hard purpose and filled his mind and swept aside any caution. He pounced in a single long uncoiling of muscles, catching her and bearing her to the ground roughly.<br><br>Before he knew it his muzle was in the crook of her neck, taking in more of her scent, his tongue lapping out and tasting her. His need was almost painfully hard and he ground it against her belly, his hips beginning to move according to primal needs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 04:25:55</strong>
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				For her part, Artemisia's body seemed to be perfectly content with this direction of events. She was already growing moist and wet between her thighs, and her pert, pink nipples were hard and firm against his fur. It was an odd feeling, and it tickled of all things. It drew a laugh from her plush lips, a laugh that was in no way less arousing than any other part of her.<br><br>She sighed softly at his ministrations at her neck and arched her back to run the slick length of his cock against the flat of her belly.<br><br>Although, if all things went as they should her belly would not be flat for long.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 10:31:00</strong>
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				Remus moved his hips, his cockhead rubbing against Artemesia's wet slit. He was large, so much larger than her opening; it seemed impossible that he could enter her without ripping her apart, but he seemed bound and determined to do just that. It was difficult, though; he kept rubbing against her, getting purchase for a blissful second or two before slipping out.<br><br>It was supremely frustrating, but the wolfman's lust-addled mind wouldn't let him pull away to try a different position. Instead, his clawed hands reached down to Artemesia's taunt butt, gripping it and lifting her hips in the air, providing just the angle he needed to line up and finally enter her.<br><br>He gave a howl of victory as he plunged his cock into her warm, willing pussy. He thrusted against her, short, jackhammer strokes as he raced towards the edge of his climax with reckless abandon for anything but his own need.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 16:14:26</strong>
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				Her breath caught in a gasp in her throat as the creature (whom she'd failed to get a name from, no matter, she was in no hurry) breached her at last, his cock&nbsp; pushing deep into her receptive cunt before he began his mercilessly fast, harsh pace. Though she perhaps preferred, of course, when her own pleasure wasn't disregarded she understood the poor wolf's plight. The creature was hardly in his right mind and there would be time for all of that later. For the time being she seemed content to hang on; her arms coming up and holding tightly to the fur of his shoulders and her legs wrapping around his hips.<br><br>Still, she was unable to be completely unaffected by the harsh, borderline violet fucking she was receiving from this wolf man and his massive cock. Her cunt grew still wetter around him and her moans were enthusiastic and carelessly loud.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 22:28:18</strong>
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				Remus worked against the forest creature roughly, his mind blank except for the primal sensations of his tongue on her skin, her fingers digging into his shoulders, his shaft plowing into her pussy, and her heels pressing against his back. He grunted in time with the wet sounds of their hips coming together.<br><br>Finally he barrelled over the edge, his knot expanding and stretching Artemesia even further, plugging her pussy as he exploded into her. He howled in triumph and glory and mind obliterating pleasure, his hips still grinding against her. Even as he poured a river of cum into her, though, he licked at the crook of Artemesia's neck. "My name," he panted, "is Remus."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 22:37:24</strong>
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				She groaned with the satisfaction of being filled by his seed and being stretched and plugged up by his massive, swollen knot. She caught her breath as he likewise panted against her neck, her careless smile gradually forming back on her features. "Please to meet you Remus." And she did giggle then, in her girlish way. Whether it was because of the absurdity of her greeting or simply her way.<br><br>Her hands relaxed their hold on his fur, dropping down to rest on the soft grass beneath her. They were still, of course, stuck like this and would be for a bit. But already her stomach bulged slightly from the amount of seed he'd fucked into her. And it was indeed more than he ever would have cum with abither partner, as if her magic was taking hold on his body as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 22:51:15</strong>
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				He panted above her, filling her up, his hips making small movements of his own. "I'm sorry," he said finally. "I've never done anything like thiiIIII--" He trailed off an arched his back, his muscles tensing as a particularly large wave of cum slammed into his mind, almost like a second orgasm. He dropped, panting, pinning Artemesia beneath his muscular body for a minute, before he realized what he was doing and raised himself off her. "I don't normally do this sort of thing," he said lamely as his cock continued its work. "Would you... would you like to be on top?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 01:34:39</strong>
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				"I would enjoy that very much, thank you." Using her hips and her legs, still wrapped around his hips, she rolled him onto his back so that her knees were now planted on the ground astride him. It was a particularly impressive show of strength, especially considering the brutal fucking she'd been (and still technically was) on the receiving end of. Just as Artemisia was no blushing maiden, she was no delicate flower either.<br><br>From her new position above him, the gentle swell of her stomach was more prominent, although that could have partially been because of the continued spurts of his seed up into her. Content to milk him to the last drop she began to roll her hips against his swollen knot, this particular motion driven also by her own pleasure seeking. The massive intrusion pushed up against her inside passage, achingly good and tight.<br><br>"Mmm... This is very nice."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 02:04:12</strong>
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				Remus was prepared to help her move, but Artemesia hardly needed it. Now he was on the bottom, being straddled by the beautiful woman, feeling his still-hard cock being milked by her glorious, wonderful, tight passage. He growled and thrust against her, his hips moving in a steady rhythm, occasionally growling and arching his back off the ground as a large spurt passed through him. His hands gripped her hips, then moved up <br><br>"Do you usually do this," he panted, thrusting against her. "Walk the forest... looking for a man... and riding him all day?" He squeezed his eyes shut and arched his body, feeling yet another orgasm building. It began to dawn on him that he had never cum this powerfully, or this long before. "What," he panted, "are you doing... to ME?!?" He yelled and thrust hard, squeezing her breasts almost painfully, spilling more of his seed into her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 02:35:11</strong>
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				"I would never call your body to an action that it did not wish for." She panted as he harshly kneaded her breasts, she could feel the onset soreness to her nipples though they hadn't started quite yet to swell with the milk she would need to nurse the pups that would be soon on their way. His body would <strong>eventually</strong> stop, though already her stomach has grown bigger than it had been when he'd started to cum. "It is simply nature's way of keeping the proper balance to things."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 03:48:00</strong>
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				He moaned underneath her, his hips moving against her, that motion slowing down as the last bit of his cum finally flowed out of his cock and into Artemesia's womb. He panted in exhaustion, feeling lethargy in every muscle in his body. "That was... pretty amazing." His hands moved around to her back and he pulled her down into a kiss, his lips and tongue moving slowly against hers. "You are pretty amazing. I've never felt anything like that." His knot began to deflate, but with how tight Artemesia's pussy was it would still be some time before they could pull apart without pain. "What exactly are you, little woman?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 04:05:10</strong>
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				She smiled against his lips as he kissed her, humming softly again against his mouth. When he pulled away she giggled at his questions, even going so far as give his nose a lick before she replied. She drew her head up and cocked her neck slightly to the side.<br><br>"I am myself. What else would I be?"<br><br>And she certainly was. Very few other creatures could have been fucked with such vigor and come out looking not a bit worse of the wear, more over, looking as though she'd enjoyed herself rather a lot. "And you, and your people, need me. So I came."<br><br>She brought a hand down to her swollen belly, she certainly didn't look so swollen as to look pregnant, but there was a distinct difference to the flat smooth planes of her stomach before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 12:49:37</strong>
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				Exhaustion washed over Remus's body, and his instincts wanted him to simply sleep; his arms went around the woman in front of him and he breathed in her scent. His body wanted to go to sleep just like that, with his knot still in her, keeping her in place. Her words tickled something in his brain and he forced himself back to wakefulness. "Wait. What do you know about my people?" He started to push himself up, but after a minute he gave up and laid back on the ground. "How have you heard about us? How can you help us?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 18:04:35</strong>
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				She winced a bit as he attempted to sit up, before he thought better of it. With his cock still knotted inside of her passage it was hard for them to move much at all. Idly, she wondered just how long it would be before they could be on their way. She had, of course, more work to be done.<br><br>"Those companions of your people that see all and fret for your survival. The trees tell of some great wrong done upon your people, and the wind sings a song of sorrow and death. How could I not come to you at their behest?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 00:24:30</strong>
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				Remus was feeling strangely exposed, in front of this woman who was already full of his seed. Maybe it was because of that, or maybe it was just because enough time had passed, but his knot finally deflated to the point where his cock slipped free of Artemesia's pussy, freeing them from each other. The warrior rolled her off him and stood. His legs were still shaky but he made his way to the pond and started cleaning himself, picking up palmfuls of water and wetting down where his fur had gotten dirty, or patted down with sweat and sexual fluids. He started scrubbing at his fur, his back purposefully turned to to Artemesia.<br><br>After a few minutes he turned back to her, his teeth bared. "How can you say you know about us?" he demanded. "Is our shame the talk of the forest? Do trees and bushes point and laugh at us, do the birds count the days until my tribe has left the world? Do the clouds count us as we die one by one, and there isn't anyone else to replace us?" He kicked at the ground impotently, raising a spray of dirt. "What we've just done isn't any proof that there is anything that can help my people!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 00:49:26</strong>
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				She allowed him the small degree of privacy that his sudden surge of modesty seemed to demand, although she'd made a little moan all the same as his deflated knot slipped from her body: ever the wanton creature she always was.<br><br>When he turned back to her, all fury and teeth, she held her ground. Shes stood while he'd cleaned himself, put her wild spill of curls back into some semblance of an order. She met his angry gaze without fear or mockery. <br><br>"The trees and the brush, the clouds and the birds... You are truly a fool if you think so little of them, Remus." And finally, there was something in her voice other than mirth and sunny, guileless joy. "What has befallen your tribe is a crime for which there shall be payment, but you lash out from your place of pain at those who wish you only well." She stepped towards him, her eyes level but firm. "We will not speak of this again, in this manner. Your questions will be answered in time."<br><br>She walked past him, carelessly turning her back to him. When she reached the pool's edge however she did not step in to wash herself. Instead she knelt at the water's edge and slowly cupped handfulls of water over herself. She paused slightly as she scooped water over her breasts, now starting to swell noticably larger than they had been before. "It will be dark soon. We will rest here, and in the morning you will take me to your tribe." The tone in which she spoke was simple and matter-of-fact.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 01:53:51</strong>
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				Remus settled down once he realized that Artemesia was not intimidated, almost cowed just by her strong presence. This fit with what the fertility goddess had heard of the wolf tribes, the females tended to rule even if the males were much more assertive. In true fashion, once he spotted a cave near the lake's edge Remus took it on himself to cut the few concealing bushes away and laid some branches and loose leaves down on the interior, creating a softer surface for them both. Then he disappeared into the underbrush, tossing his adze lightly.<br><br>Some time later he returned, a brace of plump birds hanging from his hand and an armful of kindling on his other side. He laid the birds out in front of the cave and began working at a fire before dressing the game.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 02:46:48</strong>
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				She waited patiently as he puttered about preparing their lodgings for the evening. She feared no creature of the natural world, ao she was more often than not found sleepong outside "exposed", but she seemed content to let his instincts run their course.<br><br>When he returned she was playing idly with herself, her odd fingers stroking the lips of her cunt, rosey red and flush either from the current attention she was paying herself or the solid fucking she'd recieved before. As she pinched and rolled a nipple in the other hand, her chest swelled and grew with the attention, her breats now almost absurdly large and heavily swollen with milk
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 03:12:50</strong>
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				Remus stared at Artemesia's exposed cunt as he approached, but he quickly bent to his tasks. Still, he could hear hear soft whimpers behind her as she played with herself, and smell the scent of sex rolling off her pert body. He worked quickly, trying to focus on building the fire, but even from Artemesia's position behind him she could see him growing harder, see him pause more than once to sniff deeply and fill his head with her scent and her neediness. In almost no time at all the flames were licking up out of the fire, and the wolf warrior turned to face the forest creature.<br><br>"I can't believe you," he said, rubbing at her thighs. "Do you really want sex that often?" He began to advance on her, his hand running up her thigh and spreading her legs open wider and wider, exposing more of her wet slit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 03:28:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggled at him, her hands still working over her body. "You mean you don't?" She laughed again, her eyes bright with mirth and mischief.<br><br>She was a fertility goddess after all. Sex was, usually, at the top of her list of favorite things.<br><br>Artemisia took her hand from her huge, swollen breast and brought it down to join the other between her legs. She parted the soft lips of her cunt with her hands, exposing the slick inner folds of her passage to him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 03:45:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Remus growled and moved himself forward, running his muzzle up her thigh. He buried his nose in her cunt, inhaling her feminine scent and even blowing hot air across her lower lips. His tongue moved out and he started licking, slowly at first, running his tongue up the entire length of Artemesia's slit and savoring her taste. He growled in approval, the vibrations traveling through his muzzle and into her pussy, as his arms traveled up her back and half-lifted her off the ground. His member was growing hard between his legs, but for the moment Remus's entire being was focused on coaxing more honey out of the goddess's sweet box.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 07:28:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm... That is nice." Artemisia crooned, her fingers stroking through the fur on his head as his tongue worked against her. She had already gotten herself slick and wet from her own attentions, but his tongue working against her soft, sensitive bits only furthered the excitement that had begun to course through her body. She allowed him to lift her, to position her as he wished... so long as he kept his tongue and his muzzle against her. It felt sublime. "Deeper Remus... please."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 10:18:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The wolf lifted the goddess, almost standing her on her own head as he tried to find the best angle to penetrate her and coax more of that wonderful, delicious honey from her. Her hands stroking through his hair and her approving words only drove him on to push deeper, licking at her inner walls and flexing his tongue, trying to penetrate and stimulate her at the same time.<br><br>It wasn't working. He couldn't get <em>deep</em> enough, dammit, and the need burning in his loins demanded that he lick all the way to her core. He shifted, and soon he was on his back with Artemesia above him. From that position he could let gravity and her own wanton movements work in his favor, the goddess's own weight almost impaling her on his licking, probing, questing muzzle while he attacked her pussy with his tongue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 10:46:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The new angle seemed to be working for her as well, as she fisted her hands in the fur at the ruff of his neck. The angle, and his tongue and the humming vibrations of his muzzle were all driving her closer and closer to the edge since their further actions had warmed her up so thoroughly but had failed to actually bring her to orgasm.<br><br>With a musical cry climax finally washed over her, her cunt practically pouring her honeyed juices down onto his tongue as she rode out her orgasm on his tongue. Her nipples tensed and a creamy white substance beaded at the center from the pleasured forces of her release. She gradually came down with her breath coming in happy, pleased pants from her smiling lips.<br><br>"T-thank you Remus..."<br><br>She released her hold on his fur... Running her hands up the ever-growing bump of her belly up and over her breasts.She locked her fingers together at her neckline. Truly she desired nothing more than to play with her sore and swollen breasts, to milk them of their contents and relieve herself of the weight... They were already leaking just because she'd been brought to orgasm. Still, she knew that they had grown, and filled for a reason, so she refrained with slight effort.<br><br>At the rate things were going it was possible that she wouldn't be waiting terribly much longer. Perhaps as soon as tomorrow?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 11:03:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Above him the dam broke and he lapped at her honey, drinking greedily as it poured down and soaked his muzzle and his face. He broke away from her pussy, panting. Every breath smelled of her and sex, and his erection was a throbbing need between his legs. It was so hard to think properly, but he forced himself to at least say "Welcome."<br><br>He lifted Artemesia again and laid her down on her back, holding himself over her, letting his cock hang free and running his head up and down her thighs. "So hot," he muttered. He leaned down and bit lightly at the crook of her neck before dipping his head lower, licking and kissing at her breasts. "Taste... so good."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 18:15:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighed his tongue licked over her breasts and nipples. "That feels lovely."<br><br>Artemisia could feel that his cock was ready for another round of fucking and she certainly was not going to deny him that. While she was quite sure the reaction of her breasts alone was proof positive enough that she'd conceived the first time, she was not a creature to shy away at the chance for another round. She allowed her body to slip back to the ground from where he had positioned her higher, her legs were a bit shaky from the force of her orgasm just prior anyway, particularly considering how hard and fast he'd fucked her the last time.<br><br>She reached out for his cock, taking it in her hands and running talented fingers down the engorged length. "Fuck me again Remus."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 22:25:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He didn't need any more invitation. His hips moved forward, and with Artemesia's practiced and guiding him he entered her with his first thrust. She gripped him down below, wet and warm and velvet-soft, and he moaned at the sensation. He began moving against her, slow and steady; he almost pulled out entirely before ramming in again, their hip touching and with the heat between then growing.<br><br>His mind was entirely consumed by that heat, leaving no room for rational thought, and so his body acted on instinct. There was a wonderful scent coming from her breasts an so he licked and kissed them, circling ever closer to her nipples. The scent drew him in, and below long he was licking and sucking those sensitive nubs of flesh, working them between his teeth to get that the wonderful thing he could smell in them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>30-10-2014, 23:19:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She almost came again right then and then when he began sucking on her breasts. Her hands moved up to grope and grab the massive, swollen flesh as he sucked. It wasn't long before he was sucking out the honey-sweet milk that they countained. Her milk was, like everything about her, special. Though it was intended for her children of course, anyone who drank it would reap the rewards her magical body had to offer.<br><br>Her milk made the drinker stronger, and resistant to all types of sickness and malady.<br><br>"Yes..." She moaned, even as she rocked her hips against his cock as he thrust inside her. "Drink. Drink deep. And... oh... yes fuck me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>31-10-2014, 12:52:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Remus kept his movements slow and controlled, building up the moment with deliberate, delicious slowness. Before it had all been about urgent, primal need; this time he wanted to feel Artemesia squirm underneath him, here her moan and demand his cum. Damn if she wasn't tight, though! He grunted with each thrust, trying to keep his mind and focus, but it wasn't easy and it was growing more difficult with each passing moment. As his cock slid in and out of her passage and that wonderful, delectable heat grew between them, his loins and his muscles wanted to speed up, to clench and explode inside of her, to take her and fill her pussy again, and again, and again.<br><br>But he wouldn't. This was to be about pleasure, and he would give both of them pleasure, dammit! He dimly noted that the breast he was suckling at wasn't giving as much milk as before, so he switched to her other nipple. He'd never tried something like this before, but it seemed to please Artemesia. He tried to focus on the sensation of drinking her milk, of teasing the nipple until the warm fluid flowed out, and letting the sweet liquid flow down his throat, but even that charged his body and set his nerves on fire. He was pumping into her, and in response she was pumping into him, and it seemed impossible to hold off flowing into her for much longer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>31-10-2014, 16:05:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was moist and tight and wonderful around him, mewling up with a symphony of moans pleasure sounds. Her body was truly made for this. "Come for me Remus" She panted, her body writhing beneath his as he thrust deliberately slow and deep into her body. "Fill me with your seed." Another wave of pleasure rippled through her body as he brought her to another release as she spoke.<br><br>Her insides tightened and convulsed around him, as if pulling him still deeper inside of her. A renewed wetness surged around his cock as the fucked back and forth inside of her, the liquid squirting out from the junction of their hips as he reached the apex of his thrust.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>31-10-2014, 22:32:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was so wet and sweet underneath him, so willing and wanton. It was impossible for Remus to hold back. He hilted inside Artemesia and his knot expanded, sealing her entrance and sealing them together as his cum poured out of him, for the second time that day. His mouth came off her nipple as he howled in pleasure, the sound reverberating in the small space and mixing with Artemesia's screams.<br><br>He panted and his hips moved in small thrusts as his seed poured into her. Part of his mind wondered how much cum he had left after his explosive orgasm earlier, but mostly he was concentrating on the pleasure of the moment. He reached down and embraced Artemesia, kissing her deeply as his body rubbed against hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>03-11-2014, 02:25:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His cries were joined by her own voice: melodious with the aching-sweet bliss of their frantic joining. Her hips lifted from the earth beneath them as he found the deepest angle inside of her, and as his knot swelled up deliciously huge inside her it anchored her hips to him. She could feel the flow of his seed inside her once again, perhaps even more than he had come before (despite his half-thought worries on the subject.)<br><br>Artemisia's abilites would ensure that he came hard, and long. Soon her belly would swell and she would bare him the healthy litter of the pups he so, so desired.<br><br>As she slowly caught her breath once again, she wriggled her hips against the massive, swollen knot experimentally. "Mmmm... how lovely."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>03-11-2014, 04:18:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Remus chuckled dryly, then moaned as Artemesia's pussy flexed around him, drawing more and more of his cum out. He didn't even question it, simply riding the waves of pleasure as they came, cresting at regular intervals and interrupting any attempt at coherent thought. This time around he didn't fight it, he just reveled in the sensations, losing himself in the mindless pleasure of the moment as Artemesia dragged it on and on. "Feels... so good," he panted, momentarily in between orgasms. "Feeling... tired." He shifted slightly so he wasn't crushing Artemesia, though his knotted cock still connected them. He licked her one last time, then settled down against herself and drifted off to sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syrupy</strong> on <strong>03-11-2014, 05:37:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Artemisia could also feel the ebbing energy around them as he poured himself into her womb. She combed her fingers slowly through his fur, soothing repetitive motions for her own benefit as much as his. She could feel herself slipping pleasantly into sleep as she hummed a little melody that put a smile on her plush, pink lips... although perhaps she was smiling about something else entirely.<br><br>Her long lashes fluttered closed as she glanced down at the subtle swell of her belly, one hand sliding through Remus's fur to gently stroke the smooth lily-stalk skin there. <br><br>"Soon Remus. Soon."<br><br>...<br><br>When Remus woke, Artemisia had already risen. She'd been woken by the soft light of the sun, filtered down through the lush green canopy above them. And something else as well. In the time that they had slept, fitfully and peacefully in the circle of each other's arms, her stomach had grown and swelled. The roundness of her belly was positively massive in the verdant light. Still, she rose without issue, her heavy breasts pillowed on the top of her belly grown so immense. She strode carefully to the edge of the edge of the pond, wading in with a soft sigh of content.<br><br>She began to wash her smooth, freckled skin with careless casualness as she waited for her paramour to awaken.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Return to Love, to Life (syrupy x Raveled)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raveled</strong> on <strong>04-11-2014, 01:44:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Remus floated in comforting blackness, feeling like he was wrapped in safety and heat and comfort. It was the best sleep he'd had in weeks; and when he woke up he felt surprisingly refreshed.<br><br>The wolf warrior sat up, yawning and stretching. "Artemesia?" He looked around and caught sight of her, bathing in the pool. He rose and grinned lecherously, stalking over to her. When he got closer, however, the bulge of her stomach and her enlarged breasts were impossible to ignore. "Artemesia?" He waded into the lake with her, reaching out to place a hand on her stomach. "How... how did this happen? Just last night you were... flat!" He looked between her face and her belly. "Are these... Is this due to me?"
			</dd>
		</dl>
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