The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow & lover of the moon03)
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				Title: <strong>The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>18-06-2011, 20:54:59</strong>
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				The large wolf crept forward at a pace that would appear immobile to all but the most careful observers. His fur was charcoal gray with marks of black around his ears and eyes. The lower half of his face and his underbelly were steel gray. His eyes were pale brown. Larger than an ordinary wolf, he was about the size of a small bear.<br><br>The wind gently blowing through the trees, carried the scent of deer to the wolf. He crept ever so slowly forward, patiently getting closer to his prey as the sun moved closer to the horizon. He was hungry. The grass and plants of the past week were not enough. He needed meat. He kept his nose up, and ears pointed forward. Soon he would leap and the chase would begin.<br><br>But too late he smelled a second scent. Something was coming up from the side. A bear. No, the wolf thought. Then he heard it. The deer ahead heard it too and bolted. The wolf turned his head and saw the bear galloping toward him. Damn, the wolf thought. He turned and started to run. The bear was faster.<br><br>Angrily the bear reached out to swipe his claws at the wolf. The wolf dodged but only just. He turned and ran deeper into the forest. He knew why the bear was after him. He was trespassing. That he was hungry would make no difference to the bear. In days long past, the pack would have given protection, but the pack no longer existed. He was alone.<br><br>The wolf tried a hard turn past a tree, but the bear was not fooled. With a roar, the bear again struck at the wolf. This time the bear’s claws ripped the skin of the wolf’s shoulder. The wolf howled and tumbled to the ground. He managed to roll just out of the bear’s reach. Springing to his feet, he stopped and bared his teeth. The bear reared up and bellowed. The wolf leaped up, aiming for the bear’s neck. But the shoulder wound blazed in pain at the effort, and he missed his mark. He bit into the bear’s chest and was batted down with a swipe of the bear’s paw.<br><br>The wolf managed to land on his feet. Blood ran down his leg. He saw that he had managed to wound the bear, but not badly. Even so, the bear seemed more wary now. The wolf growled and showed his teeth. The bear made no move. The wolf backed up a step. The bear snorted and seemed satisfied. The wolf growled louder but backed up another step. The bear huffed and turned to lumber away.<br><br>The wolf watched the bear leave, and then turned to walk the opposite direction. He winced as he limped through the woods. He paused as he caught a faint scent. Smoke. He listened carefully. There was a fire, but not in the woods. He slowly walked toward the smell.<br><br>As he came to the edge of the woods, he found a log cabin. Smoke was coming from the chimney. If he was lucky someone inside would be willing to help. But not in his current form. An injured wolf was more likely to be shot than given help.<br><br>He growled in pain as he began transforming. The limbs grew longer, and the snout shrunk. The fur diminished over his body. The brown in his irises darkened to a muddy brown. He whimpered as he slowly changed from wolf to human. Stars filled his vision and the world seemed to become unsteady. The fur on his head gave way to black hair. His paws turned to hands and feet. The wound on his shoulder, however, did not go away. The world steadied a bit, and the stars retreated to the edges of his sight.<br><br>He crawled forward on his hands and knees for a few more moments. Finally he managed to stand up. He was naked, with thick muscles moving under taut skin as he slowly made his way to the door of the cabin. He was a tall, broad shouldered man with an athletic build. As he got to the door he began to feel light-headed. Sweat was starting to coat his skin, and he still carried dirt on his hands and feet.&nbsp; Blood trickled from his dirty shoulder wound.<br><br>He knocked three times, which is to say, his fist pounded three times against the door. He desperately needed food and time to heal. He leaned against the doorframe as he waited for someone to answer the door. Only an instant had passed, but he grew impatient. Again he slammed his fist against the door.<br><br>“Please...” he said as he felt his head start to swim. “Please... help...” He had wanted to call out to whoever might be inside the cabin, but his voice sounded faint. He closed his eyes. Had he been mistaken? Was there no one at home? He raised his fist again, but it barely brushed against the door.<br><br>I’m going to pass out, he thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 05:53:45</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris sat by her hearth molding the flames into shapes of animals as her stew cooked. Some elk meat with different herbs and potatoes. She hummed a magical tune to the fire, her purple eyes glowing with the magic flowing out of her. A wolf suddenly appeared and Daniaris wondered why. Then slamming of her door shocked her nearly out of her chair. Her pine green dress clung to her supple curves while raven black hair cascaded down her back in curls. <br><br>Standing she took some fire into her hands and walked to the door. She had fended off many men and animals, most said she was evil which she didn't all together mind. She was no more than 21 years of age and beautiful if only they saw her for who she was; a woman not only a witch. Opening the door her flames quickly snuffed out in her fist, she dropped to her knees and examined the naked man. He was bleeding badly from a wound, looked to be a bear attack. "Oh my goddess what happened to you" she whispered. Then she touched him, and she instantly saw images of a wolf running and howling. Taking her hand off the man she wondered what kind of magic he held. <br><br>"What in the world are you?" she said to the unconscious man. She began to hum again and his body slid inside and onto the bed. Shutting the door behind her then going to the sink and making a wash cloth hot and wet to clean the wood. Gathering some herbs and salves then quickly bandaging his wound she wondered when he would wake up.</strong></span></span>
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				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 07:26:20</strong>
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				He was half aware of the sensation of pins and needles, as if something sharp were crawling over his skin. Then there was softness, and he fell into a deeper sleep.<br><br>The dream was not a pleasant one. Something was wrong. He was in the woods again, running. He tried the hard turn once more, and he saw it in slow motion. The bear adjusted course. The bear reached out. The claws cut through flesh. And then the bear began to laugh.<br><br>“You’re alone,” said the bear. “I thought wolves hunted in packs.”<br><br>“I don’t,” said the man. He was now sitting against a tree, with his shoulder bleeding all over his arm.<br><br>“Something wrong with you?” asked the bear.<br><br>“Yes.”<br><br>“What?”<br><br>The man looked down at the ground. Where his blood dripped to the dirt, things began to die. The tree he leaned against withered and shriveled. Insects stopped moving and began to decay.<br><br>Then the bear began to scream. But the bear wasn’t a bear. It was a woman. And she screamed in horror. She was tall and slender. She had red hair that hung in curls down her back. She wore a simple brown dress.<br><br>“No. You don’t understand.”<br><br>“Monster! Devil!”<br><br>And then he was running again. This time people were chasing him. He ran and ran and ran and seemed to get nowhere. Somehow he could see behind him as he ran. He saw the man with the ax raise the weapon up and then begin to swing it down.<br><br>He grunted as he woke up in a sweat. The dream faded quickly from his mind as present sensations flooded in. His shoulder was slowly healing, but it was still in a great deal of pain. He tensed. Everything was wrong. He wasn’t leaning on the door of the cabin. He was on something soft that smelled of woman. The scent was too strong. She was here. In the room. She was bandaging his shoulder.<br><br>He resisted the urge to pull away. The woman smelled of magic. How was that possible? His eyes narrowed as he looked at her. She was attractive. He wanted to smell more of her. She aroused lustful desires. He again had to resist his impulses. But his muscles remained tense. He unconsciously readied for an attempt to escape. And he did nothing to hide the arousal caused by the way the woman flooded his senses.<br><br>“Sorry. I...” He was not a man of words. “Thank you.” He managed a small smile for her. “Where?” He looked around to indicate his question was about the cabin.
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				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 16:52:54</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris stroked the man's forehead with a cool cloth as he struggled in his dreams, he seemed to be having a nightmare. Then he woke up and she wondered why his muddy brown eyes made her heart jump. "Here drink" she whispered, holding a cup of healing herbs that tasted like vanilla and cinnamon tea, if he drank that two times today he would be fully healed by tonight. Then he could leave if he wished, most hated her presence so she had gotten use to being alone. <br><br>"You are in my cabin and about one days ride away from the nearest town." Daniaris hadn't been to town since she was a little child. She had ran away bloody and torn, she swore never to go near humans again. Standing up she went to the table and brought him some stew and a large piece of bread. "You need to eat then just get some more rest, if you want more let me know." she gave him a warm smile as she handed him the bowl. Daniaris had never been with a man but she knew their anatomy just like she knew her own. When their penis got hard they were either aroused or had just woken up. She put a sheet over him blushing and then sat in a chair by her table watching him. <br><br>"You can use your arm, it may be sore but you can use it. So want to tell me why you have a bear wound and are still breathing? Or would you like to tell me why you smell like a wolf and the scent of magic is coursing through your blood?" Daniaris had always been forward and never afraid of the consequences. She knew that many different magical creatures existed so either he was a shifter or a werewolf. She however never met either so she could not tell the difference.</strong></span></span>
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				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 19:39:05</strong>
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				He took the cup from her and sipped. The liquid did not taste bad. It was sweet and a little spicy. Vanilla perhaps, definitely cinnamon. And medicine. She was trying to help him. Maybe.<br><br>He sipped the medicine that tasted like candy as he listened to her explain where he was. A day’s ride, she said. On foot he would be at least two days, maybe three, away from town.<br><br>He watched her walk away and then bring him some food. She looked as good as she smelled. He was wary of her, but he could not deny she was stirring baser desires. He wondered why someone who looked as she did was out in the woods alone in a cabin.<br><br>He nodded to her comment about eating and resting. He put the cup down and took the bowl of stew from her. There was meat in it. He suddenly felt very hungry indeed. He growled softly as he brought the bowl to his mouth. He drank some of the broth and felt the hot liquid run down his throat into his chest. He relaxed a little and sat up. He lowered his face to the bowl, and began to eat.<br><br>He paused when the woman pulled a sheet over his lower body. The sensation of the soft fabric sliding over his skin made him tense his muscles again. He had to control himself.<br><br>Then the woman started asking questions. He looked at her over the edge of the bowl. She was sitting in a chair and watching him. He growled for a moment and then stopped himself. He slowly lowered the bowl. She had reason to wonder who she was sheltering in her cabin.<br><br>“Was hungry. Hunted on bear’s land. Fought the bear.” He shrugged, which made him wince. “Ow!” He lifted a hand and pointed at himself. “Wolf.” He lifted the bowl in his hands. “You?”<br><br>He swallowed more broth and then glanced at the bread. He put the bowl down and began to swiftly eat the bread. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 19:54:14</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 9pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Well if you are a werewolf then your hunger is a lot more than that." she stood up and made another, larger bowl of stew putting it next to his bed with half the loaf of bread. She was smiling warmly making sure he knew he was safe. He was extremly attractive and it took everything she had not to kiss him.<br><br>Wolves were hunted but then again so were witches, they should be able to get along. Before she did anything stupid, she sat on the floor beside the bed closest to the hearth. Putting her hand to the fire she took some into her palm and began to play with it. If he got scared and ran she would understand but she would not hide what she was in her own home. "My name is Daniaris and I am a witch." she said proudly. <br><br>Making the fire turn into the wolf form she saw last night. "Wolf this image was in my fire the second before you slammed repeatedly on my door. I wondered where it came from now I know" she put the flames back then looked at the wolf gauging his reaction. <br><br>Her eyes were most likely glowing the bright purple they always glow when she preforms magic. She waited for him to run out screaming telling her she was evil, that's what always happened.</strong></span></span>
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				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 20:57:36</strong>
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				The woman brought him more food. He was amazed. She seemed unafraid. She smiled at him. He was a friendly smile to be sure, but there was something else to her expression. Warily he sniffed the new food.<br><br>He watched her sit down on the floor. His eyes widened as she seemed to grab a handful of fire. She announced herself. She was a witch. He tensed and moved himself back. If she was threatening him with fire...<br><br>But then she made the fire seem to take the shape of a wolf. How was that even possible? How was she possible? He looked from the fire to her eyes. Her eyes were purple now. What was she?<br><br>He sniffed the air as she returned the flames from her hand to the fireplace. She did not seem to be threatening him. He sensed no fear or anger. He did not understand. The woman made no sense. She brought him food, then revealed she was a witch with power over fire. Was she just establishing her ability to defend herself? Maybe. He was not so sure. But he was hungry.<br><br>He moved closer to the food again. He sniffed it. It didn’t smell of anything bad. He grabbed the large bowl in both hands and began to eat. He kept looking to her over the edge of the bowl as he ate. Some broth spilled down his chin and landed on his chest. He moved to hold the bowl with one hand underneath and reached out to grab the bread with the other hand. He took huge bites of bread and swallowed them down almost without chewing. He drank broth from the stew.<br><br>Maybe she was okay. Maybe.
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				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 21:16:10</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"When you're done eating I need to look at your wound and then give you more medicine. Then tonight you will be healed enough to leave." she stood up and went to the kitchen, coming back with a rag she wiped off the food from his chest then left it on his chest. Daniaris didn't see at as an intimate touching but her hand against his bare skin made her desire for him even worse.&nbsp; She sat again by the hearth but on her knees staring into the fire. <br><br>He seemed wary of her now and that hurt her feelings more then it should. If she just showed him she was good maybe he would come to accept her. "I thought wolves hunted in packs. Where was your pack to defend you?" she whispered. Again she stuck her hand into the fire and pulled out the flames. Sitting back she made a rabbit hopping around in her hands then a wolf pounced on it and the flames dissapeared. She was getting better with the fire, she needed to practice with water and earth. Looking back at the wolf she wondered if he would stay, she liked his company. <br><br>Daniaris was tired of being alone but she didn't know how to fix it. Sighing she stood up and wrapped her arms around her large chest and bit her lower lip. "You can stay her tonight if you like wolf" she said before walking to the door and going out then turning left to go to the waterfall. She needed to be alone with her feelings, she felt to vunerable also she needed to practice water. Sighing she wondered why the wolf had such an effect on her.</strong></span></span>
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				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 21:59:17</strong>
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				He nodded as she spoke of more medicine. She seemed trustworthy enough in that. Then she left, leaving her scent in the air. When she returned, she had a rag, and she began to wipe food from his chest. The scent of her was strong. He was tempted for a moment to throw the food down and grab the woman. But then she stopped and left the rag on his skin.<br><br>He smelled it then. She was starting to want him. He had to close his eyes and struggle not to act. But his erection twitched. He watched her move to the heath and kneel by the fire. She asked about his pack. He stopped eating for a moment. She moved and did something with the fire, but he did not see what. He considered how to answer her question.<br><br>Before he spoke, she stood up. She crossed her arms, drawing his attention to her chest. She spoke, giving him permission to remain at the cabin for the night. Then she walked away as he watched her hips.<br><br>He more ravenously attacked the food she had brought him. Broth spilled from the corners of his mouth. He chomped his way through the bread. When the stew was consumed, he belched. He dropped the bowl to the floor.<br><br>He laid back on the bed. He thought about the woman. She was probably kind. He wondered again why she would be alone. Why had no man taken this black haired beauty? And how was she a witch? How had she come to such power?<br><br>He touched his still erect penis. No, he thought, he was not going to masturbate in the woman’s bed. He certainly wanted to though. But that would be ungrateful. He sighed and let go of his cock. He turned to lay on his uninjured side. He felt tired again. His body was trying to turn the food into fuel for repairing his shoulder. He closed his eyes and was soon asleep.<br><br>He dreamed of the woman. She came to him and removed her green dress. She slipped down beside him and began to stroke his cock. She spoke in soothing tones about wanting him, about wanting him to remain, about wanting him to touch her.&nbsp; The dream was soon full of caresses, of hands stroking flesh, her breasts under his hands, lips and tongues moving over sensitive skin, hard flesh wrapped in warm, wet flesh. He moaned faintly as he slept.
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				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 22:19:36</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Walking back to her cabin after practicing for 3 hours with water and earth. She had a smile on her face as she thought of how great it was to control the elements. When she entered she saw the wolf asleep, yet he seemed to be in pain because he was moaning. She went to him and sat next him on the bed, carefully taking his arm she shook his gently. <br><br>"Wolf you're dreaming. Are you okay? Are you in pain?" she put her face near his to gauge the pain. She didn't know he was having a sex dream, much less about her. Stroking his face she tried to get him to wake up so she knew he was not in pain. If he was in pain that would mean something was wrong and she didn't want him to die.</strong></span></span>
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				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 22:36:02</strong>
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				He was roused by her shaking his arm. She was saying something, but he was only half awake. But as he blinked, her face was right there. The scent of her filled his nostrils. His fingers were suddenly sliding into her hair He pulled her head to his and kissed her mouth. His other arm reached out to pull her torso to his. He could no longer tell if this was a dream or not. But she smelled good, and tasted better. He pressed her body to his and felt her warmth. His hard erection pressed against her thighs.
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				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 22:48:25</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Kila gasped and almost screamed as the wolf pulled her into bed with him. She couldn't help herself he smelled amazing and felt even better against her. She kissed him back with all the pent up passion a women could hold. Running her hands over his body she loved the feeling of his skin against her but then she felt his erection against her thighs. Pushing him back he would find she was a lot stronger then human women. Taking a deep breath she cupped his face and made him look at her. He was half asleep when he started this so he might still think she was a dream. <br><br>"Wolf you need to listen to me. I have never been with a man in my life, never been kissed or held. I am not willing to give you my virginty with out knowing your name" in all honesty she was tired of calling him wolf. Kila knew he wasn't going to stick around but if this was her only chance to have sex with the sexiest man she had ever met then she damn sure was going to make the most of it. Her legs were on both sides of him and one of her hands ran down and back up his chest to show she wasn't scared of him. </strong> </span> </span> &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>21-06-2011, 03:29:44</strong>
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				The woman pushed back against him. He blinked his eyes. He was confused for a moment before he realized he was awake. The woman put her hands on his face, and he blinked several times more. She was trying to tell him something.<br><br>Virginity? He blinked again. She was straddling him and rubbing his chest. He moved his hands to grab her arms, and then he twisted to pin her to the bed. His cock throbbed. He stared down at her and tried to think past the lust.<br><br>Something had happened, and he was unclear just what, that had her in his arms, and then she had said something. Said she was a virgin. How was that possible. This woman made no sense. She said she wanted his name. She smelled of arousal. She was not afraid. He smelled magic on her, but there was no hint that she had placed a spell on him.<br><br>Briefly he leaned his head down and sniffed her mouth quickly. His eyes narrowed.<br><br>“Drust of Pack Taranis,” he said with some pride. “Don’t know you. You smell good.”<br><br>Thinking clearly was getting more difficult. He felt his blood pumping in his crotch. She did smell good. She smelled of woman. She smelled of lust. He shook his head and growled.<br><br>“Don’t know you. Want you. Want you strong.” He was staring down at her face. Saliva dripped from his mouth. “Hard... uhn. Hard to not fuck.” He shuddered. His hips dipped down, and he stopped himself. “Uhn. Smell good. Magic. Know you have power. Been kind. Gonna hurt. Maybe lot. Say now or go.”<br><br>He shuddered hard. His cock was aching. Her scent was filling his head. His desire was stronger than he could remember having experienced before. It was a struggle to hold back. He doubted he could restrain himself much longer.
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				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>21-06-2011, 16:14:48</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 9pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris shivered as he said his name, it was a good strong name, she like it a lot better then wolf. His words were less human more primal. Underneath him she could see his very hard and impressive member. <br><br>Biting her lower lip she looked back into his eyes her purple eyes dark with lust. "I am Daniaris" she whispered then kissed him softly. Her hands stroking where they could from where he pinned her arms. Licking his lower lip softly and teasingly before laying her head back and wondering what he would do next. <br><br>Wolves were facinating creatures, she wondered how this wolf would act.</strong></span></span>
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				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>21-06-2011, 18:17:08</strong>
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				He barely understood her words. But she did not leave. He held himself in check a moment longer. His body began to tremble with the strain. He growled. Still she did not leave.<br><br>He let go of her left arm and reached down to grab her dress just over her lower abdomen. He ripped the fabric, tore the dress open. The scent of her washed over him and he growled. He grabbed her left arm again, pinned it to the bed. His hips pushed down and brought the tip of his erection to her crotch. He stared down at her almost as if to apologize for not restraining himself. And then he pushed into her.<br><br>His body pushed down, demanding her body yield to him. He roared at the sensation. She was tight. He felt the resistance of her hymen only for a moment. He pushed hard down to her. Between her tightness and the throbbing of blood in his cock, the sensation was a mixture of pain and pleasure.
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				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>21-06-2011, 18:36:38</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris felt a primal instinct when he growled down at her, she liked that sound. Smiling as he ripped her dress she arched her hips up to him and ran her nails down his chest. His animal side seemed to bring out the same in her. When he stared down at her before pushing inside her she say something close to regret, she didn't like that. <br><br>Then he broke into her, she yielded to him and took deep breaths to relax but when he she felt a sharp pain she screamed. Her back arching then she moaned loudly as she got use to the feeling of his huge cock inside her. Taking a deep breath she looked up at him shaking and panting as she slowly moved her hips and then leaning up and biting his shoulder hard. Being a witch she felt his inner animal and it called to her to be just as primal.</strong></span></span>
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				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>21-06-2011, 19:30:39</strong>
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				The woman screamed and he felt her body arch up to him. And then she leaned up to bite his shoulder. Any restraint he had was shattered.<br><br>His hips pushed down, pinning her to the bed. With a feral growl he began to fuck her. He bucked to her, rammed his cock to her body over and over. The sensations made him growl and grunt all the more. He leaned his head down to her delicious smelling flesh. He bit into the junction of her neck and shoulder.<br><br>His teeth pressed hard to her skin. He growled into her flesh. She tasted good, inflamed his lust. His hands gripped her arms tight. He thrust down to her, shoving her to the bed repeatedly, grinding down to her crotch, pushing himself as deep as possible.<br><br>He lifted his head and roared. The pressure in his loins had been building from the moment he entered her. And now the pressure was getting hot. He could feel the demand for release. His cock throbbed painfully. He growled and barked. He was staring down at her but not really seeing her. The scent of her was overhwelming. Spittle dripped from his mouth. He needed release. His hips slammed down harder.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 05:06:26</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Feeling his hips begin to ram into her, Daniaris started to moan loudly and drag her nails across his back. He made many animal noises and she responded by tightening and moaning his name. She had never felt such a mixture of pain and pleasure. After a few moments though she felt the pleasure take over, pushing her towards what seemed like the edge of a cliff. <br><br>Gasping and holding on to him his final thrusts sent her over the edge. Screaming his name she felt her walls constrict and flutter as the orgasm ripped through her veins. Her juices flowed out onto his cock then to the bed as she laid back panting and shaking.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 05:39:19</strong>
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				The woman was screaming again, and the sound seemed trigger his own orgasm. He roared out as he felt the release of semen. He bucked down to her body, the eruption of cum made more intense by the tight clenching of his cock by her inner walls.<br><br>His body was trembling as the climax faded. He was breathing hard. His body glistened with sweat. Slowly, he pulled himself out of her.<br><br>He stared down at her. He watched her panting and trembling. He knew she was not, but she seemed almost weak and frail. She had said she was a virgin. He blinked as he tried to think. What had he done? Why had she come to him? Why had she been there? Why had he been so hungry for her?<br><br>He moved to lay beside her. He pulled her to him and could not help but smell her hair again. He held her in his arms as they lay on their sides. He tried to speak between gasps for breath.<br>&nbsp;<br>“Who... Who are you? What are you? How...” He almost asked how she could have been a virgin, but his mind had cleared enough to know that question might seem like an insult. “You smell like a woman. But there is something else. You have no fear of me. I don’t understand.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 06:08:45</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Her mind was still black as he pulled her to him, then she heard him sniff her hair. Taking a deep breath she leaned back and looked into his eyes. He looked as if he had just woken up and she didn't think that was good. She felt his seed deep inside her so she was sure that it wasn't a dream. "Well I guess you were half asleep when you started this. I'll repeat myself. My name is Daniaris and I am a witch. Sorry if that makes you regret what just happened but I do not Drust." she searched his eyes wondering if he even cared. <br><br>Many men had tried to get into her bed, mostly forcefully but they all either ran out screaming or were burned to ashes. She had finally given herself to a man and she was worried that he would think it a mistake.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 06:25:22</strong>
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				He did recall that she had given him her name, but the memory was foggy. But his mind was clearing. Now that some of his base desires had been sated for the moment, he seemed able to think more clearly than when he had first arrived.<br><br>“I recall your name,” he said with a nod. “You seem to be more,” he said, half talking to her and half thinking out loud. “Not just a witch. Something more.” Then his mind turned to the rest of what she had said.<br><br>“Regret? Why? I don’t understand you.” He paused briefly. “Something you’re not telling me.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 06:34:18</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris didn't understand his words, tilting her head at his questions she wondered how to make him understand. "I'm just a witch, I can control the elements of fire, water, and earth. I can also talk to animals. And the reason I feel you regret this is because I woke you up thinking you were hurting. Then you pulled me on top of you and then you asked me to make sure I wanted to have sex. If you regret this then let me know now Drust" she sat up, covering her breasts with the sheet.<br><br>&nbsp;Looking down into his eyes she felt pain in his heart. She hated being able to feel others feelings but she couldn't help it. Trying to focus on his words and her questions, rather then his lips and how warm his legs felt against hers.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 06:51:04</strong>
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				This woman was confusing. Just a witch. She seemed like no witch he had ever heard of. She was not some woman chanting half formed spells or making potions that were little more an herbal teas. She claimed to control the elements. Did she not know how powerful she was? Why did she now cover her chest with the sheet?<br><br>“No regret. You wanted it. I wanted it. Wanted it since first saw you. Nothing to regret. You are beautiful woman. You smell good, sexy. Hard not to want. You must know this. You mock me?”<br><br>He looked into her violet eyes. Was she sad? Did she regret their actions? He did not understand this woman or why she seemed to call to something deep inside him. There was some mystery here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 07:00:03</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>She listened to his words and then sighed running a hand through her unrully hair. "No I really wanted it and hell I would do it again....You smell really good too" she smiled down at him. Leaning her hand down she stroked his face and then leaned down kissing his forehead. She laid back down next to him smiling, running her hand over his chest and shoulders. <br><br>"I'm sorry I've never been with a man and it feels really nice to just touch you....You're warm and god you smell amazing. Why is that? Why do you smell like...saftey" she whispered more to herself then him. Shaking her head and smiling, she tried to cover up what she had said. "I mean you smell like the forest" and he did, like up turned earth from running through it for days.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 08:56:57</strong>
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				He smiled when she said he smelled good.<br><br>He liked the way she touched him. Her hand was soft. He listened to her while watching her lips move. He liked the way her lips looked. Particularly when she smiled.<br><br>He was not sure how to answer her question. He was silent for a few moments as he looked to her eyes. The light of her magic seemed to have faded, but still they were violet, and he had never seen such eyes.<br><br>“Don’t know. I spend much time in the forest when in wolf shape. But there is also legend... not the right word... myth.<br><br>“Once elf and wolf friend were in woods. Elf was...” He shook his head, then his eyes brightened as he thought of the word. “Was proud. Cut down trees without renew... re... without planting again. Earth spirit in forest not happy.” He shook his head to emphasize the point. “One day while elf and wolf friend were in forest, earth spirit challenge... confront. Elf was too proud. Earth spirit got angry. Captured elf and wolf, took them into dirt.” He lifted his hands. One hand he held flat, parallel to the bed. The other he held as a fist and moved from above the first hand to well below it. “Down. One way to survive. Elf made magic. Elf and wolf combined strength to escape. Dig out.” He pawed at the air. “But were changed. Now one.” He held up the index finger of each hand and brought them together, placing one in front of the other. “And took with them dirt too. Some say earth spirit made together... made elf and wolf one. But we smell always as dirt and tree and grass and clay smell.” He shrugged as if to say he did not know whether the story was true. <br><br>“Maybe I just too long a wolf.”<br><br>He realized he was relaxed. He had not felt this way in a long time. Something about this woman did not make him wary as other people always did. But he should be wary of someone with such power, he thought. <br><br>“You are different. You,” he said as he he touched her chest, “are not afraid of me.” He touched his own chest. She was powerful. Of course she was not afraid.<br><br>“Why no man?” he asked without really thinking about it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 21:53:22</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris realized while he spoke he had been in wolf form a long time. His speech was different, like he had a hard time forming words but she loved listening to his voice. Stroking his arm and side as he talked she was fascinated by the story. <br><br>"I think it is a true story Drust not a myth." Daniaris always believed that legends were true, how else did they come to be talked about? When he touched her then him she felt a piece of her self go with his hand and into her. Blinking she wondered if some how they were connected. <br><br>"I have no reason to be afraid of you. I don't know why but I think you will keep me safe rather then harm me." she whispered while still staring at his chest. Then his last question made her smile and look into his eyes. "I told myself I would be with one man and one man only even if it was for just one night. I feel something with you that I have never felt before. Many men have tried to come into my bed..." her voice trailed off as she thought of recent attacks. <br><br>Anger raised her heart rate and body temperature then she shook her head focusing on words again. "I made them leave." was all she could say. Looking into his eyes again as she stroked his cheek, feeling slight stubble, she prayed he wouldn't be afraid of her. </strong> </span> </span> &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 03:44:23</strong>
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				He listened to her say the story was not a myth, and he wondered if she knew something about it that he did not. Perhaps she did, given that she was a witch. When she told him she had no reason to fear him, he thought that was probably true. She had enough power to stop more than one werewolf, not that any more were likely to appear.<br><br>Then the witch began to speak of why she had not been with other men. He wondered why she would choose only one man when she could have many if she chose. When she spoke of men trying to bed her, she smelled different. She smelled of anger. Her eyes seemed to flash for a moment, and then whatever made her angry seemed to pass.<br><br>“You would have made good pack queen.” He smiled to her as she stroked his cheek. “Gentle and fierce together in you.” He brought index fingers together again and touched them to her chest. “In older times, wolfen princes fight over you. If you were wolfen.”<br><br>The cocked his head for a moment, as forgotten thought returned to his mind. He looked past her at nothing as he thought. Then he looked back to her pretty purple eyes.<br><br>“There is story. Scandal of Pack King Cu. He was together with Pack Queen Ylf until ... rebels... rebellion.” He brought his fists together and then opened his hands as he pulled them apart. “Big battle, pack queen died. Sons died.” He held his hands out flat and separated them in a straight line. “No heirs. Cu and friends go hunt. They find beautiful woman named Deaan. Her man died in bear attack. She was human. Cu and Deaan come together. Other wolfen,” he shook his head, “not like. Cu was challenged. Cu was wise. He knew more fight would split pack. He...” he struggled for the word. “Not quit.” He shook his head. “He escape...” He shook his head again and growled. “Ah. He gave to challenger being pack king.” He made a motion as if taking a thing from his shoulder and putting it on hers. “Cu left pack. Went with woman. Never seen again.”<br><br>He reached up to touch her face. His fingers traced the shape of her cheek.<br><br>“No pack now. No one to care.” He looked down and sighed. He lowered his hand and placed it on her waist. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 18:56:20</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris knew how to become like him, the spell involved sacrifice of her powers but she could be like him. The thought ran through her mind as he told her she would have made a good pack queen.&nbsp; <br><br>As he told her the so called story of Cu, she sensed his depression and anger. Pulling his head down to her breast she just held him, stroking his head. "You have no pack...you are alone as I am" she whispered, it was not a question she could sense in his words that he was alone. Kissing his hair softly then taking a deep breath. <br><br>Daniaris loved his scent, she couldn't help but feel safe and desire when she was with him. Lifting his head to look into her eyes she spoke softly "You don't have to be alone anymore Drust. You can stay if you wish it.". She was offering her home and her bed to him, if he rejected her she didn't know how she might react. <br><br>The thought made her want to cry but she knew a part of her would get very angry. When she got angry no one was safe, and more than anything she didn't want to hurt him.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 19:23:43</strong>
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				When the witch said he was alone, all he could do was nod. He leaned to her and inhaled her scent. She smelled good. There was a darkness in her, but there was in him as well.<br><br>Then she lifted his head and he was looking into her violet eyes once more. She offered to let him stay.<br><br>To stay. To be with her. To be with someone who cared, someone who accepted him. But it would be dangerous. Each of them were powerful. He could not always predict his own moods. Would she truly tolerate him?<br><br>She said she felt a connection with him. He too felt there was something binding them together. Something in her proud nature called to him. He wanted her, sexually, yes, but there was something more. He wanted to be with her. He wanted to know her.<br><br>Still, it would be dangerous. He did not mind the danger to flesh as much as minded the danger to their emotions. Could she handle his shifting moods and feral nature? She had handled it so far.<br><br>He nodded to her. “Yes. I want.” He leaned his head to hers. “Want to stay here. Want you. Want us.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 19:58:30</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris felt a smile spread across her face as he said he wanted to stay with her, he wanted her. Holding him close she couldn't help but kiss his lips that were so near to hers. Running her hands up into his hair she kissed him softly and slowly. <br><br>Pulling him on top of her as she laid back, Daniaris had never felt such a need for a man. Releasing his lips she looked into his eyes, she knew there was desire and happiness in her own. Stroking his cheek she thought of being like him. Running along side him as a wolf, hunting with him, having more primal sex. <br><br>He had yet to say her name and she wanted to hear it, to see if he could. "Drust, I want something from you. I want you to say my name." she figured he would be confused by this but it was something she just needed.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 20:30:15</strong>
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				He felt her warm kiss and kissed in return. He let her pull him with her as she laid back. He put his hands on the bed to either side of her shoulders.<br><br>At her request, he cocked his head slightly. The witch wanted him to say her name. He nodded to her.<br><br>“Dani... Daniaris.” He pronounced her name not exactly as she did, but close. “Prettier when you say.” He reached up and traced the shape of her lips with his finger. “Pretty mouth.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 20:40:24</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>She felt a surge of happiness run through her veins as he said her name. She liked the way he said it, and she loved the way he touched her. Taking his hand she kissed each one of his fingers then sucked and nibbled on his index finer softly before releasing it. Smiling she looked over his form and wondered what he looked like as a wolf. "Drust did you know it was possible for me to be wolf like you? I was taught many spells and that being one of them. It means giving up my power as a witch but gaining the ability to shift back and forth as you do" she stared into his eyes and stroked his shoulders as she spoke. <br><br>Daniaris had been given a book by her mother before she had burned at the stake. The book held many spells passed on by generations of her ancestors. Remembering holding the book to her chest as her mother's screams filled the air, she had ran from the village and no one had even known her mother had a child. They blamed her for the disappearance of a child when the next day the child had been found by a river. Daniaris had put the book under the floor board that was under one of the legs of her bed.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 21:22:39</strong>
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				He smiled as her pretty mouth kissed his fingers and sucked on his index finger. It felt good. But then she spoke of becoming a werewolf. His eyes narrowed in confusion.<br><br>“Give up power?” He shook his head. Why would she consider it? Yet to run with someone through the forest, to share that primal joy... He shook his head again. “No. Would not ask you to... to change.” He spoke softly. “Wait. Do not decide. Wait. Learn. Decide later.”<br><br>She was offering to be like him. Offering to change his life. To be with him always. His vision seemed blur as he realized the full impact of what she offered. He blinked to clear the tears that he would deny existed.<br><br>“Gratitude. Thank you. No one ever offered that before.” His arms were around her, pushed under her back. He embraced her, squeezed her body hard. “Thank you.”<br><br>He relaxed his grip on her torso and lifted his head to smile at her. He placed his hand between her breasts. He wanted to say yes to her. He wanted her to change now. And then they could both run through the woods, free and strong. It would only be a pack of two, but it would be a pack. And she would be his. His always. His head knew better.<br><br>“Wait,” he said with a smile. “Decide later. Learn first. Know first. Decide later.”<br><br>He hoped she understood he was not rejecting her offer. He slid his hand up from her chest to her face. She was so beautiful.<br><br>“Da taught, ‘Wait and learn. Know first. Then act.’ My heart wants you. Wish you could change now. But head,” he pointed to his forehead, “knows this is change big... heavy...” He shook his head. “This change sig... significant. Change more than just form. Change life.” He spread his arms out as if to indicate everything. “My Da...” He hesitated as he saw the image of the dead father in his mind and then dismissed it. “My Da, wise wolf.” He blinked away new tears. “Whole pack trust him. Even humans trust him. You trust him now.” He put his hand back on her chest. “Trust me. Wait.<br><br>“Wait, Daniaris.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 21:32:57</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>She couldn't believe how a few hours of communicating improved his speech. He touched her as he told her to wait, he was not rejecting her. He wanted her to but not until she knew everything, Daniaris respected and trusted him more because of that. Tears came into his eyes of happiness first but then sadness. He missed having a pack, he really missed his father. <br><br>"Your father sounds very wise...A good strong man" she knew it to be true because Drust was the same way. Her skin was hot to the touch as he put his hand again on her chest. Leaning up she kissed his tears away then kissed his forehead. "I will wait, I want to know more about you and your kind. You can learn more about me as well." she whispered. Stroking his arms and neck she leaned back smiling warmly at him. <br><br>They were connected, that was a sure thing now they both agreed to go further. "Drust why do I keep desiring you?" Daniaris felt this unbearable need to feel him loving her and inside her. She had never been this needy and she wondered why now?</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 21:53:32</strong>
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				He nodded to her complement of his father. She whispered her willingness to wait, which both made his heart ache and and his head glad. He smiled a little at her question.<br><br>“You opened. You opened desires. They were long time inside you waiting.” He held a fist up. “All closed. Now,” he opened his fist slowly, “open. Spilling out.” He wiggled his fingers and pulled them through the air. “Like water.”<br><br>He smirked a little. “Maybe I am just sexy wolf.” He shook his head.<br><br>“You are sexy. Pretty eyes.” He touched one of her eyelids. “Pretty mouth.” He caressed her lips with a finger. “Pretty breasts.” He trailed his finger over her breast and nipple. “Pretty hips.” He rubbed his hand from her waist to her hip. “Pretty legs.” He sent his hand down to stroke her inner thigh. “Pretty all over.” He lowered his voice to a whisper. “Prettiest ever. Want you, Daniaris.”<br><br>He stared into her violet eyes. He was reminded of the way the night sky turned to purple as the hidden sun drew close to the horizon. And for a moment, there seemed to be stars in her eyes.<br><br>“Beautiful.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 22:05:28</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris liked the way he explained her opening desires and she felt like they were spilling out like water. As he touched her she felt her heart rate quicken, kissing his finger again when he caressed her lips. Her back arched as he touched her breasts, a soft moan escaping her lips. Quivers raked her body as he touched her hips and inner thighs. <br><br>She was his creature now, her body responded highly to his touches and words. When he took her eyes captive she felt he looked straight into her soul. "You are the most magnificent man I have ever laid eyes on" she whispered. Then Daniaris just let go of everything but her need for him. Leaning up she kissed him softly before pushing him on to his back. Kissing her way up his thigh she nipped lightly on his inner thigh before staring at his hardening cock. It was the first time she had ever really looked at one, she had to admit she liked it. <br><br>Smiling she gripped the base then began to stroke slowly up and down making it harden fully. Licking her lips her eyes flashed to his, a seductive look in her eyes as they narrowed to purple slits. Moving all her hair to one side then leaning forward, she swirled her tongue around the tip and suckled softly. His words had made her feel open enough to try things she had only dreamed of. His taste was a mixture of sweet and salty to her. Daniaris would need his help going further she didn't have any experience with this.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 22:24:55</strong>
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				He let the woman push him to his back. She smelled of lust, and his cock was responding.<br><br>He did not expect to feel her mouth on his thigh. Her soft lips surprised him. He smiled and raised his head to look at her, to see what she was doing. She surprised him again by starting to stroke his cock, which was soon fully erect. He leaned his head back as the sensation of her soft hand on his blood-warm erection sent ripples of pleasure through him. He lifted his head again to see her become seductress.<br><br>She licked at the tip of his cock and blood rushed to the sensation. How long had it been since he had last felt this, a woman’s mouth on his cock? As she started to suck on his flesh, his hips moved up slightly and he moaned.<br><br>“Yes... feels good. Uhn. More... take more...<br><br>His hands went to her hair. He buried his fingers in her soft hair and urged her head to move a little further down his cock.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 22:49:22</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>As she felt his hand in her hair and his words filled her ears, Daniaris started to drag her teeth softly down the shaft till her nose hit his waist. She could feel the tip throbbing in the back of her throat, slightly in it as well. Breathing through her nose as she suck slightly while flicking her tongue against the base. She was experimenting with all the things her mouth could do to his cock. <br><br>Slowly she dragged her teeth back up his shaft till she could nibble and suck on the tip again. Taking her mouth of his cock she heard a pop sound. "I like doing that" she softly said while smiling. "What else can you show me about sex?" Daniaris wanted to know how to else to please him and any other ways they could have sex. </strong> </span> </span> &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>25-06-2011, 13:46:27</strong>
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				The witch had shown inexperience in using her teeth. Then she pulled her mouth from his cock. He groaned. He looked at her when she asked the question.<br><br>“First, not to use teeth on penis.” He shook his head. “Not good. Second, not to stop with your mouth like that. Very not good.”<br><br>He marveled at this woman, who could very likely have a number of men at her beck and call if she wished, and who had enough knowledge to control the elements, yet who was apparently ignorant about sexual things.<br><br>He shook his head. “We can con... er, dis... discuss later. Should start with what you know about sex.”<br><br>He shuddered as he tried to ignore the fact that he wanted her soft hand on his cock again. He forced himself to breathe slowly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 18:21:17</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>She blushed and remembered what he said, repeating it over and over in her mind. Then he asked her what she knew about sex. Laying down beside him and stroking his chest as she thought. "It makes children and feels really good. That is all I know" she laughed then put her chin on his chest. "I would like to know more positions to have sex in and how to ride. I ride horses so if it's the same concept as that I think I will do well." she said half jokingly. Daniaris felt embarrassed of her lack of knowledge about sex, he seemed to know a lot.</strong></span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 20:44:56</strong>
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				He was a little surprised she seemed to know so little. But then, he thought, he should not be, because he had just taken her virginity. She was such an amazing contradiction. So much knowledge and power, yet so innocent at the same time.<br><br>He watched her face for a moment. She seemed to know men wanted her, but she seemed unaware of her own naturally erotic beauty. He reached up to trace the shape of her lips. He watched his finger trail slowly along the line of her mouth.<br><br>He sat up and spread his legs. He tried to ignore that his cock was still hard. He pulled the woman up to him, with her back against his chest. He placed his mouth near her ear.<br><br>“Begin at beginning. Have you... touched yourself?”<br><br>His hands slid down along her side her to her thighs. His rough hands slowly stroked the soft skin of her thigh, sliding from her hips toward her knees and back again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 21:08:01</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>She gasped as he pulled her up and put her against him. Smiling as she felt his erection against her ass, she leaned back and relaxed. Then he started to touch her and ask personal questions. Shivering as he stroked her thigh she blushed and looked away. "Yes not very often but I have" she whispered her breath slightly faltering when she felt his hand slide up her thigh. <br><br>Her own hand stroked his leg, the hair soft like fur almost. Daniaris felt so needy in that moment, she almost just got on her hands and knees and begged or him to fuck her. She wondered if he could sense her desire for him even now.</strong></span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 21:20:11</strong>
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				He could smell the lust that seemed to rise up in her as he stroked her thighs. He slid his hands to her silken inner thighs. His cock throbbed for a moment. He could hardly believe how soft her skin was. The scent of her hair and skin and desire was like drug he kept inhaling.<br><br>He was no stranger to lust. As a werewolf he knew strong base desires. But the sexual lust this woman inspired in him was stronger than any he had known before. He had never before struggled so hard to keep control of himself.<br><br>He brought his hands close to her crotch. He began to lightly caress her vaginal lips with the fingertips of his right hand.<br><br>“Touch yourself like this?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 17:28:12</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris felt this unbelievable need to have him inside her. She finally figured out this was not just her feelings but a mixture of hers with his. Shivering and taking in deep ragged breaths as he stroked her lower lips slowly and lightly. Leaning her head back against his shoulder she tilted her head to look at his face. <br><br>Her eyes purple slits again and moisture gathering between her thighs. "At first yes but usually my legs are like this" she whispered. Bringing her legs up under her and then spreading her knees apart to open up to his touch.</strong></span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 20:13:17</strong>
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				Struggling to maintain control seemed to be getting more and more difficult. His body was trembling with the effort. As she moved to kneel, he moaned softly. Lesson forgotten, he suddenly put his arms around her torso and growled to her ear.<br><br>“Want you strong. Have you now.”<br><br>He pushed her torso forward to the bed and grabbed her hips as he moved to kneel behind her. Roughly he brought his cock to her crotch, slapping it against her skin. He pulled back and pushed his erection inside her. He lustfully growled at the pleasure. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he began to fuck her from behind. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 05:14:29</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris loved the feeling of his dominance, the way he couldn't hold back any longer and just took her. Gripping the sheet as she felt his cock against her entrance, slapping her wet hole before plunging inside. Her head thrown back as she moaned loudly, eyes closed as she focused on the pleasure. Her hips moved back against his in rhythm to his thrusts. His tip seemed to hit all the right spots inside her, she felt her orgasm peaking within moments of felling him inside her. <br><br>Arching her chest down so he could go deeper, her forehead against the bed as she moaned his name loudly. Shaking as the orgasm took her and she screamed, her walls clenching tightly and juices flooding out. Somehow though she was not sated, her hips kept moving, her walls staying clenched as she moved.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 05:51:49</strong>
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				He heard her moaning his name. To hear her voice saying it so lustfully, as an expression of her pleasure, it made his own lust hungrier.<br><br>Her sex seemed to clamp tight around his cock, and he groaned. He cock throbbed painfully inside her. The tightening of her inner walls made his erection feel like it was on fire. He was soon bucking to her body. His hands clenched tight, fingers digging into her hips. His lust was growing more feral by the moment.<br><br>The woman kept moving with him, but his body pushed hard to her. Her sex seemed tighter than before, and his body thrust harder to force her sex to yield to his throbbing hard erection. He was growling with every thrust. Sweat was beading up and trickling down his skin. Eventually his body was jerking to her uncontrollably.<br><br>His arms jerked, his hands pulled her body back to him as semen once more erupted from his cock. He held himself deep inside her as he shook and growled madly. For a few moments, each new eruption of cum seemed to make the orgasm begin again. Then his body bucked once more as the climax began to fade. Then he held himself inside her by choice as he let the last shudders of his orgasm pass.<br><br>He was breathing heavily as he pulled out of her. He looked down at her and realized he had pushed her to the bed. His hands finally released her hips.<br><br>“You,” he said between breaths, “feel good.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 06:12:18</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>She wrapped one arm back around his neck as he pulled her back against his chest. Daniaris felt his seed erupt into her after he got so aggressive she almost orgasmed again from the sheer pleasure of feeling him thrust against her. As he came she had to as well, it was unexpected and took all the energy from her. Falling to the bed she didn't even notice he pushed her, laying on her side then her back. Breathing heavily and trying to find her mind. <br><br>She had never experienced a moment like that, it seemed as if all her magic had shot out of her like fire. Shivering as he talked she looked over at him and smiled. "Well Drust you felt amazing" she said through ragged breaths. Looking up at him she found he was covered in sweat like she was, only she seemed to be the only one exhausted. If she could find the energy she would have stroked his face but she couldn't just yet.</strong></span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 06:37:05</strong>
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				He smiled to her and laid down beside her. His hand reached up to push wet hair from her face.<br><br>“You make me want strong. More strong than before.” He frowned a moment. “More than others.” He sighed. “But others are all gone...” He shook his head. That isn’t what he wanted to talk about. “You are more. You pull.” He touched his face with his hand. “Fill me up.” He wasn’t sure he was being clear. “Smell you, feel you, see you, hear you, taste you. More.” He took her hand and brought it to his relaxing and wet cock. “More.” Then he put her hand on his abdomen. “More.” He put her hand on his chest. “More.” He put her hand on his forehead. “More.” He shook his head. “Mm... Better.” He nodded, then shook his head as he took her hand from his forehead. He simply held her hand now, not wanting to stop touching her. “Better and more.” He nodded again.<br><br>He looked at her as he pressed close to her body He liked being near her. He hoped he was making sense.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:44:53</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>She understood the meanings of his words because she felt his feelings. When he had her touch different places on his body she knew it was because there was different meanings for each place. Leaning up she kissed his forehead and put his ear to her breast. Stroking his hair she curled her body against his smiling. <br><br>"Drust you can hear my heart beat, as long as my heart keeps beating I will stay with you." she whispered. Daniaris knew it was a big decision but she felt it had already been made for her the night he came to her home. </strong> </span> </span> &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 22:29:32</strong>
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				He smiled. He was glad she understood. Sometimes he had trouble making the complex thoughts in his head come out in words.<br><br>He listened to her words. She said his name again. It sounded nice from her mouth. She promised to stay with him. He nodded to her. He wondered if she knew what those words meant to him. He felt overwhelmed. He put her hand on his heart and nodded again. He was too overcome by her words to say anything. He reached up to put his hand on her chest.<br><br>He stared to her violet eyes. She was possibly the kindest and most dangerous person he had ever known. He felt he wanted to stay with her. He felt such a strong connection to her. Which was strange, because she was not wolfen. But she was beautiful. She even smelled beautiful to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 05:01:53</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris had never felt the feelings that were inside her. It was almost too much and suddenly she just wanted to run, but not away from him, with him. Smiling she pushed him back and got off the bed. "Drust I need to run, I want you to go with me but in your other form. I am not afraid of you and I want to see you in your fur." she walked backwards to the door and stopped with her back against the door. <br><br>Daniaris really wasn't scared, she was excited to see him shift. This would help her make the decision to run along side him in fur. Holding her breath she smiled warmly to encourage him that she was ready.</strong></span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 05:42:41</strong>
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				She needed to run? Not want. She said need. What strange manner of woman was this? Humans don’t need to run. Witches who control the elements don’t need to run.<br><br>His eyes looked over her body. She was truly beautiful. It was almost hard for him not to simply lay there and stare at her. But she had asked him to run with her in his wolf form.<br><br>He had not willingly transformed in front of someone not a werewolf before. He was unsure as he stood up from the bed. What would she think? Would she think him a monster? There was only one way to know.<br><br>He closed his eyes and began to concentrate. For a few moments, nothing happened. And then he felt the change begin. It felt like electricity crackling all over his skin. The fur started to grow. Charcoal gray fur over most of his body, though his lower face and his chest and abdomen had lighter gray fur. His limbs began to change shape as well. He was soon on his knees as his legs transformed. His hands grew wider and shorter as they became paws. His torso changed shape too, with bones cracking as they transformed. He gritted his teeth to not howl at the pain. But his mouth was changing too. His face stretched, extending outward. His nose turned black. His eyes lightened to a pale brown that was almost yellow.<br><br>The entire transformation took place in only a couple of minute, though there was excruciating pain. He finally howled as it ended. He could do it slower, but the pain was almost the same. He preferred to to do it fast. And so he was on all fours, a huge wolf of charcoal grey fur. He was the size of a small bear. <br><br>He could not talk now. He only stared at the witch. He wondered what she thought.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 05:54:19</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>It was breath taking, the magic it took for him to change. It was like a green and blue electricity went over his body and the air around him seemed to thump with a primitive rhythm. Then he took the form of something that had been in her dreams for many years. The large dark wolf that guarded her in her dreams. <br><br>The only thing she didn't like was the pain on his face, the change hurt him. Reaching out as he changed she stroked her hands over his neck and chest. "Breathe baby.....let it wash over you." she whispered into his changing ear. When he was fully changed she sat on her knees in front of him with her cheek against his muzzle. Her eyes glowed purple as his did yellow, the look in her eyes was of love. <br><br>"You are the most magnificent creature on this earth." she whispered and slowly ran her hand up his snout and behind his ear. This wolf had been in her dreams and finally in her arms, his magic seemed to flow into her and make her feel stronger. "What strength you have" she whispered as she looked over his entire form.</strong></span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 06:10:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The witch was not horrified at all. She looked at him with glowing purple eyes. She was beautiful. He kept having that thought, but it seemed to come to his mind every time he looked at her.<br><br>Then she whispered in his ear. She called him magnificent. No one had ever used that word to describe him before. He felt her hand move over his snout and up to his head. She seemed to like him, even admire him in this form. He could not smile, but he could lean his head to her hand.<br><br>He pressed his head to her soft hand. He was surprised that it seemed soft even though he was covered in fur. It was her touch that was soft, he realized. But something seemed to flow from her touch, or maybe from her gaze. Some part of her power seemed to flow out and surround him.<br><br>She whispered again, this time about his strength. Her voice and the sense of her acceptance, and the scent of her, the beautiful and intoxicating scent of her, were all starting to arouse him again. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 06:40:05</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris had never felt so much magic as what was between them. It made the air thick and she found it hard to breathe, quickly standing and opening the door. Walking out to the front porch she took a deep breath then looked back at Drust. <br><br>"Oh god Drust....I have never felt so much magic. God I just want to take you out here in the grass. I always desire you...no matter what form you are in." she whispered, looking him over with a lustful look in her eye. Then she winked and ran towards the river, a slight breeze made her twirl and be able to move faster. That was the amazing thing about the wind is she could ride it, even float up some times. <br><br>Looking back as she floated above the river, waving and then she dropped down into the water. Coming back up smiling as the quarter moon shined down on her.</strong></span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 07:23:46</strong>
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				He followed her to the front porch. He let her go first because it would have been impossible for them to pass through the door together. He listened to her say she wanted to take him in the grass. He was astounded. She would take him even in wolf form? She was astonishing.<br><br>Then she took off running, and for a moment he simply watched her gorgeous, naked body run. Then he bounded after her. She was fast. Her feet hardly seemed to touch the ground. He had to run quickly to keep up with her. Not that he minded. He loved to run in wolf form. It felt so free to just run and run and run. The sensations bordered on the erotic. The stretch of the muscles, the feel of energy and liberty. He ran so fast his legs became a blur. No human had ever been able to keep up with him, but she was outpacing him. She seemed to fly.<br><br>As they approached the river, he realized she was flying. He slowed and came to a stop near the edge of the river. He watched her seem to fly up in the moonlight. She looked like a goddess of the moon, naked and free, sexy and beautiful. He watched her drop to the water and for a moment, he thought something had gone wrong. But then she rose up out of the water.<br><br>Her wet body glistened in the moonlight. Half in light and half in shadow, she was more appealing than ever. He was becoming aroused again. The feelings this woman inspired were so intense, even for him as a werewolf. He watched the light sparkle on her skin as water dripped from her. He wanted her again.<br><br>He howled in lust and then barked at her. His arousal was obvious and in wolf form it was even harder for him to control. He pawed the ground. He was full of energy after his run, and she was making him want to do more with her than just run.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 17:29:27</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Watching Drust run was magical, she wanted to be with him running as he did. However he seemed to love that she could ride the wind. The scent of his lust was abundant and she could tell by his barks that he wanted her. <br><br>Using her magic, her eyes glowed as the water seemed to lift her up and set her in front of him. Water dripping from her naked flesh and hair. She was kneeling in front of him smiling as she stroked his muzzle. "What is it Drust? What can I do to help you?" she whispered. Putting her forehead against his, she wrapped her arms around his neck. <br><br>The air around them thumped with magic, they were connected Daniaris could feel it. With him around she could control the elements better, it was like he could make her focus more. </strong> </span> </span> &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 21:02:03</strong>
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				Like some sort of goddess, the woman was lifted up by water and put down on the ground. He could not imagine why she would ever want to give that up. Or was it simply that he wanted to see her do it again?<br><br>Then she asked him questions. He had no way to answer her. But she was a woman of power. Perhaps she had a way to know if he answered her. As she touched her forehead to his, he thought his answer.<br><br>“You are beautiful, Daniaris,” he thought in his own language. He hoped she would understand. “Your body is extraordinary. And the sight of you flying, and of you glistening wet in the moonlight, it makes me wish I could watch you all day. Your power is amazing, Daniaris, but all I can think about is how incredibly gorgeous you are. And that I want you. I don’t know why I want you so much. Even as a werewolf, I have not felt lust like this before. But there has never been a woman like you before.<br><br>“Daniaris, you smell more beautiful than any other woman, human, wolfen or otherwise. The scent from you is intoxicating. You don’t smell like roses. Roses smell like you.<br><br>“I cannot seem to stop myself from lusting for you, Daniaris. Even in this wolf form, I want you. If you were on your hands and knees, not mounting you would take an incredible amount of willpower. But I could hurt you. I am have claws now, and my cock...” the words faltered , but the image of a wolfen cock, fully erect with a thick knot of flesh at the base was in his mind. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 05:08:45</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris couldn't believe she could hear his thoughts. It was like hearing fluent English for the first time. She understood his language better than any other. Her forehead stayed against his even though she saw through his eyes. Her body naked and wet from the lake, moon shining down to make her skin glow. <br><br>Then she saw his wolfen cock, it wasn't scary to her though. Her heart beat quickened and she held in her breath. "I want you Drust...like this in your wolf form. If only I could be wolf with you" she answered him in his native tongue. Some how she knew his words, it was as easy as breathing.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 05:40:52</strong>
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				He heard her speak in his own native language. He pulled back from her. He barked at her.<br><br>How could she know it? Why did she speak it now and not before? Was this some sort of trap? He sniffed the air. He could not smell anyone else about. But she was a witch. She had command of the elements. She could be enhancing her own scent and masking the scents of other completely.<br><br>He backed up further. Did she have hunters? Was she a hunter? A hunter who used her beauty and power to entice and trap her prey? He growled softly. He did not know if he could last long, but he would make her and any other hunters remember him. His body tensed. His eyes narrowed. He growled louder and bared his teeth. He spread out his paws and lowered his large torso a little closer to the ground. He might die, but he would not be taken unprepared for a fight.<br><br>He barked defiantly at her. “<em>Come,</em>” he thought. “<em>Come take me if you dare.</em>” He knew all she would hear is the barks and not the words. But she would know his meaning. He barked once more. <em>“I am Drust of Pack Taranis,</em>” he thought. The images of wolves fighting to the death filled his mind. He saw his Da’s death and his Ma’s. And his brothers, his friends, and even his wolfen lover. And then he saw in his mind the images of humans dying with his mouth ripping out their throats or his claws ripping through their flesh and bones. He growled and lowered his head while keeping his eyes on the witch. “<em>Fear me, for I am the last of the Death’s Head, and I will eat your soul.</em>”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 18:37:40</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris jumped back as Drust growled at her, he was freaked out. What had she done to offend him? Then he snarled at her and she got pissed. She kicked him in his snout and then stood before him. "Don't you ever threaten me! I gave you my virginity and tapped into your mind. I connected with you and learned to speak your native tongue. Now you threaten me?!" with everyword the water behind her rose till it was above her. <br><br>Her eyes were black now as she pointed towards him. The water knocked him back into a tree, covering her as well. "Leave and do not come back." Daniaris could feel the sudden light headiness from using too much magic at once. Falling to her knees she felt a tear slide down her cheek. She had opened up to someone and tapped into their mind, it wasn't her fault she could learn native tongues like that. <br><br>Her entire&nbsp; body shook as she cried. Her heart was broken and she felt the unbelievable pain of sorrow. Putting her forehead against the ground as she sobbed.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>02-07-2011, 04:32:33</strong>
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				He took her kick to the snout, even though it hurt quite a bit. She seemed not to understand what she had done. She was angry that he threatened her. She seemed not to understand at all why he was angry. She seemed not to care. He had not realized the extent of her naivete until that moment.<br><br>But then the water rushed forward and knocked him backwards. He was dazed as his body was slammed into a tree. With his adrenaline pumping his healing took over and he recovered quickly. He shook the water from his fur as he stood up.<br><br>The woman was down, but he did not know why. He started to approach her cautiously lest he be caught off guard by some other elemental attack. But then he realized he needed to communicate with her. He needed to change.<br><br>He pawed the ground for a moment as he concentrated. To change again so soon after taking wolf form would be exhausting. But it was necessary. He grunted as his limbs elongated and his torso reformed. He was using up body fat to fuel the transformation, so the man form that resolved itself as he changed had even more muscle definition that before. But he would not be able to change again without eating.<br><br>He took a couple of steps toward her. “Dru... Drust not un... under... understand. Now do. You not.... not w... with people... not together. No pack. Lone. Drust not understand. Now do. But not. You n... know wolfen speech. How? You fr... fry... You make Drust fear. How you know speech? Why not speak b... before?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>06-07-2011, 04:20:47</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>When she felt him get closer Daniaris quickly back away from him and glared. "Do not come near me. You mean to hurt me know, I hate the pain I feel right now because of you. I let you into my home, my bed, my heart and you attack me. I don't know how I learned it, I tapped into your mind as I do any other animal. I can also speak bear, horse, and rabbit." she stood up and wrapped her arms around her chest. <br><br>Daniaris was full of pain and anger, she felt the same as when the humans attacked her. What she really felt was alone, walking away from Drust back to her home. She could feel tears swell up but she wouldn't do it in front of him. Shutting the door behind herself, suddenly her knees gave out. Dropping down with her hands against the floor, shaking from the effort to hold back her tears. Finally she just let go, laying against the floor as she cried. <br><br>Falling asleep after she finally felt numb and the exhaustion of using so much magic took her over.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>06-07-2011, 07:49:37</strong>
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				He could only stare as she explained herself and then turned to walk away. He cursed himself. Of course she could learn languages that way. He was stupid not to have realized it before. She was a witch, and an extremely powerful one at that. And he had reacted stupidly to what was probably, for her, a minimal exercise of power. It was a trifle to her, something she did without thinking. And he had reacted like a fool.<br><br>Certainly if this was a trap, now would be the time it was sprung. And nothing happened. Nothing except her walking away.<br><br>He tried to imagine what he might say to her to make things right. He could think of nothing. She was naive and cynical all at once. She trusted no one. And now not even him. The sight of her walking away, so hurt and angry, it made his chest ache until he thought he would better off ripping his own heart from his chest. <br><br>When she was some distance away, he began to follow her. He did his best to hide his sounds in the natural sounds of nature. He saw her go into her home and close the door. Cautiously he approached. She did not come charging out. He was not attacked.<br><br>Several feet from her door, he sunk to his knees and lowered his head to the ground. In his own language, he prayed.<br><br>“Elements, you know Daniaris. She is your servant and your manipulator. She has a greater connection to you than to any person. I have wronged Daniaris, but unwittingly did I err. She is gifted in ways that my comprehension does not yet embrace. That I did not expect her to be able to do anything at all means I am still only a fool.<br><br>“Elements, you know I have lived among you for many, many years now. I have tried my best to be respectful in all things. Perhaps you are the ones who have brought me to this woman whom I have wronged. If this is true, then I pray, show this foolish wolf how to mend Daniaris and how to right the wrong I have done.<br><br>“Elements, you can see how unknowing Daniaris is about people. She knows you. She knows earth and air and water and fire as if you were her own kin. Perhaps you are. But she does not know people. She does not understand how foolish we can be even when we mean no harm to her. This fool of a wolf is not skilled enough to know the words that will mend her and help her eyes see that which she does not know. But I would like to try.<br><br>“Elements, I know not why, but I am drawn to this witch. She is beautiful, yes, but in her spirit as well as her flesh. But there is something more, and for it I know no name. Perhaps you, Elements, have created something in her to draw me. If this is so, then perhaps you may choose to put something in me to draw her. Perhaps then she, and perhaps you, will forgive this foolish wolf.<br><br>“Elements, know that offence was never my intent. I am only a wolf. My deeds are known to you. My impulses are known to you. I was tested this night, and I failed. I have no excuse, no reason, except that I am a foolish wolf. Know then that I would mend what I have broken. I am not wise. I have nothing to offer that is any value to you. I can give the Elements nothing until I die and my body is reclaimed.<br><br>“You are the Elements. I am only a wolf. And perhaps Daniaris is only a woman. There is nothing to help this situation if you do not. I am too headstrong to do as my will would choose. She is not a simple maiden to be brought over my knee. And she is powerful enough that she might remove my leg altogether if I tried. You, Elements, must have a plan if indeed you brought me here. Grant that I may have eyes to see it, or at least enough of it to put things right.<br><br>“Elements, I know Daniaris is a powerful witch. It is not my goal to remove her from your service. But I pray I am not too bold to remind the Elements that Daniaris is also a woman. If you leave her alone, she will not remain useful. She will rot as tree rots when it has no water. Remember that she is a woman. Remember that I am a wolf. If you value her as I believe you do, then let my words not go unheard.”<br><br>He was then silent. There was nothing more to say.<br><br>He felt a breeze come through the trees. He gritted his teeth. He needed to eat before he could change again. He stepped forward and lay down by the door of the house where the breeze was less strong. He curled up his naked and furless body to hold in his body heat. He closed his eyes and fell into a restless sleep.<br><br>He dreamed of running. He dreamed of running but not being able to escape the hordes of humans chasing him. “Monster! Devil!” they cried. Soon it seemed that trees and rocks were chasing him too. Fire swirled about licking at his fur. Water too seem to chase him. And still the cries of “Evil! Murderer! Monster!” rang in his ears. Suddenly up ahead he saw Daniaris. She smiled and tempted him with her beauty. Then she seemed to look at him. And she recoiled in horror. “Monster!” she shouted louder than any other sound. “Do not come near me! You mean to hurt me! I hate you! I HATE YOU!” The force of her hate made him stop running. And soon he was somehow at once drowning and on fire and being stabbed and shot and sliced. And all he could do was to stare at Daniaris’s violet eyes looking at him in hatred.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>06-07-2011, 18:23:56</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>When she awoke Daniaris wondered why she was on her floor, then she wondered where Drust was at. It took a few moments for the memories to come back. She was numb and exhausted, getting up she went to her room and then into the bathroom. Turning the faucet for the shower she made sure it was hot before stepping in. She washed her body and hair which made her smell like pomegranates, it was a special soap she made. <br><br>Getting out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her body and hair, she opened the front door. There he was, naked and shivering from the cold. Shaking her head she couldn't help but smile. Going to her bed and getting a blanket to wrap around him. She knelt down beside him then put the blanket around him. Kissing his forehead she then stood up again. Walking back to her room and shutting the door, she decided to wear her dark red dress. It was tight fitting to the torso but flowed at the bottom. The straps were an inch long and black thread went through the dress making various lines and swirls. Her large tits popped out of the top but she didn't care, it was a comfortable dress. <br><br>She tied back her long hair in a braid today. Walking to the kitchen she started to make breakfast. Biscuits and gravy with sausage and bacon. She hoped the smell would wake him up and they could talk. Daniaris had a crazy dream that she had been a forest, there was a temple guarded by wolves and she was allowed inside. There was Drust praying to an elemental symbol. She couldn't make out his words but she knew that place had existed at one point or another.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>06-07-2011, 19:19:54</strong>
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				He woke to the scent of Daniaris. He blinked for a moment. He had a blanket covering him. It smelled like Daniaris. He held the blanket to his face and inhaled the scent. “Mmmm.” He hoped the blanket meant she had forgiven him. Yet he was still outside.<br><br>He stood and wrapped the blanket around his waist. He could smell food cooking, but the scent was faint. She must be cooking inside. He was hungrier now than when he had first come to her house. He raised his hand to knock on the door, but he stopped himself. She had told him to leave and never return. Yet if she had wanted to hurt him, she could have easily rather than putting a blanket on him. He raised his hand again and knocked on the door.<br><br>The image of his dream cam back to him. Of Daniaris hating him. He wondered if it were true. Would she open the door and blast some magic at him? She would not. She had put her own blanket on him. Still, he braced himself for the worst.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>06-07-2011, 20:41:49</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris heard the knock and smiled to herself, the wolf was shy now? "Come in Drust it's alright" she said in native tongue. She was wiping her hands on a towel then she leaned against the counter. They would have to talk now and she would try in his native language so it was easier for him. Hopefully he didn't try to hurt her this time. Remembering the look in his eyes and his jaws as he snapped at her was enough to make her cringe. She had not forgiven him fully but she was willing to talk and try to work things out.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>06-07-2011, 21:30:05</strong>
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				She did not lash out at him. She even used his own language. But he knew women well enough to know that did not mean he was forgiven. He opened the door and walked inside. He followed the scent of food to the kitchen.<br><br>She stood there, leaning on the counter, as if she were waiting for him to see her. He could not help but look her over. She was beautiful. And smiling. He wondered what had managed to bring this change in her.<br><br>He was wolfen, and she was beautiful. So needless to say, the blanket covering him from the waist down did nothing to hide the fact that his cock was getting hard.<br><br>“A mistake was made by me last night. Someone as powerful as you could learn my language quickly, and I should have known it. An old wolf too long alone is what I am. It is not an excuse. It simply is.” He said it plainly and simply. This was as much of an apology as he had ever given someone, and it was all he intended to say on the matter.<br><br>His stomach growled a little. He was going to need food soon. He could feel that his body was already trying to find something for fuel. Between the scents of food and her body, the sight of her and food cooking, his head began to feel like it might float away. Which was good because his legs were starting to feel a little weak. He reached out to put his hand on the wall to steady himself. His hand slipped but he put his foot back and caught his balance, preventing himself from falling backwards. <br><br>“Rude though this may be,” he said, continuing to use his own language, “is some of that food for me?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 22:09:28</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>He was exhausted and need food, she set down a plate with enough food for four people. A large glass of orange juice next to it. Sitting down next to him she ate her own food in silence. Occasionally looking up at him, he had apologized to her. Sitting back in her chair after she was done eatting, bringing her left knee up and against her chest. <br><br>"I don't ever want to be threatened again. If I wanted to hurt you Drust I could have done it when you were passed out in my bed. No instead I took care of you and fell in love with you." standing up she took her plate to the sink and started to wash it. She told him where she stood and now it was his turn. If they were going to live together they would have to be truthful with each other.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 23:59:39</strong>
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				He stumbled to the table and sat down. He began to devour the food. He scarfed down the food, barely chewing it. He moaned occasionally as he ate. The good was good, and felt wonderful sliding down his throat and filling his stomach. He was through with his food just after the witch finished. He picked up the glass of orange juice and began to drink as she spoke to him.<br><br>The first sentence he expected. He should not have reacted as he did to the way she knew his language. The second sentence made perfect sense. If she had planned a trap, she would have had him easily when he had first shown up at her door. That third sentence, however, made him stop drinking juice.<br><br>He put the glass down as he watched her walk to the sink. It was hard not to notice how beautiful she was. The way she moved, even in something so simple as walking to the sink, was such a erotic thing.<br><br>She said she fell in love with him. At first, he was unsure how to process that. He had not heard a woman say that to him in a very long time. But he realized quickly that his heart ached. She loved him. And now he knew why the image of her hating him had hurt so much. He loved her too. It made no sense. They hardly knew each other. And yet, it was true. Whatever it was that seemed to draw them together seemed also to have drawn their souls.<br><br>“Daniaris,” he said with the inflection of his own language. “What has pulled us together, I confess I do not understand. That I do love you is something else I do not understand. The look of hate on your face last night made me ache. Powerful witch is what you are, and a demanding wolf and a fool is what I am. With each other we must be honest. Between us there can be no hidden things.<br><br>“Drust of Pack Taranis is my name. The ruling pack was mine. The ruler was my father. The humans would say he was the al... ‘alpha male’.” He made a face of disapproval as he stumbled over the English words. The term seemed silly for one who was a king of his people. “To be strong and command,” he continued in his own language, “was how I was reared. This I cannot change. Being alone and always hiding, however,” he shrugged, “some of my more arrogant manner has been worn away. Even so, a werewolf is what I am.<br><br>“A witch of power beyond what I thought possible is what you are. And beautiful. And kind. And many other things that might be said were I to become poetic. My senses are overwhelmed by you. My reactions are those of a werewolf, and will always be so.<br><br>“What would make you love me, I confess, I cannot determine. When I came to you, it was not in strength or power. And last night, my reactions made me a fool. And how we can be together is something I don’t know. But in my chest and in my gut, the need to be with you exists.<br><br>“Overpower you I cannot. Not unless the Elements should make me like Eod, I think. But this they have not done. And experience with witches and beings of immense power I do not have. Waiting for the Elements to show me a way forward is all I can do.<br><br>“But know, O Daniaris, witch of power, attack you I will not. But also know, a werewolf is what I am. And learn to deal with that is what you must do. If something unexpected is done by me, the situation will not be bettered by thrashing me with water or fire or air or earth.<br><br>“Submitting to me may be something you cannot do.” He did though hope otherwise, and he did not keep this hope from his expression. “However, submitting to the reality of the situation is something you must do. This can I help you do. But trust Drust is the other thing you must do. Mean you harm I do not. Even when a mean and gruff old werewolf I may be.<br><br>“Trust. This we both need, Daniaris.”<br><br>He picked up the glass and drank the rest of the orange juice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 18:26:20</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris listened to Drust with her back turned to him, she turned and dried her hands off when he finished. Tilting her head she looked him over and then licked her lips. "Drust I will submit to you if I feel you have earned it. Till then you are going to be dealing with a bitch. However if submitting to you while you are in wolf form will keep me safe then fine. Now I want to go for a walk, will you come with me? Please be a wolf I don't know why but it makes me control myself better." she walked over to him and kissed his forehead. <br><br>Then she took his plate and walked back to the sink. Washing it quickly then putting it away. Finally she took her apron off and walked to the door, looking back at him she gave him a look of 'Are you coming?' before stepping out. Daniaris was not going to make this easy on him, he would have to show he meant to stay with her since she had forgiven him for almost murdering her.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 20:28:03</strong>
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				He got a sense that she had heard what he had said without really listening to his meaning. He sighed. Much of his arrogance had been worn away, but perhaps her aloneness&nbsp; had not produced the same effect. She was a witch. Perhaps the growth of her powers had added to her sense of self importance.<br><br>Still, he smiled when she kissed his forehead. He wondered if she had any idea of how werewolves usually dealt with bitches. Once upon a time, he would have simply taken a woman who said that to him. But he was different now, and this woman was more powerful than most.<br><br>He could not help but be annoyed at the way she tried to treat him as if he were a hired bodyguard. Or a pet. The Elements had given him another chance. But how was he going to get this woman to listen? He wondered if she ever listened to anyone.<br><br>“Elements,” he whispered, “show the path to me. Listen to me she will not until someway to humble her is provided.” He got up to walk outside. “This task was appointed to me, but why?” He sighed.<br><br>He walked outside and stopped. He closed his eyes so as not to look at the beautiful witch. He took a deep breath and began to transform. Charcoal grey fur sprouted and his body changed shape. Hands and feet widened and shortened. He went down to all fours as his arms and legs changed. His face grew a snout. Black fur began to appear around his ears and eyes. His chest and the lower half of his face were covered in steel grey fur. Throughout the transformation he growled at the pain of change in his bones and muscles.<br><br>He opened his pale brown eyes when the transformation was done. The scent of the woman was even stronger now. He wanted very much to pounce and knock her down, and then simply take her from behind. But he did not. He would not gain her trust that way.<br><br>He ran past her, then stopped and turned. He looked at her as if to say, <em>Well, come on, let’s go then</em>. And then he turned once more and ran deeper into the woods.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 20:45:05</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Drust would have to learn that she was his equal, not his bitch. Smiling as he ran past her she walked with him but soon she was walking on air. Letting it lift her up and travel through the trees. <br><br>She was above him, walking and then running. It send tree branches moving and shaking, smiling as she ran with the wind. Her body twirling as she danced ahead of him. Her body made suggestive movements but she didn't mean anything by it. Daniaris was dancing down till she landed a few yards ahead of him. Smirking she sat down on a rock and watched him run. <br><br>Goddess he was beautiful, so much strength and magic flowing through him. She wondered if he knew that there seemed to be this aura around him that just thumped with magical energy. Tilting her head she leaned back and wondered when he would take her next, she wanted him now. She had forgiven him and was forgetting about last night but the images he showed her right before their fight kept popping up in her mind now.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 21:05:27</strong>
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				He saw her fly ahead. He saw her act like a temptress. He wondered if she had any idea what she was doing in those suggestive moves. He ran slowly and let her easily get ahead of him. Racing her would do no good. Likely she could fly faster than even a werewolf could run.<br><br>As he came near to her, he could smell her arousal. The urge to try to take her was strong. But he held himself in check. He had promised to not attack her. He turned to the side as he stopped. He deliberately let her see his hard cock. She would know he wanted her and was holding back.<br><br>He stopped a couple of yards away from her. He turned to her and faced her. He was not going to sit at her feet. She might have the beauty and powers of a goddess, but he was not a pet dog. He stood there silently and waited to see what she would do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 21:12:23</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris couldn't help but smile as he showed her his arousal. Then he stood his ground to show he wasn't going to attack her. <em>Trust is what we both need</em>, his words filled her mind as she stood and walked to him. Kneeling down in front of him she kissed his muzzle and then his forehead. Looking at him with love in her eyes and a warm smile on her face as she stroked his neck. <br><br>His fur was warm and soft, she loved to just run her hand through it. Looking into his eyes she tilted her head. "Tell me what to do Drust. I will not fight you, I will submit." she whispered in his native tongue. Daniaris knew that was what he wanted, her to submit to his power and show that he was above all else an alpha in her eyes.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 21:30:26</strong>
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				The witch approached in full innocent seductress mode. Watching her walk as a pleasure in itself, and she walked as if she knew it. And yet, he suspected that she did not know it.<br><br>Then she knelt down to kiss his snout and his forehead. He doubted she knew how patronizing that might seem. But he smelled her arousal and saw the look on her face. She was doing it in love.<br><br>But then she tempted him further. This she had to know was seductive. She stroked his neck and asked him to tell her what to do. She said she would submit.<br><br>There were a lot of questions that sprang to mind, but he pushed them aside. He knew she was listening to his thoughts now. He had to choose his actions wisely and quickly. He regretted more than ever that the Elements seemed unwilling to show him the way.<br><br>He closed his eyes and directed his thoughts to her. He showed her an image of her stripping out of her dress, and then going down to her knees, then leaning forward and putting her hands on the ground.<br><br>He opened his eyes and waited to see what she would do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 21:39:57</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>It always amazed Daniaris how he could just send images into her mind. Watching herself do that made her want to do it that much more. "Well you have thought about this a lot haven't you?" she said teasingly. Standing she slowly slid her dress off to stand naked before him. Smiling she got down on her knees again, her breasts heaving with each breath. <br><br>Then she put her hands on the ground and leaned down till her bare breasts could feel the soft grass. Her eyes were closed to violet slits as she looked at him in need. Her hips in the air open to him if he would just get behind her. </strong> </span> </span> &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 22:03:51</strong>
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				He watched her move. He watched the dress slide down her body. She was beautiful. What a glorious body she had. He watched her breasts as she sunk to her knees. How he wanted to lick her chest. He watched her lean forward and put her hands on the ground. He saw her eyes communicate the arousal he could smell.<br><br>He walked around her. His steps took him in a complete circle around her. His eyes looked over every part of her body. Her arms, her breasts, her torso, her hips, her ass, her thighs, her calves and her feet, all examined by him. As he came to her head again he continued walking. He walked around to stand behind her finally. He touched his nose to her crotch, smelling her deeply, getting her scent deep into his lungs and his mind. She smelled heavenly. She smelled like sweet honey and morning dew.<br><br>His tongue flicked out to taste her. Wonderful sweetness filled his mouth. He licked her sex several more times. She tasted so good. Someday he would spend more time licking her. But the taste of her was making him want to do something else right now.<br><br>He raised his front paws up and placed them on her ass. He walked forward with his hind legs, sending his forelegs sliding over her back. He arched his torso to bring the head of his cock to her sex. He waited a moment. He wanted to savor this, and he wanted her to anticipate. He wanted her to know he was not some mere animal unable to control himself.<br><br>And then he pushed into her. He growled at the sensation. He began to hump to her in a deliberate fast/slow rhythm. He pushed hard and fast into her, and then pulled back with almost agonizing slowness. He growled with pleasure.<br><br>He doubted she would submit to him in other things, but he could enjoy this moment for what it was. The beautiful witch he loved was under him and he was in full wolf form, fucking her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 22:31:15</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Oh how magnificent he was, and he wanted her. Daniaris felt a rush of power in her body before she felt him lick at her. She was already wet but those licks had her flooding, moans of pleasure escaping her lips. Spreading her legs wider for him, her body shivering with each lick. Then he mounted her, no fear ran through her emotions, only desire and excitement. <br><br>Daniaris realized at that moment how much control he had, his thrusts were deliberate and made for her pleasure and his. Her walls felt stretched beyond what they should be. Clenching and trying to hold him so she could get use to it. Her moans were loud and breathy, she said his name over and over. Finally she got use to it and began to rock her hips back to hit his. <br><br>"Oh fuck Drust. That feels so amazing." Daniaris didn't realize what was happening while she screamed. His magic seemed to be mixing with hers, she was giving off more and more energy. It went over his cock and seemed to be stroking him as he fucked her. Her eyes were glowing vibrantly while she rocked her hips back and throw her head back. Digging her nails into the ground, she looked back at him and licked her lips. <br><br>Daniaris was giving some of her magic to him and taking some from him, she wasn't trying to but it was happening.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 23:33:22</strong>
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				He felt her pussy tighten on his cock, which only made him shove all the harder to her body. He heard her saying his name over and over. His growls of pleasure grew louder.<br><br>When she began to push back to him, he stopped pulling back so slowly. He began more regular rhythm, in time with her rocking, but deliberately teasing her. He pulled back as she pushed back to him, and pushed foward as she rocked forward. While their fucking was swift, his actions prolonged the sensation of his cock sliding back and forth inside her wet, warm sex.<br><br>But almost as soon as that had begun, something Drust had never experienced before also began to happen. There was a purple glow that seemed to make the air crackle. And he felt something stroking his cock as he fucked the witch. Suddenly, maintaining control was extremely difficult.<br><br>The air was moving past them, and it too seemed filled with magic. It was a warm wind, almost hot as if it were moving over a fire. The ground seemed to crackle with energy. Twigs and pebbles seemed to float above the ground. The dirt itself seemed to heat and grow warm. The twigs that were floating and heaver branches that were still on the ground caught fire.<br><br>He felt almost as if he too were on fire. His cock felt like it was burning from the inside out. His blood pumped through his hard flesh in time with his thrusts to the witch’s sex. Or was he thrusting in time with his pulse? His thrusts and pulse seemed speed up together. In only a few minutes, he was growling loudly, nearly at a roar as he pushed rough and hard and fast to her tight, wet pussy over and over. There was a pressure building in his loins like nothing he had ever felt before.<br><br>And then the rain began. It was not a gentle rain. It was a full soaking downpour. The raindrops were hot and seemed to make the power coming from Daniaris envelop Drust completely. His senses were full of Daniaris’s body. He barely noticed the rain. Yet it was enough to finally send him over the edge. His cock erupted with thick, hot cum. He roared over the sound of the pounding rain with every jet of semen that traveled down his cock and exploded into her. He felt the pressure and heat as he filled her with seed and it seemed to push against their flesh to escape and drip out of her.<br><br>The rain became cool and less intense. The raindrops became a gentle caress. The ground no longer seemed hot. The fires had vanished, though blackened twigs and branches littered the ground.<br><br>He held himself deep inside her for a few more moments. His climax had passed, but he needed to let his senses recover. Finally he pulled himself out of her, and slid from her back.<br><br>Unknown to him, his eyes had become a bright, warm yellow. As he backed up slowly, he watched Daniaris with his yellow eyes. He watched her beautiful body as a man might watch a sunrise. She seemed brighter and more glorious. He wondered what had happened. Has she done something? The questions were fleeting. His mind was focused on her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>09-07-2011, 00:43:39</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>The magic burst from her as she orgasmed, his rapid thrusts had pushed her over the edge as she was taking his energy. Her scream was not heard, her energy over rode everything as it shot out of her. It made things float, made things burn, it even made things wet. Then she felt his seed hit her womb and oh Goddess did it feel good. Laying against the ground after he got off her, she panted and shivered. <br><br>She felt so relaxed and peaceful, part of her wondered if she was dead. Opening her eyes she looked up at him then slowly stretched like a cat. Daniaris sat back and then turned her head to stare at him. "Well that was...god I don't know what that was." she felt scared of herself and hope she hadn't hurt him.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>09-07-2011, 04:07:48</strong>
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				His now yellow eyes blinked as she said she did not know what that was. It was something. But apparently she did not do it. He watched her as he thought about it.<br><br>Air. Earth. Fire. Water. Maybe what happened was the answer to his petition to the Elements. But he was not sure what it meant. Why did mystical forces always have to be so indirect and esoteric? Did they change something? He did not feel any different. Daniaris did not look any different. What had happened?<br><br>He took a slow deep breath. Something was different. He could see better. Not that his vision has been bad before, but everything looked sharper now. Even the aura around Daniaris seemed...<br><br>He had not noticed an aura before this recent bout of sex. But he could see it now. A slight purple glow. Almost as if there was a purple light directly behind her. He lowered his head to look at his paws. He saw no aura. It was just Daniaris. He looked back up to her. He wondered it the aura had always been there. She was a witch. Perhaps it had been there. But now he could see it. What did that mean?<br><br>The way she lay there, looking so relaxed, her gorgeous naked form and her innocent sexuality, it was impossible not to want her. Already his body was reacting to the beauty of her body and her scent by sending blood to his cock again.<br><br>He walked slowly forward to her and leaned his head down to her forehead.<br><br>“Something has changed,” he thought to her. “Your aura I can see now.” He let her see the memory of how she had looked to him just moments ago. “That change I think is in my perception. Has something in you changed?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>10-07-2011, 03:49:30</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Something had changed in her, she could feel it. Standing up she felt the need to hunt something and to protect. It felt like she had a wolf inside her that wasn't quite ready to come out. Her eyes had a golden ring around the pupil, she looked at Drust smiling. "This feels amazing, I feel so powerful." she laughed and then broke into a run. She ran as fast as he could, and goddess did it feel like magic. <br><br>Running back to her house she sat on the porch and looked up at the sky. Panting and laughing Daniaris couldn't believe it, she had the senses and power of a wolf. She couldn't turn but she could almost taste the magic that was in him, the ability to make him turn. She had given him some of her magic in order for her to have this. She still had her own magic but it was like giving him a copy and he gave her a copy.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>10-07-2011, 19:59:00</strong>
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				He stood there and watched her stand up. She spoke. She laughed. She ran away.<br><br>He had no idea what to make of her. She seemed to be full of contradictions. Or perhaps she simply was a contradiction.<br><br>He thought about walking away. But he knew that was not a real option. He could not walk away from her anymore than he could walk away from the planet. He had to be here. He wanted to be here.<br><br>But how was any of this going to work? How could he teach her? How could he get through to her?<br><br>She had let him fuck her. She had said she had fallen in love with him. But now she had laughed and run away as if what had happened prior to that was nothing at all. Why did he feel responsible to help her when she seemed to feel only liberation?<br><br>Ordinarily he would seek to physically discipline her. But he was not sure that was even possible with Daniaris.<br><br>He had already petitioned the Elements. He doubted they would listen a second time. He was not sure they had listened the first time.<br><br>He pondered this for a while. Then the realization came to him. He still did not know her. He had said as much to her before, and she seemed to think he only meant her name.<br><br>One must start at the beginning. It was a saying his Ma had taught him. The key to understanding, she had said, was to start at the beginning. When you see how the house was built, then you will know why it stands up. One must start at the beginning.<br><br>He transformed into his man form, and then began to walk naked through the woods towards the house. If Daniaris was not there, she would return eventually. In the mean time, he would think without the distraction of her body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>11-07-2011, 17:33:42</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris was laying in her bed when he got back, her eyes closed as she rested. Exhaustion had over come her quite quickly. The book of spells was on her chest open to a page about transformation. She had wondered if she could keep her elemental powers while also transforming into a wolf. <br><br>It said the subject would have to be powerful enough to withstand a lot of pain if she kept copying his magic and giving hers away. However yes it was possible, she had stopped reading when she finally fell asleep.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>12-07-2011, 04:16:58</strong>
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				As he stepped through the door of the house, he could smell that Daniaris was there. He followed the smell back to her bedroom. She seemed to be quite asleep, though she had not taken off her dress. There was a book on her chest. He quietly walked over to the bed and carefully picked up the book.<br><br>He frowned a little. It was not in a language he could read easily. He picked out a few words, like ‘pain’ and ‘wolf.’ She must be reading about becoming a werewolf. He wondered if there was a spell in there that would show him how to get her to slow down. Or perhaps to give him the ability to withstand her power long enough to discipline her. Not that it mattered. He could not read it anyway.<br><br>He sat on the edge of the bed as he closed the book. He put it to his forehead and thought about learning the language. He opened the book, but he still could not read the language. It had been worth a try. Surely the Elements must have done more than let him see her aura. Because that hardly seemed helpful at all.<br><br>He put the book down beside her. He look at her face as she slept. She was exceptionally beautiful. She had the body of a woman. Almost a dream of a woman. And yet she was so innocent and naive. How had she come to be this way? Why was she here alone? Who was she really? Why was she rushing to become a werewolf before she even knew what it meant to be one?<br><br>He leaned his head down to touch his forehead to hers. He intended only to wish a good sleep. But the instant his skin touched hers, he felt as though he were flooded with electricity. He pulled his head back but the arc of power between his forehead and hers remained.<br><br>His body shook as all of his muscles seemed to have contracted at once. All of his thinking seemed short circuited. Word after word flooded through his brain, none were connected into sentences.<br><br>Finally the arc of power vanished, and he fell to the floor. His body still trembled, and he was unconscious.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>14-07-2011, 20:26:30</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris woke up as she felt a shock run through her body, bolting up right she saw Drust fall. "What the fuck?!" she yelled, quickly getting out of bed. Kneeling next to him she put his head in her lap and gently smacked his face. <br><br>"Wake up Drust, come on honey wake up for me" she kept smacking his face. Daniaris didn't know what happened and she prayed he was still alive. Putting her ear to his chest, his heart beat was strong still, relaxed even. "What did I do to you?" she whispered.<br><br>&nbsp;Using her magic, wind carefully cradled him on to the bed. Walking to the sink she brought him cold water then splashed it onto his face. Hopefully that woke him up and he would tell her what the hell had happened.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>14-07-2011, 23:34:51</strong>
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				He was in a peaceful place. He recognized it as a place that no longer existed. He was in his wolf form and standing in the midst of ancient columns that looked polished and new. The wind began to blow. It picked up strength and speed until he felt as though he might be swept away. But then the wind died suddenly. He could see no one about, but he felt a hand on his head. A soft and female voice spoke into his ear.<br><br>“She will become like you. You will become like her. She is more fragile than she seems. You are stronger than you know. She will yearn for you. You will yearn for her. Embrace this gift. Already you now know her language. Do not question what the path is. You know what it is. You have always known. Be true, Drust the Blessed, Drust the Mighty, Drust the Patient. Be true. Be true. Be true.”<br><br>He blinked as he left the dream and woke up. He felt water on his face and looked up to see Daniaris. He smiled at her.<br><br>“Much is there about which we need to talk,” he deliberately said in English.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>16-07-2011, 00:30:36</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris had never felt such joy as Drust opened his eyes. Then he spoke in fluent English and she felt her jaw drop and her eyes widen. She felt the glass slip out of her fingers and break all over the floor. <br><br>Not caring about the glass she kneeled on the bed next to him. "What the hell happened?" she whispered still in shock that he can speak English.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>18-07-2011, 01:25:16</strong>
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				He smiled a little at her shock. He was glad that something was able to shock her. He propped himself up on his arm.<br><br>“Something of your power was granted to me, perhaps. Something like a static discharge,” he touched first her forehead and then his own, “occurred when your forehead was touched by mine. Your language skill was cycled into me. Or so I think. A guess is all I have.” He shook his head. “The grammar is still not correct, I can tell.<br><br>“But more important things have we to talk about. The Elements... they intend something for you. Perhaps for me too, but also is that unimportant. How did your power come to you? What is the reason you are alone? That you had no suitors clearly cannot be. Too beautiful by far for that is what you are.”<br><br>He was staring into her eyes. Those were not the right questions. He sighed at the fact that although he could use English, he still struggled to communicate in it.<br><br>“Before when several times I asked who you are, your name is what you thought I meant. But deeper than that is the question.” He touched her chest, his hand over her heart. “Who are you? The name you have is just a sound. Who are you? Tell me your name and know I what you are called. But who are you, Daniaris? Beautiful and powerful you are, this I know. But who is Daniaris? How have you come to the person you are? Why have you come to the person you are? Who are you? This I need to know. This I want to know.<br><br>“Also you do not yet submit, I know. So command do I not. A trade I offer. Speak of who you are to me, and of who I am will I speak to you.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>18-07-2011, 01:50:52</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris felt two strong emotions as Drust spoke, shock and shame. She had been so blind to the fact he wanted to know her past. Laying down next to him she sighed and then put her head in her hand. "Well Drust I have always had my powers, women all along my ancestry have had the power to control the elements. Some used it for good others....others did not." her voice sounded hard at the end and she looked down at her other hand. <br><br>"My aunt had burned an entire village down because a man there had broke her heart. Because she did that people began to burn the women in my family for fear of witches. I was 5 when I had seen my mother burn, she had done nothing wrong just went into town to buy some meat." as she spoke Daniaris got clear images in her mind from the past. Tears formed and dropped as she heard her mother's screams. Looking into his eyes "I ran and lived out in the woods for many months. Animals are naturally attracted to me and keep me safe." she remembered running and hunting with a pack of wolves, every full moon they came to her home. <br><br>"And the reason I don't have suitors is hardly anyone comes towards these woods. There have been a few that came to my home but they...they tried to take what I wasn't willing to give." she looked away and remembered being thrown across her livingroom one night. Terror had filled her veins and suddenly fire from her fireplace shot out and burned him alive. </strong> </span> </span> &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>20-07-2011, 00:21:48</strong>
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				He nodded as he listened. He reached up and gently wiped tears from her cheek. Her words did not explain all, but they did explain much. And clearly the emotions were strong. Even without their heads touching, he caught brief glimpses of scenes that must have been playing her mind.<br><br>He reached out and pulled her into an embrace. “It’s okay,” he said softly. “You don’t need to hide anything from me. You don’t need to prove you are strong. I know you are. And you’re safe now.” He held her snugly and rubbed her back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>20-07-2011, 02:40:17</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Drust's words and embrace unlocked the deepest darkest regions of Daniaris. Her body, soul, and mind let loose everything she had been holding back or hiding even from herself. The men that tried to rape her, how she had killed them, her mother's love and death, and most of all the loneliness she had felt for so many years. <br><br>Drust got to see everything there was about Daniaris even memories from childhood. Most of it was painful but there were good memories, ones of her mother. Then he saw how she had learned magic, how she had controlled the elements to keep her alive but never really tried to look any further into them. <br><br>She was completely ignorant of what it really meant to be in control of nature. That was what the elements wanted from him, to show her what she had been using all her life, what the elements really were.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>20-07-2011, 08:50:22</strong>
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				Unexpectedly, his mind wad flooded with images of Daniaris’s life. He saw clearly how Daniaris had loved her mother, how her mother had loved her, and how the mother had been killed. He saw men killed, more than he had suspected. He could not help but feel as well the sense of loneliness that seemed to encompass all of the memories, except the ones of her mother.<br><br>Most importantly he began to see that the voice in his dream had been telling the truth. He did know the path. Daniaris needed guidance. She needed love and instruction. And he was going to do his best to give her both.<br><br>But for now, he held Daniaris. He held her tightly.<br><br>“Yes, my beautiful one,” he said softly, “I see now. Thank you, Daniaris. Good girl. You are not alone any more. I am here. And I am not going away.” He began to faintly hum an old lullaby tune he remembered from his youngest days. It was a slow, gentle tune. And he began to send to her mind the memories of he had of his mother singing to him. Some of it was just her peaceful vocalizing of the tune, and some of it was slow, drawn out lyrics about being safe and dry and fed and loved. “You are not alone any more,” he repeated to her. “You’re safe now. I’m here.” He hummed the tune again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>20-07-2011, 17:49:19</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris didn't know how but she felt completely open with him. It wasn't her choice to show him all that, her magic just did it. She didn't think it bad though, it was nice to have someone know everything there was to know about her. His lullaby made her feel safe and happy, a warm smile on her face as she stroked his chest. <br><br>"Your mother was beautiful....she had a lovely voice and scent. She loved you very much Drust." Daniaris didn't know how she knew it but she figured it was the same way he knew everything now. Leaning over she kissed his chest, then his throat and neck. It wasn't her intention to be sexual, just show her affection. Soon though her desire could be scented, just his heat against her was enough to make her lust flare.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>20-07-2011, 23:51:46</strong>
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				He had not realized that Daniaris would pick up on the scent of his mother too. But the comment about his mother made him smile. As did the sensation of Daniaris’s lips on his skin.<br><br>The scent of her arousal was faint at first, but it soon began to grow. He thought about what had happened the last time they had fucked. He wondered if something like that would happen again. Then he wondered if her dress was still out in the woods where she had taken it off.<br><br>His body responded easily to her arousal. Blood began to flow to his cock, and the thoughts of gently cradling Daniaris’s body gave way to thoughts of Daniaris’s sensuality. The feel of her body against his changed from a gentle moment of emotional intimacy to a sensation of sexual intimacy.<br><br>He took her arms in his hands and moved with her to place her back on on the bed and pin down her arms. He leaned down to begin licking at her breasts. His soft tongue traveled over the curve of her chest. He explored her firm flesh by pressing his warm, wet tongue to her skin and tasting every part of her breasts.<br><br>Meanwhile, his cock was resting against her labia and getting slowly stiffer. He could feel her warmth under his cock, and he began to gently move in small, slight motions against her sex. His cock rubbed against her labia as it became stiff and hard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>21-07-2011, 17:05:08</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris wondered before she lost the ability to think why he always liked having her pinned down. Then his tongue licked every where on her breasts. Her back arched as she moaned loudly, shivering and struggling to get her hands back. <br><br>Daniaris wanted to touch him, claw him when he finally thrusted into her. The feeling of his cock slowly start to harden was frustrating, she wanted him inside her now. "Please Drust I need you" she begged and spread her legs more for him. Wrapping them up around his waist to give him perfect access.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>22-07-2011, 21:27:51</strong>
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				He felt her struggle a little beneath him, and he had to admit (to himself) that it excited him. When he heard her beg briefly, a shudder moved through him. He moaned softly as she moved her legs to put her calves on his waist.<br><br>“Mm. Beautiful,” he said with a lustful smile.<br><br>He closed his eyes as he began to slowly push his erection to her sex. He pushed gradually harder until he had just enough pressure to push the head of his cock between her vaginal lips. He savored that for a moment and opened his eyes. He began to slowly push down into her. The sensation was exquisite. Her tight vaginal muscles gradually yielding to his hard flesh felt wonderful. He kept the motion slow, and slowed even more as his hips began to get close to hers.<br><br>When his hips did finally touch hers, he pushed down to her body and held himself deep inside her. He breathed deeply and exhaled slowly.<br><br>“Mmmm. Wonderful.”<br><br>He ground down to her sex, rubbing himself against her labia and her clit. He began to pull back slowly, but only a short distance. He then started to rock his hips to her, each time pushing down slowly and grinding to her flesh.<br><br>Finally, he let go of her struggling arms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>25-07-2011, 00:52:03</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris stopped struggling as soon as he started pushing into her. Back arching as far as it could with him pinning her down. He felt amazing, it was like the first time, her hips wiggling and wanting more. <br><br>Moaning loudly she dug her nails into the bed and rocked her hips. As soon as he released her arms, her nails were grazing down his back. Then her body arched so he could go deeper, moaning his name as she tighten rough around his cock. That peak was so close, she hoped he threw off it.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>26-07-2011, 06:49:09</strong>
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				He moaned softly as she responded so eagerly. He heard her moan his name, and it sent warm shivers down his spine. She was so tight; her vaginal muscles squeezed his cock like a vise. He felt her nails press to his skin as if they meant to draw blood. The scent and feel and sound of her were calling to his lust. He took a deep breath to maintain control, but that only seemed to inhale her scent and her pheromones. He moaned softly.<br><br>He managed to pause for a moment, with his cock deep inside her. The scent of her lust was strong and sweet. He could see it in her aura. It was beautiful. It swirled about her like like tendrils of smoke. It curled around her face and her breasts. He felt it envelop him and call to his own lustful desire. It even seemed to color her eyes and her hair. He saw it on her lips. Her luscious lips. Her gorgeous lips. The lips that moaned his name.<br><br>He leaned down and kissed her lips as he began to fuck her again. He kissed her hard as his hips thrust down harshly to her over and over. He pulled back and pushed down strong and fast. He moaned into the kiss, and felt the intoxication of lust fill him. He clenched his groin muscles tight and bucked to her body.<br><br>He broke the kiss and brought his mouth to her ear. “Cum,” he whispered. “Cum for me.” His mouth went to her neck and began to roughly bite and lick her skin. His cock continued to pound in her sex. He moaned to her neck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>27-07-2011, 16:13:34</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Their connection was stronger, she could feel his lust and the way he held back. She could also see his lust, it was in his aura, swirls of dark purple which soon became the only color she saw from him. It was like he was absorbing all the lust between them. Daniaris didn't like the way he held back, if anything it pissed her off. Leaning up she kissed him slowly and roughly, trying to coax the beast out of him. <br><br><em>Let go my love, show me the animal within.</em> Shaking hard as he started to fuck her hard, head falling back as she moaned his name loudly. Her orgasm was already there when he commanded her too so she just let go. Screaming his name as the orgasm rocked her hard. After she finally regained feeling and thought she found herself still wanting him, what the fuck was going on with her body?</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>28-07-2011, 00:50:40</strong>
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				To hear her scream out his name is sexual ecstasy made him grin. Even though she tempting him to let go, he managed to hold on through her orgasm. He watched her aura swirl and grow bright as she climaxed. It was a beautiful sight, almost like watching the sun come up behind the mountains on a hazy morning.<br><br>He slowed and relaxed his motion to her body. He rocked to her gently. He began to let go of his control over his lustful desire. He moaned softly as he felt his cock throbbing inside her. He felt the blood in his veins and the heard the pulsing beat of it in his ears. He pushed down to her in time with his pulse. As his heart beat began to increase, so did the rhythm of his thrusts to her pussy.<br><br>Her aura seemed to be trying to entice him. It flowed over her breasts, emphasizing the glorious shape of them. The aura seemed to glow in her cheeks and her eyes and her lips. The aura and the scent of her body enveloped him. He felt it all around him, moving over his skin.<br><br>He was soon bucking to her hard and fast. He groaned as he felt his control slipping away. He began growling in his lust. His hips slammed down almost angrily to her body. His body began to change in way it had never done before. He began to become something not wholly man and not wholly wolf.<br><br>Bristles of fur began to cover him. His mouth and ears and eyes took on a slightly more wolf like shape, but the rest of him remained human in shape. His muscles thickened and his body seemed to grow. His cock too seemed to grow thicker even as he continued to fuck her.<br><br>He was not fully aware of the change. In letting go of his control he lad he allowed his mind to fill with the intoxication of her scent. He felt her cunt tighten incredibly on his erection. Which made his body push down harder to her. Which in turn brought him to the edge of orgasm. But her tightness seemed to be holding back his release, and he pushed harder and harder. His hips bucked madly to her body. He growled loudly with the need to cum.<br><br>He roared when he finally felt the release. His hips pressed down, pinning her to the bed, making the bed frame creak. His body shook as he felt eruption after eruption of hot semen. He felt each jet of cum move down the shaft of his cock and explode from the tip of his erection. He roared and roared again as he pumped his thick seed into her.<br><br>He gasped when it was done. He was still unaware of the change in his appearance as he stared down at Daniaris. He held himself inside her for a few more moments. He smiled at her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>28-07-2011, 01:13:21</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris didn't even feel his hips move until she started to notice his body changing. It hurt, his cock had gotten bigger and there was fur all over him. His head looked more wolf then human and it reminded her of an Egyptian god. Shaking and moaning loudly, she wiggled her hips trying to get it to stop hurting. Then she started to feel really good, his lust was seeping into her body. <br><br>His aura had gone from swirls of purple and blues to straight blood red. It didn't scare her because all she could feel was lust. Then she orgasmed, his seed spilling into her womb caused the lust to explode. Her nails dug into his back and raked down as she bucked and screamed. Some how though the scream sounded more like a howl. Collapsing back against the bed she took deep breathes while her eyes were closed. <br><br>When she finally opened them Drust was smiling down at her. Still in his half man half wolf form. "So why hasn't your body changed before during sex?" Daniaris didn't know that he was unaware of the change obviously.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 07:40:15</strong>
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				He blinked at the question. “Changed?” he said in a growling voice. The word sounded wrong in English and he tried it again in his own language. It was better, but it still sounded wrong. He looked down at himself. He was covered in fur. He blinked.<br><br>His euphoria made his thoughts seem like they were packed in cotton. What had happened? He closed his eyes and focused on shifting to human form. And it seemed to happen quickly. He opened his eyes a moment after he had closed them, and the fur was gone.<br><br>“What just happened?” He put his hand up to cover his mouth and his eyes widened. “I am using your grammar. I have been since... you told me some of your history.” He blinked again. “The connection. Between us.” His eyes widened again. “Wow.”<br><br>“You are becoming more wolfen.” He smiled. And then he frowned. “When is the full moon?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 05:41:12</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris was still confused by what he was saying, then she realized it was because she really couldn't understand him. It was like he was speaking a foreign language. Then he said something clearly and she realized it was in wolf speech. Daniaris closed her eyes and called upon the Goddess to make her brain clear. <br><br>Then suddenly she heard him ask clearly when the full moon was. "In two days." Daniaris didn't know how she knew but her body could always feel when the moon was near. "Why was it difficult for me to understand English?" Daniaris didn't understand what was happening to her. Her skin felt itchy and she scratched at her arm, it didn't help. <br><br>Daniaris realized her skin didn't itch, her blood did. Something was happening slowly inside her and she didn't know why. It made no sense, in her book it took sacrifice to become wolfen, she hadn't sacrificed anything.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>01-08-2011, 04:30:59</strong>
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				What was happening to Daniaris was a little bit outside Drust’s ken. People who are not werewolves don’t become werewolves. But it seemed to be happening to Daniaris. The Elements had somehow done this.<br><br>“Listen to me, Daniaris,” he said in his native tongue. “I think I understand. The Elements have done this. I don’t know how you think of them, but to my people...” The next word caught in his throat. His people. His people did not exist any more. He took a deep breath.<br><br>“When the wolfen were still around, they worshiped the elements. You know them. Water, air, earth and fire. Not the literal substances but the spirits of these things. And even as filthy as I am, even I still pray to them once in a while. You somehow serve them. You have great power. But they have bound us together. The Elements have. And something happened out in the woods. When you let me fuck you when I was in wolf form, they did something to us. I am changed and so are you.<br><br>“Breathe deep. Try to stay calm. I’m not sure what they’ve done to me, but I think I know what they’ve done to you. You’re becoming a werewolf. Your first change ever is coming, and your body is going to feel strange and eventually there will be pain. I think you’ve started having a hard time understanding English because you’re being changed into a pure werewolf. I am sure your language skill will return in time. And I think temporarily you will lose your powers. To let you have them as you change for the first time would be like letting an atomic bomb explode. You would destroy everything in sight.<br><br>“Breathe though. You have to breathe deep and stay focused. I will be here through the entire process. I will help you as best I can.”<br><br>He moved to sit on the bed, and he pulled her to sit with him on his lap. His arms slid around her torso and held her. He thought about her book. He was not sure it would help. What was happening was something new, he thought. Werewolves did not become witches. Witches did not become werewolves. Not permanently. And yet both were happening.<br><br>“I’m going to help you, Daniaris. But you’ll have to do what I say.” And he realized something else was new too. “For the time being, you’ll have to obey me. I am the one in charge, and I think that is part of the Elements’ plan.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>01-08-2011, 07:40:16</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris was scared, what was happening was more then she had ever known. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Daniaris listened carefully to Drust and thought about everything he said. The Elements were Gods, okay she could understand that. But why mess with her and Drust, why were they so special. Holding on tightly to Drust she felt that itch constantly and also it was getting really hard to think straight. <br><br>"I'm scared Drust....Will it hurt?" she could no longer speak english only wolf. Daniaris knew it would but not how bad. She was scared and excited, the thought of becoming a werewolf was fascinating but she didn't want to lose her magic. Daniaris loved being a witch, she prayed to the moon not to take that birth right from her.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>02-08-2011, 16:54:04</strong>
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				Letting his speech drift to full wolfen langauge, he nodded to her and said, “Yes, Daniaris, hurt it will. At first, a little only will it hurt, but eventually a great amount will it hurt. So much will it hurt that to bear the pain will seem impossible. However, possible it is and so bear it you shall. Present always with you will I be.”<br><br>He lay on his back and pulled her to him. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. He sighed and forced himself back to a grammar that would be easier for her to follow.<br><br>“My own Daniaris, I am sure the lack of your usual power will seem frightening. But believe me when I say it is necessary. To combine your grand though undisciplined power over the elements with the raw and feral power of becoming a werewolf and and transforming into a wolf for the first time, it would ruin all that you cherish here and everything for miles around.<br><br>“Breathe deep and listen. You are going to become connected to the elements of earth and fire, water and air more deeply than you ever have before. I imagine this will make you more powerful than ever before once your magic returns to you. As the transformation begins to overcome you, and the real pain begins, cling to that thought. And cling to the knowledge that I am here, helping you.”<br><br>He rubbed her back with a firm but gentle touch. He lifted his head and watched her aura for a moment. Her bright violet aura was becoming dark swirl of brown, orange, blue and grey. He was not sure how, but he knew this was the work of the Elements. They were making the changes in her to bring to her the power of being a werewolf. Soon, his strange new knowledge told him, the colors would fade simply to black and Daniaris would begin to transform.<br><br>“Food. Daniaris, this will go easier if you have eaten well. Do you have some food you can eat now?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 16:21:53</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris didn't like the sound of that much pain but he kept telling her he would be by her side no matter what. Holding tight to him she kept breathing and focusing on how amazing it will be to be a werewolf. The he talked about food and her stomach almost jumped. She was very hungry and she trusted him when he said it would help. <br><br>"Yes there is bread, deer steak, cheese, and a sweet sauce to go over the meat. Put it all together and it will taste really good." she slowly pulled herself away from him and got out of bed. She wasn't in pain yet but she knew by tomorrow morning it would be hell. Her blood still itched but she ignored it and focused on making them sandwiches. "Do you think I'll love it or hate it?" she trusted him to know her well enough to answer.<br><br>&nbsp;In her mind pain was a small price to be able to run through the forest as a wolf with Drust. She remembered the feeling of them together while he was in wolf form and that made her lust rise. Her emotions were getting harder and harder to control, they felt stronger then normal. <br><br>He would be able to see it in her aura, it looked like straight purple fog around her. When she put everything away and put the sandwiches on plates, she came back to the bed. Handing him one then sitting next to him.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 21:12:10</strong>
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				He watched her sensual body walk away as he sat up on the bed. He could see the swirling lust in her aura. That he could see her aura made her stand out in sharp relief against everything else. It was as if he could see her better than he could see anything else.<br><br>As she walked back with the sandwiches, he could tell her lust was growing. By the time she finished her sandwich she would be practically needing a good hard fuck. Of course, with the way she aroused him, so would he.<br><br>“If you are asking about your initial transformation, I cannot say. It will be sensual and deeply spiritual and extremely painful all at once. I will say that back when... back then, some females would orgasm in their initial transformations. They were usually the ones who were late in getting their first transformation. And you, you are already so sensual, I don’t know what it will do to you.<br><br>“If you are asking about being a werewolf, then I think you will like it very much. Your primal instincts become stronger. Your senses become stronger. Your lusts become stronger. Even in your human form those things will be stronger. It will change your body. Not just into and out of a wolf form. Initial transformations always make a body more lean and more sensitive. You may find after the transformation that your body, in both wolf and human forms, will become aroused more easily and that your arousal will feel more intense.”<br><br>As she sat down and handed him a plate, he took it from her. He put the plate on the bed and picked up the sandwich. He took a bite as he looked her body over. She was a beautiful woman. She would make a beautiful wolf. He was certain. But she needed some distraction from the changes occuring inside her.<br><br>“Tell me how it is that you were waiting for me. I know you said other men have tried to force themselves on you, but surely there must have been men who came to woo such a beauty as yourself. Were there never other witches or wizards who came by?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 22:12:52</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Her senses were becoming stronger, she could smell and taste better then ever. However her head hurt like pressure was building. She ate her sandwhich slowly while listening to Drust. She almost chocked on a bite of her sandwhich as he talked about orgasms during the first change. Smiling she drank some juice before speaking. "So I'll be in agonizing pain and orgasm at the same time?" the thought made her laugh but at the same time wonder how horny she was going to be. <br><br>His last question caught her off guard but she just kept the smile on her face. "Witches don't like other witches unless they are in a coven. No I am too strong willed for most people. One wizard came to try and mate but I just found him disgusting." it was at that point and time she realized she had used a wolf term. It was getting harder and harder to think clearly. She remembered the wizard being very handsome but his personality made her see him as an ugly man.<br><br>&nbsp;She finished her sandwhich, putting the plate next to the bed on a night stand before laying down. She felt much better laying down, Daniaris kept looking Drust over. God he was such a magnificent man in any form.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 06:07:23</strong>
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				Drust had been hungrier than he had realized. He had barely tasted the sandwich as he ate it in a handful of bites. He watched Daniaris with rapt attention. There was something uniquely exciting about watching her aura of lust even as he could smell the arousal on her. He knew this was a dangerous time. She was getting closer and closer to her first ever transformation. But her effect on him was getting harder to control.<br><br>Once more, she was arousing him. He was amazed by her ability to so affect his senses. He wondered if an ordinary human would have ever been able to handle such extraordinary sensuality. He wondered how intense she would become after she transformed. Was that the key?<br><br>As she lay back on the bed, he made no pretense of hiding the fact that he hungrily looked over her body. His gaze ran over her chest and down her torso to her crotch and thighs and calves, and then slowly back up to her face. He said nothing as he reached out and began to caress her thigh. He leaned down to her and gently touched his lips to hers. His hand slid slowly and softly over her thigh and gradually moved toward to her crotch. His lips touched her cheeks and her neck.<br><br>His already hardening cock had become fully erect the moment he touched her. The scent of her flesh, the sight of her aura, the sound of her breathing, all were feeding his arousal. He kept his breathing slow and calm to help himself control his lust. His breath was warm each time he exhaled against her skin.<br><br>His fingers slid up along her inner thigh to find her warm crotch and began to stroke her labia. His lips lingered, kissing her neck repeatedly before moving down to her shoulder. He smiled as he kissed below her collar bone and began to gently nibble as he moved his mouth down toward her breasts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 16:32:49</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris shivered as soon as he touched her, all her pain melted away to become pure, unrestricted, lust. All her hormones raged and she couldn't help but growl hungrily. Her nails digging into the bed as she opened her legs to him and pulled him on top of her. Her nails dug into his arms as she blatantly demanded the wolf in him to come out. <br><br>In her eyes there seemed to be golden flecks glowing bright as she leaned up and kissed him hard. Her hips rubbing up against his as her nails raked down his chest. His aura called to her and she couldn't deny her love or lust to him. There didn't need to be any words between them, their auras and body language spoke more than words.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 19:48:20</strong>
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				He watched her aura of lust get more intense and seem the grow. He was certain his own aura must also be one of lust and now his and hers commingled, feeding each other. As her fingernails pressed to his flesh, he felt the pain sink deep into him. The pain woke his feral lust, and he growled softly.<br><br>No other woman had ever been able to call up his primal desires as Daniaris did. He had learned to resist his deepest impulses. But he had no reason to hold back with Daniaris. She knew what he was. She had no problem with his wolf form. She was even now wordlessly begging for the manifestation of his wolfen body. No other woman had ever done so. What other woman could have?<br><br>She leaned up to kiss him hard and he eagerly parted his lips to let his tongue dance with hers. Her fingernails scratched at his chest, and he began to change. Fur grew on his skin. His limbs changed shape. His face distorted and grew a wolf snout. He growled in pain and lust as he transformed into his huge wolfen form.<br><br>He stared down at her with yellow eyes as his rock hard cock pressed to her cunt. Without knowing what he did, he willed her hips to rise up even as he pushed his thick erection into her tight pussy. Her hips were lifted up, allowing him to easily fuck her in his wolfen form. He growled loudly as he fucked her hard. His cock pushed her cunt walls apart over and over. He barked and snapped at her flesh as his lust filled up his mind with primal need. His thrusts were hard, with no concern for her comfort.<br><br>He was a wolf fucking his mate. He had no control over the exchanges of magical powers and authorities and abilities that were taking place. He had no control over the magical call that wolves and dogs for miles around were answering. They began surrounding the house for reasons they did not understand. In the far distance, dogs who could not escape fences or leashes or walls barked wildly.<br><br>The canines were not the only entities surrounding Drust and Daniaris. Unseen forces watched. They watched as the auras of the couple became a single aura just as their flesh united. Beings whose essence was beyond even the knowlege of Daniaris smiled on the union.<br><br>The enchanted lust and ecstatic delectation filled the room. Drust fucked the woman he loved. He fucked his mate. He shoved his cock to her cunt relentlessly. And he let himself get lost to the sensations. At the edge of his senses, he knew there was some other power or powers in the room, but he ignored them. They were insignificant compared to his primal need to chase his pleasure in the cunt of Daniaris, his lover and mate.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 22:58:54</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>As soon as he turned into a wolf Daniaris' whole body arched up to meet his and held on tight. Her body welcomed his intrusion and she moaned loudly. Her nails dug tight into his body as she felt like her body was splitting. Her bones shifted and a light dust of fur slowly spread over her body. It was if her body was in mid shift while he pounded into her. She couldn't moan as her mouth tried to form into a muzzle. Pushing him off she got on her hands knees even though her hands were trying to turn into paws. <br><br>Once he got back on top of her and started pounding her again she felt much better. No more pain as her body got closer and closer to full shift. Some how it was like her magic was speeding up the process, the magic seemed to vibrate around them in the air. It called to all the animals and supernatural, making them horny and happy. There was going to be a new werewolf soon and everyone was excited. Her whole body shook as she howled her orgasm, her juices flooding over his massive cock.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 23:40:10</strong>
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				He could sense her body trying already to transform. The power of it crackled in the air. He could smell it. As she pushed him up so she could turn to her hands and knees, he growled loudly. When she was finally on her hands and knees, he put his front paws on her back and shoved forcefully into her from behind.<br><br>He heard her howl as her cunt tightened and the hot juices of her orgasm flowed over his erection. He barked as he buried his cock deep inside her. The base of his cock thickened, forming a knot of flesh inside her cunt. And he felt her vaginal walls tighten almost painfully on his cock. It was his turn to howl as he orgasmed inside her, filling her with semen. As her cunt squeezed and milked his cock, he felt as though he was orgasming repeatedly. Thick and hot, his semen pumped into her over and over. One climax would seem to end and another began.<br><br>And each orgasm carried more than cum. Magic and enchantments beyond magic flowed between them and around them. The air was thick as power seemed crackle like electricity and flow like water and swirl like eddies in the wind. Already there was nothing to stop Daniaris from transforming at will into a wolfen form. Elemental powers flowed to Drust and seeped into his bones.<br><br>When the knot of flesh at the base of his cock finally relaxed, he pulled himself from her body and lay on the bed. On his side and panting, he looked to her with his wolfen eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>16-09-2011, 00:04:54</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>As soon as Drust's cum hit her insides, Daniaris' pain stopped and when she opened her eyes the room looked very different. The fire was so bright and she could see the auras of all the beings out side of her home. Her nose was over whelmed by everything she could smell. Standing up she yelped and fell off the bed. Rolling she stood up and circled herself to find a very large black tail. She barked in surprise then looked up at Drust. She was sleek and beautiful, her coat black as night but her eyes were the most beautiful part of her. <br><br>They glowed gold with purple flecks scattered around. Her tail wagged behind her as she dropped her chest down and barked playfully at him. She ran up to the door and carefully with her teeth opened the door to come face to face with a large crowd of different beings. If it had been any other wolf or any other girl they would have hid but Daniaris roared at them. It was clear that her message was back the fuck off. They bowed and parted a path for her into the forest. She took a deep breath before running to the forest, her legs gracefully carrying her.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>16-09-2011, 18:43:44</strong>
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				He watched her glorious wolfen form as she turned in a circle, and barked and bounded to the door. He raised himself up from the bed, and watched her open the door. He knew she would need to run. Every wolfen needed to run after the first transformation. He shook his head as she needlessly roared at the wolves and dogs outside the house. She did not understand her position or her authority as a werewolf among ordinary canines. She was still so naive.<br><br>He watched her take off running. He stood and lightly jumped from the bed. He saw many of the youngest of the wolves that had gathered outside the house run after Daniaris. They felt her joy and they would share some small part of it by running with her. He hoped she would let them.<br><br>He sighed and closed his eyes. He transformed to his human form with greater ease than seemed proper. Transformation should hurt, yet it seemed to happen almost effortlessly now. Some part of the sharing of power had done this. He opened his eyes and saw some of the older wolves still outside the house. They silently watched him.<br><br>“To you no threat I am,” he told them in his wolfen tongue. “Daniaris, new wolfen is she. Learn she will. From wolfen tradition is she not. Our ways she knows not. Taught will she be. Taught by me. Be not angry. Respect you she does, even if like a pup she acts. Time grant her, grant us. The Elements, methinks, with us are. Possible have the Elements made her change. Be at peace. Well will all be.”<br><br>The wolves made no sound. One of them nodded. Then they turned to face the woods, to await Daniaris’s return.<br><br>He smiled a little. He looked around the room. He could not see them, but somehow he sensed there were still entities watching him. He wondered who and why. He turned around, looking at every part of the room, wishing there was some place to focus, some set of eyes to stare down. He stopped with his back to the open door.<br><br>“Why?” he asked in English. “What is the purpose of all this? Is there one?” He shook his head. “I know. It is beyond me. I could not understand your intent because cannot share your perspective. I do not know why I am here. I know that I seem to have come to love this strange and wonderful woman, but I don’t know why you seem to to have chosen me for something. I am only a lonely old wolf. I don’t know how I can teach her anything. She hardly listens. And I fear my patience will not suffice. I feel wholly inadequate to achieve anything you may have set for me. I am not a teacher. I am a man from a forgotten and lost tribe. I am base. What value can you possibly think I would bring to this situation?”<br><br>He sighed.<br><br>“She will not submit. You know that. But I cannot submit either. How can this be? Be true you said. If we are both true, how can we remain? She is powerful in ways I barely understand. I am just a man who can turn into a wolf. And now, she can do the same. I am base. And you have made her a queen of magic. I have no authority here. I don’t understand. Your plans are beyond me.<br><br>“You know my service exists only in respect. I have never bowed to your will in the way of a true servant. I submit only so far as your greater power forces me to submit. I turned to you in this instance only because I know you have brought me here and because my foolish, lonely soul has come to love this strange woman you placed in my path. But I am not a servant. Be true, you said. I cannot be else, but I do not see how that helps you. Or her.<br><br>“I am only a fool. I will do what I can for her because I love her, not because I am serving you. I think perhaps it may end me. She is something more than woman. Her power is great, and I am just a man. Yes, you said I was more powerful than I know. But I cannot do what she does. I have no real authority here. You have led me to an impossible path.”<br><br>He sighed again.<br><br>“Have your way. I cannot stop you.”<br><br>He shook his head.<br><br>“I respect you, but there are times I do not like you. You meddle and then leave me with insufficient information. It is tiresome. You treat me like a servant when you know I do not serve. I would I had her power. Then perhaps you would serve me for once. No, it would be an illusion. Just as hers is. She serves you. This is why she will not serve me. I would make a poor replacement for you. What can I give her? She has all. I am base. I am a man. Gold does not serve lead. Diamonds do not serve dust. Gods do not serve animals.<br><br>“Yet, I remain.”<br><br>He shrugged, and then waved his hands as if he could dismiss the powers that watched him. There was no point in going on. The entities would probably give no thought to him anyway. He knew his words would make no difference. The Elements almost never paid him any heed, and whatever other powers there might be certainly never did. There would be no answers.<br><br>He sat down cross-legged on the floor. He would practice breathing and try not to think about how impossible the situation was. He loved a woman who could not be his. She belonged to the Elements, to the powers that be. Yet, he would remain. Maybe, just maybe, he could teach her something. If she would ever listen. And maybe she would let him remain. The sex was good anyway. Breathe, he thought. Just breathe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>16-09-2011, 18:59:39</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris kept running till she suddenly felt very alone. Sniffing the air for Drust's scent she couldn't find. Young wolves followed her till she was suddenly surrounded by a large pack. Male lust was in the air but a female caught her eye as she turned over and presented her belly to Daniaris. Padding forward slowly till she sniffed and then licked the girl's neck to show it was okay to stand. They submitted to her and she loved to have that kind of power. When an old one came forward, Daniaris sniffed at him and then nuzzled his neck. They accepted her even thought she still could feel her magic coursing through her blood even now. <br><br>She wondered if she could still control water and fire. There were so many questions running through her mind but no one could answer. Daniaris left the pack to go back to her home. She could hear Drust talking then shouting. His words made her feel happy but sad at the same time. Drust didn't think she would listen to him, well she would just have to try harder. Walking up to him, she laid down and put her muzzle in his lap, wrapping her tail around his body to pull him close. Staring up at his face she waited for him to speak. </strong> </span> </span> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 01:50:19</strong>
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				He listened as the large black wolf walked into the room on quiet paws. She stepped to where he sat on the floor, and the wolf put her head on his lap. He petted her fur and gently scratched the top of her head. He smiled down at her wolfen face.<br><br>“You are a beautful wolf, Daniaris. As I knew you would be. Since you are already in wolf form ahead of the proper full moon, you must be able to change at will. Which means you can return to human form at will. And your ability to control the elements, I would guess, should have returned to you by now.”<br><br>His hands continued to stroke her fur as he spoke. He enjoyed the softness of her fur against his hands, and the warmth of her body near his. She was now, perhaps, a perfect servant of the Elements. Maybe that had been the plan all along.<br><br>“Those wolves,” he gestured with his head to the animals outside, “you will be their High Queen. They will serve you. But you must respect them. You don’t need to bark at them to get them to show you deference. They will do it anyway. Remember to love them, Daniaris. Learn to lead through service, not through command, and they will do anything you ask of them, including lay down their lives. Do not treat them as if you are entitled to their service. Treat them as if they are entitled to yours. <br><br>“Remember that even ordinary wolves are proud. They are not children. They are wolves. You are their High Queen, not their mother. They do not need you to tell them how to live or to provide for them. When they need you, they will let you know.”<br><br>He was not sure she would remember what he told her. But now she had been told. Whether she heeded him was up to her and the powers she served. He smiled at her.<br><br>“You are so beautiful.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 23:17:44</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris was becoming more able to think in her wolf form. She listened to Drust and thought hard about what he said. It was a hard concept for her to grasp but she nodded. Then licked his neck happily at his compliment. She had questions to ask but she didn't know how to speak to him or how to shift back. Closing her eyes tight she thought hard. Human form...Human form... <br><br>Suddenly she yelped in pain as her body shifted back to her more smaller form. Laying in his lap she looked up into his eyes with a smile. From now on she decided to speak the native language with him, it was easier for her. "If I'm queen does that make you King?" she tilted her head. She could feel their combined magic coursing through her body, her aura had become a bright blue. <br><br>She felt very strong and very happy, more than that she felt more connected to him. A thought came to Daniaris mind as she wondered if she could control the elements still in her wolf form. "Drust you said this was the work of the elements....I think I know why they gave me this power now...why they brought you to me." it all made sense now in her mind.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 00:52:31</strong>
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				He smiled to her as she transformed with skill that, by traditional werewolf terms, she had not earned. Yet, she was so unusual. The situation was so unusual. It should not be possible for her to transform at all, and yet she had gained the ability. And now her aura was changing colors. What did that mean? He had no idea. He was not acquainted with this kind of magic. Perhaps he would have time to learn. Or perhaps the Elements would send him on his way once more. Perhaps they were done with him. Only they would know.<br><br>She asked if her being queen made him king. “I do not know,” he replied. “They have not treated me so before. I do not know why they would now.” He stroked her hair as he had stroked her fur. His hand moved with slow and repetitive motion, savoring for as long as he could the sensation of her soft luxurious hair against his skin.<br><br>She said she thought she knew why the Elements had given her the power to transform. Her connection to them was greater than his, so perhaps she did know. “Tell me, Daniaris. I would know your thoughts on this.”<br><br>He hoped the explanation would be long. It would give him more time to sit with her and enjoy her presence and her beauty. He was not sure what was left for him to do, and he feared that the Elements would have him leave Daniaris despite his love for her. Or perhaps because of it. But he did not show his fear. He only smiled warmly at Daniaris and continued to stroke her hair.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 23:40:35</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>"Let me show you. I think they gave us a way to keep the forests human free." she had noticed recently all the humans moving towards her. If they built a town near her, many animals would have no home. She walked outside among all the other wolves and creatures. Smiling she looked up at the moon as her body shifted. Back in her wolf form she focused on her magic and thought hard about fire. It caused a very warm then burning sensation in her core that spread. <br><br>Her eyes were closed so she didn't see that as she focused on her inner fire, her fur had streaks of fire running through it. The fire spread slowly till there was no longer fur just fire in the form of a wolf. When she opened her eyes all they saw was black empty eyes. She wagged her tail which sent little embers around her. Her tongue lolled out which looked perfectly normal. This is amazing. Her voice sang through his mind.</strong></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>06-10-2011, 17:55:59</strong>
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				His eyes went wide. He had never seen this before. Did she mean to burn humans or merely terrorize them? A wolf made of fire. Would that have allowed werewolves to survive or have hastened their demise? Surely she knew that trying to push humans away in such a manner would only make them come after her.<br><br>“You’re going to keep the humans away by burning down your house?” He shook his head as he moved to stomp out the tiny fires that had been started by the embers from her tail.<br><br>He sighed. He recalled the image Daniaris had showed him of her mother burning. He wondered if she meant to burn others. He also thought of the hunting of werewolves. How they had been hunted until only a handful had been left, and that handful had scattered. He did not even know if any of the rest of them were still alive. He had been alone for so long, and then he had encountered this strange and beautiful woman, had somehow come to love her, and now she seemed to be proposing starting the cycle of fear and death all over again.<br><br>“You cannot keep humans away by becoming a monster. They will turn on you. They will hunt you down. I know you think you have all this power and you will stop them. You won’t. And they too have weapons. They will not stop until you are destroyed.<br><br>“The werewolves thought they could stop the advance of man. Some even tried to rule over men.” He shook his head. “And for our troubles, we were hunted down. All our power and strength meant nothing in the end. Your intentions might be good, but they will call you evil. And even if a handful take up your cause, an equal handful will only dedicate themselves to your destruction. And they will prevail. It is what they do.<br><br>“If you want to protect the woods, you have to find away to make them do it. Your mistake, our mistake too, is thinking you can do it by controlling them. You can’t. It doesn’t work.<br><br>“So as beautiful as this fire-wolf worm is, I don’t see how it will help you keep the humans out of the woods. And I don’t see how I can stop you. I am starting to wonder if I was brought here to be punished. To be shown how impotent I am against someone with the forces of nature at her beck and call.”<br><br>He looked around the room and then up at the ceiling. “I get it. You want me humbled,” he said the powers that seemed to be around him and Daniaris. “And I am. But I do not submit. I am base. I admit it. But I am not your servant. You, Elements, or whoever you are, I acknowledge you. I always have. And here you have shown me a magnificent woman of incredible power. Power I cannot hope to match. If you seek to tempt me to with power, I refuse it. I don’t want it all. I simply want a home. I want peace. I have had enough of the games and the needless deaths. Yes, I turn to you when you have something I need. And you have done the same to me. You wanted this woman to have the powers of the werewolf. And you used me to make it happen. I am merely wolfen. I know this. And now what? Shall I have my heart torn again by watching this woman try to use her power to control people?”<br><br>The wind outside swirled around the house. It blew stronger and stronger while he was talking. The flames in the fireplace slowly grew.<br><br>“I am merely wolfen. But wolfen I am. Wolfen I remain. I remain! Give me peace or let me be!” He lifted fists into the air. The fire in the fireplace roared as if angry at his display. The wind howled and churned with near-hurricane force. “Let me be! I will make my own peace.” He heard the wind and noticed the flames in the fireplace. He assumed it was the angry powers threatening him. “You can do no worse to me than you already have. Let me be. Can’t you just leave me and Daniaris alone? We could have peace!”<br><br>He shook his head and dropped his hands. The wind died and the fire nearly went out.<br><br>“No, you can’t. I am wolfen. You are what you are. Daniaris is Daniaris. I know. I am only wolfen. Would that I could overcome you. Not to rule you. Just to have my peace and go my way.<br><br>“I cannot submit. Daniaris cannot submit, at least not to me. You cannot submit.” The wind and fire flared. “Why can you not give me peace!” The wind and fire died. “Or at least let me have my own.”<br><br>He finally looked to Daniaris again. “You are so young. Young in heart and mind. I almost wish I could be like you. Sure of my power to change the world. Then I could simply join you. And we could run riot. Humans would fear us. And we would be glorious for a while. And then death would come, and we would become legend.<br><br>“But I am too old. I am too wise. I am too heartbroken. And your beauty breaks my old soul. You are glorious. And I am not. You will blind me like a sun. And I will watch anyway, because you, Daniaris, you are beautiful.”<br><br>He opened his mouth again, but no sound came out. He shook his head and looked down at the floor. What was left to say. He did not know.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lover of the moon03</strong> on <strong>10-10-2011, 04:46:09</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Daniaris was confused by his words and actions. When the elements responded to his yelling with a type of their own, she shifted back. She took his hands into hers and made him look into her eyes. "You need to quit thinking in all negatives...Drust I'm not going to go terrorize the humans. There is no way they could kill me because you cannot kill the elements. I can be fire, wind, earth, and water. If we were to have children they would have the same magic. We can protect the forest and all our kind inside it. They will never come near the border between us and them if indestructible wolves guard it".<br><br>&nbsp;She hoped he understood. In her mind it was all clear. Her magic had evolved with his to become a hybrid species. They would become the guardians of the forests, keep the humans in line. They were starting to over take land they had no rights to. Stealing homes and murdering the animals and land. </strong> </span> </span> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Werewolf and the Witch (Xajow &amp; lover of the moon03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xajow</strong> on <strong>13-10-2011, 10:20:23</strong>
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				He smiled to Daniaris. She was so earnest and so young. She knew exactly what to do and how it would work. He had been like that once. But that was a long time ago.<br><br>“I can’t stop you. I have not your power. And even if I did, I doubt I could do anything that would slow you down. But I ask you to think for a moment. Just stop and breathe and think.<br><br>“Humans see a wolf made of fire or water or earth that is walking about and controlling the elements to stop the humans from intruding on the forest. To them you won’t be a protecting force. They won’t submit to you. You’ll be a monster, a threat to them and to their children. They will see you as a challenge to overcome. And they will attack. They will be clever. You say you’re not going to terrorize them. But think back to what happened when I mistakenly thought you were trying to trick me. You reacted with violent action. What are you going to do when the humans try to attack you or some how get past you into the woods? You’ll defend yourself and the forest. You will have the best of intentions, but you will still frighten them.<br><br>“And just because you think you’re indestructible does not mean you are. Look at history. Humans always find ways to kill the monsters. They always find ways to overcome obstacles to get what they want.<br><br>“I’m not trying to stop you from protecting the forest and the animals. But trying to force people to bend to your will...” He sighed. “If what you want is to protect what is here, you need to enlist the humans, not push them away.<br><br>“Remember what I said about being a queen of the wolves? You have to lead by serving. If you want the humans to stop encroaching on the forest, you need to give them reasons to protect it, not fear you. Lead by serving. Invite some humans to come see the wonder. Invite some of them to come learn the power of the elements that you have found here. Give them a reason to protect this place, and they will. Give them a reason to love, Daniaris. Love will protect this place. Not fear.<br><br>“I’ve seen what results from fear. Does the fact that there are no more of my kind escape your notice? It does not escape mine. I know what fear does. I’ve seen the unintended consequences of trying to protect by force and fear. It cannot be sustained. It crumbles. And people die. Friends. Loved ones. You know this. Or you should. It is why your mother was killed. It is why my... it is why there are no more wolfen.”<br><br>He looked down at the floor. The sadness was an old one. It was too old for tears. But not too old to hurt.<br><br>“Please, Daniaris, listen to what I’m saying. Find a better way. Find a better way. I know you refuse to submit, but listen to me. Just this once. Find a better way.”<br><br>His heart felt heavy. Like a weight in his chest that would pull him to the ground. He pushed away memories of friends and family dead. He forced himself not to think of being alone again. He tried to focus just on breathing. Inhale. Exhale. Just breathe. If he did not think too much, the memories would not hurt too much.<br><br>Just breathe.
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