Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius & Chasseybaby
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				Title: <strong>Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>08-11-2013, 17:47:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/c2e2_2013_by_jamietyndall-d60f07a_zpsa1eb7a5d.jpg?t=1370829909)</div>Red considered herself a very patient person, she could stake out for hours on hours on a target under extreme conditions, without any complaint, but the old woman in front of her was testing it with each shuffle of her tarot cards. “Come on hag, I have work to do, do you have information that i need or not?” Red huffed as she crossed her arms over her laced up corset. Red was a young huntress of the night. Her family Ridding were known throughout the hunters guild of their take down of millions of monsters that plagued the city streets of Las Vegas . Her father, Edward Ridding was a legend among the hunters and she looked up to him not only as a father but a role model of who she wanted to be. The old crooked woman gave her a look that showed indifference to what Red had said and continued to fold the cards one last time before setting them down in front of her. “Patience is a virtue, child. You have little to none left of the other, its best to wait for opportunities to appear then to go looking for it….” Red rolled her eyes and tried to not make a smart comeback and upset her. The woman was known as Granny, but belonged to no family of the hunters. People called her a witch for the power she held and how she came by resourceful information about the actives of the under belly of monsters and their kind. She claimed to work for both sides, and some of the families found it a treasonous crime, though not one she could be sentenced with since she held no real threat to the guild. <br><br>Red leaned in and crossed her arms on the flat table covered with black silk that had seen better days. She took a deep breath of the heavy incense that smelt of fresh earth and rain filled her senses reminding her of her mother, the main reason she joined her father on his hunts. In an attempt to bring down her father and his guild of hunters a monster had broken into her childhood home and nearly killed her. If not for her mother who had died saving her that night, the monster would have succeeded in breaking her father. Her father had been more then heartbroken and threw himself into his work, vowing revenge for his family. Red watched as her father began his destructive path and knew they only way to gain any of her father's love would be to join him. So at the tender age of twelve, Red trained and excelled in all forms of weaponry and hand to hand combat. Algebra and English Lit weren't her only study martial, she read every book her father threw at her. <em>Myths and Monsters, How to Kill in the Night</em>, and even books that required her to use two or more books just to translate the old text. Her father had been reluctant to let her out and hunt but as he saw how she progressed and even beat him in a fight a time or two she was allowed out with him to make her first kill. She hadn't disappoint him, but he still demand her not to hunt alone in fear of loosing her like his wife. <br><br>He was away now helping a neighboring desert guild with a monster that had taken down two of their own most well know hunters out there. Red saw this as her opportunity to prove to her father she could hunt alone and didn't need to be babysat like a child. She was eighteen now and wanted to be treated as the skilled huntress she was and to be recognized by the guild as more then her father's daughter. Granny’s nimble fingers spread over the table top as she mumbled under her breath in what Red could have sworn was in demon language. "Ive herd a new monster has been prowling the streets. His a very, very powerful one, with the moon on his side. I would not go after this one alone young Ridding." She gave a toothy grin and tapped her wrinkled lips, "Does your father know of your nightly escapade?" Red glared at the witch, "No, and I'd like to keep it that way. Now where can I find this monster?" Granny gave a shake of her head in an exasperated manner, "This monster is smart and never stays in one place too long to be tracked. Many of your hunter have tried to track him but have come up empty handed. Though I have herd another monster has been sniffing around the old strip feeding off the homeless for the past few nights. If your lucky you may run into the other while you hunt this beast down."&nbsp; Red stood and was ready to leave the calm feeling when she walked in was starting to close in on her, making it hard to take even a single breath. Her skin was clammy and the omenious energy from the woman was creeping her out. Granny watched her with piercing blue eyes, "Be careful child the night holds more then danger for you..." Red nodded and pulled an envelope of hundreds from her pack and tossed it on the table and walked out, without looking back. "I hope it does..." She whispered to herself as the message Granny had warned her rang in her ears as she walked over to her bike. Another thing her father disapproved of, her motorcycle. She had rebuilt it from starch during her free time finding that she loved working with her hands. Once it was finished she then found the love of the open road and the free feeling of riding. The engine purred to life as she strapped her red helmet on and pulled out on the empty streets to find her next target. <br><br><hr><br>It had taken a few hours to track the monster Granny had mentioned. Though she had been trained to be focused on to stay on target, she couldn’t shake the ring words of the old woman about the new powerful monster that had some connection to the moon. "Come on Red get it together." The sooner she bagged herself a monster the sooner her father would be able to trust her to hunt alone and give her the much needed respect she deserved for the years of training and studying under him. And maybe, just maybe her father could show her some type of affection for her since her mothers death. <br><div class="floatleft">(http://bloody-disgusting.com/photosizer/upload/bloodmonster2051409.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp;Moonlight cast long shadows on the alley walls barely visible beneath the knee high, rolling fog that had been hanging around all day since the passing storm. It was silent, eerily so. Red was silent with it. Her booted feet made no sound on the wet puddled ground. Her cape did not rustle or even whisper. The buckles on her knee high boots didn't click against the many silver weapons they held. Nor did the ones across her thighs, waist and arms. If not for her hood and cape her shoulders would be bare, she had long ago sliced of the armored black leather of the shirt that clung to her chest and stomach, allowing her to move more freely and speedily. She was silent. She was part of these dangerous streets, part of the city. Invisible the only color was her blood red cape, her white skin and her dark whiskey eyes. She crouched lower behind the red brick wall, camouflaged. Silent, waiting. The silver pistol at her hip poked into her ribs, the silver handle of a dagger in her boot dug into her calf as she knelt. Ignoring it all she relied upon her ears and her nose rather than sight to find it. Rustling to her left, she snapped her head round to hear better. A single honey curl escaped her hood. The monster edged into the alley before her, in full light of the moon. The slick skin was wet with rain as its sides heaved and rolled as it fed off what looked to be a helpless gambler who found himself on the wrong side of town. Clouds were crossing the sky, covering the moon and pouring more of its cold droplets around them. The sickening sound of cracking bones enveloped the clearing free of fog as the Red asset what the monster was. A gargoyle, free to raom during the night and frozen in stone during sunlight. They were hard to kill at night, but it wasnt impossible, though by herself coudl be a real challenge. Their skin was like stone in more ways then one, their healing ablities were amazing, the only sure way to kill the beast woudl be to inject him with a UV serum that would disovle them into ash. But with their quick agility and sharp claws and teeth she had to be careful not to get bit herself.&nbsp; He was still feeding and she should try and stick him while his back was turned, but with his advanced hearing that would be near imposable. The next best thing would be to fight the thing head on and hope for an open shot. With a nod it was time to attack.<br><br>Red rose and revealed herself in the dim street lamp that hung above them. The gargoyle looked up, with blood soaking its teeth as a growl rumbled in his chest as he notice her. She smiled and slowly pulled her blade out and twirled it in her hand let the dull lamp light shine on it sharp silver edge. Her cape floated around her as they danced in a circle, sizing each other up. The hunter and the monster were staring into each other eyes. The first to blink would be the first to show weakness. They fought a mental battle for power over one another. There would be no winner. No loser. Only a survivor. The gargoyle snarled from the back of his throat as his claws dug into the asphalt of the dirty streets like fingers through sand. Red cracked her neck without taking her eye of her opponent showing no fear as her eyes narrowed in on him. Any moment now, one of them would attack. The Gargoyle had teeth and claws, while she was armed with a knife in her right hand and a pistol at her side. Both woman and beast had highly sharpened reflexes. There was no telling, who would be the survivor. Red switched position, but as she did, she knew she made a mistake by thinking that she could trick the monster for a second. A dumpster lid fell to the concert floor with a loud bang, probably from a stray cat, but that was all it took.<br><br>In seconds a shiver went through the gargoyle as he leapt up onto the brick building and pushed off it, toward her. Red ducked as the monster sailed passed her her knife contacting with dark flesh and reddish black blood slid over its edges. A screech of a cry echoed around them and claws came at her, she blocked and kicked with her metal in-plated boots contacting with flesh. Her knife sailed again but Red was swatted back with a clawed hand that tore into her leather armor and broke skin. Her small frame slammed into a solid wall of stone as trash cans clattered around like bowling pins. Her head swam but she was back on her feet in seconds searching the darkness for her prey. "Damn it to Hell..." Its blood smelt worse then sewer water as she shook her blade of the fowl liquid. The rain was light but Red was already soaked and cold from it seeping pass her armor. She checked her wound but found it a minor injury at the moment but would probably need stitches. She turned and looked for any sign of the beast, listening for any movement around her. Another cry and her head snapped up as the gargoyle fell down from the roof top above to her. She was surprised it hadnt tried to escape but knew gargoyles couldnt walk away from the smell of blood. She knew now she had to kill it or become its next meal. She jumped and rolled away, pulling out her pistol and firing a few rounds in his direction in a quick and fluent movements. She didnt have to worry about being silent, she knew this part of town was abandoned if not had seen there fair share of violence and gunfire. The gargoyle kept coming at her and a twig of worry started to arise in the pit of her stomach as she saw bullets werent slowing his approach. Tossing her gun she backed into a wall and saw she was cornered "Shit..." she cursed as she pulled another knife out standing her ground ready for the monsters next attack. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>09-11-2013, 08:58:39</strong>
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				He watched the young huntress from the rooftops, tracking her progress as she finally came across the prey she was hunting for. Perched on the rooftop above, his golden eyes narrowed as he watched the fight breakout, his lips curling into something of a bloodthirsty grin. Her technique was untrained compared to the others he had observed, lips curling back to reveal his sharp teeth as he watched the gargoyle draw blood from the huntress, the strong muscles in his legs tensing as he leaned closer over the edge, watching as the gargoyle soared into the air and ignored him, frenzied by the scent of blood. <br><br>The rain wouldn't help either of them, the thick black fur that covered his body soaking against his muscular body as he watched the gargoyle dive back down towards the huntress, knowing this would be the final fight between them. At this point, she would either regain the advantage, or the gargoyle would kill her. It was survival of the fittest, the simplest law of nature. The weak were prey to the strong, and he was the <em>strongest</em>. It was just a matter of deciding who his prey would be...<br><br>Cornered. <br><br>A growl rumbled up from his chest as he watched the huntress struggle, her weapons of little use in the rain slicked darkness. It would be simpler to walk away now, to continue his hunt for worthy prey elsewhere...and yet...<br><br>Standing to his full height atop of the building, he threw back his head and howled, a deep, wailing sound that echoed throughout the city before leaping down and landing behind the gargoyle, his clawed hands moving faster than the gargoyle could move, sinking into the scaled flesh and pulling the struggling monster back. His jaws snapped shut on its throat, ripping the gargoyle apart, the pools of rainwater now soaked with blood as he turned towards the huntress. Her form was easy enough for him to see in the darkness and rain, but he wasn't sure about how well she could see him.<br><br>So he walked up to her.<br><br>Easily towering over her, his thick body shielding her from the rain, the giant wolf looked down upon her, allowing the huntress to take it what it meant to be a <em>true</em> hunter. His gold eyes held her gaze, looking her over with something of a wolfish smile on his lips. A growl of warning rippled through his body before he moved, clawing his way up the side of the building, disappearing into the rain and darkness, allowing the huntress to prove her worth another day...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>10-11-2013, 23:57:26</strong>
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				Red watched the gargoyle approach her chest heavy with every breath she took, as her blood mixed with the rain and formed tiny rivers down the front of her leather corset. She held her knifes in a defensive position ready to make a clean cut and get the hell out of the corner. She was so fucked, why didnt she find something easy to kill? 'Cause father would see it as that and would just be pissed because you did it on your own.' Her subconscious answered for her. 'That was a hypothetical question bitch...' The stone monster was closing in, she could already see her earlier cut healing back in a freakishly fast rate. 'Damn...' not even her knifes were no good. She could feel the panic well up in her but tampered it down. If this was how she was goign to died then she would do it kicking and screaming and not by any means make it easy. The fowl stench the monster was putting off made her gag but was able to hold her stomach but when its tongue hung out in an attempt to lick her she didnt think she could stand. <br><br>Then a howl pierced the sky and goosebumps broke out over Red's skin from the sound. The gargoyle was caught off guard for a moment as it looked up as if to trace the sound. Then it gurgled and whimpered as if in pain and shot back and away from her. 'What the hell?' She herd another painful whine and the sick sound of flesh being ripped, then silence. She could only herd the fall of the rain but even that seemed to side down as if afraid to be herd by this new threat. She kept her weapons ready unsure on if she were dealing with a ally or an enemy. She licked her lips and peered into the rain. She could see something a bit far back but not clearly with the sheets of water that was pelting down around her. <br><br>Suddenly he was moving up to her and her mouth dropped. "Fuck me..." she whispered to herself as finally her savior stepped closer to her. A werewolf. A big ass werewolf. Her arms fell to her side, heavy from the metal she was holding and the shock of seeing such a beast before her. 'Why did he safe her?' She held his eyes, a warm whiskey color like her own but brighter as if they glowed from within. His body was big and she realized the rain wasnt even touching her as he towered over her. Something in her chest tightened as the urge to step forward and run her hand through his fur. She wanted to touch him and see if that amazing warmth that was making her wet was coming off of him. She swallowed and licked her lips unsure of what to say. 'could he understand English? Did he even know what she was? A hunter of his kind?' For a moment she thought she saw him smile, as if he found her amusing and cute. That had her sobering up. She was not some child to be laughed it. Then he growled and she had her knfes up again as he moved... away from her and up the side for the building and was gone. <br><br>Red stood there a long minute before she notices she was cold again. With a high pitched scream she tossed her knife down and held her head. "Fuck!" She just let a monster like that walk away? What would her father think? She gritted her teeth as she picked up her weapons and headed for the gargoyle. The wolf left nothing but bloody pieces but could&nbsp; see them already healing back, yet slower then normal. She sheathed her knifed and took out a glowing blue syringe as found the damn things ribcage. With one hard jab she injected its heart and saw the monster start to melt and boil away from the UV toxins. She was cussing up a storm as she did a quick clean up and headed back to her bike. "Fucking wolf, I didnt ask for his fucking help. I had that shit under control." She said as she stripped on her helmet and started her engine. "Fucker better watch his back next time I see him..." She pulled on the accelerator bar and sped off into the night.<br><br><hr> <br><br>Red lived in a run down part of town, where the neighbors were more liking to stab you then greet you. She had moved out the day she turned 18 and her father had been none too happy to see where she lived now. But she didnt care it was her home, somewhere she felt belonged. She tossed her keys in a dish next to the door and set her helmet on a near by chair. She clicked all the locks into place and let out a long sigh. Switching on the living room light she ran a hand through her hair and scrunched up her nose at the smell. She looked down and groaned at the splatter of gargoyle blood all over her armor as well as her own. She then opened a few barred windows to air out the stench and started to strip on the way to her bathroom. She cut on the light to her too the tiny room that include a sink, toilet, and shower stall that barely fit her own small body. She turned on the cold water then jiggled it knob till the water started to steam and turned it to hot. 'I really needed to fix this place up', she thought as she slipped out of her boots and started to untie her corset. She lived alone and didnt have to worry about anyone walking in on her and left the bathroom door wide open as she jumped into the stall and shut the fogged up door. She let out a moan as the water washed away the aches and blood of her hunt. She closed her eyes and let the warm water soak her hair as she leaned her hands and forehead into the cool broken tiles. The wolfs eyes stared back at her and she opened her eyes quickly. 'What... what was that?' She blinked and rubbed her face. Why was she thinking of him?&nbsp; 'Maybe because his something you want be...' 'Look, when I need your opinion Ill ask for it so for now, do me a solid and shut the fuck up.' She sighed and rubbed her temples as the water sloshed over her chest and down her stomach to the junstion of her thighs. The claw marks from her fight stung but were mere scratches to the many other scars that littered her body. She washed her hair and rinsed, her nails scratching her sensitive scalp. She wondered if the wolf liked to be scratched? She wondered what it would be like to touch him and feel those power claws on her as well. Her thoughts about the large wolf started to run wild making her body ache for release. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 07:36:04</strong>
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				It was easy enough to follow her, the smog created by her motorcycle's engines were strong enough to stand out among the other smells drifting around Las Vegas. After witnessing her rather amusing tantrum, he'd decided to follow her, his curiosity greater than before. It wasn't very often that he spared a hunter, especially not a hunter that could easily become a threat to him in the future. And yet, here he was, jumping from rooftop to rooftop like a shadow, following her motorcycle through the city, his golden eyes bright in the moonlight. <br><br>He wasn't surprised when they ventured into the darker district of the city, the life of the hunter being one that wasn't exactly filled with riches and yet she seemed...happy. This was <em>her</em> home, after all, and therefore there was sure to be a certain amount of pride associated with that. Was it perfect? No, But he knew well enough that perfection wasn't required to feel at home. His thoughts of him were interrupted as he watched her through the window, watching her slowly strip, the bathroom door remaining open so he could see <em>everything</em>. Even from outside, the marks of battle were clear to see on her soft form. He had his own marks, though the fur helped cover them up. <br><br>As he watched the water running down her naked form, he felt a stirring between his legs, an eagerness to slip inside her home and show her his hunter's strength, to pin her to the floor and mount her, to take her over and over until she submitted to him. Oh it was a thought wrapped in lust and hunger, but he would not take her now. No...no he would wait and savour the hunt. <br><br>And with that, he vanished once more into the night. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 18:22:41</strong>
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				It had been a terrible week. Nothing seemed to going her way since her mishaps with the gargoyle that stormy night. Her bike had started acting up and had caused Red to put it in the shop while she walked or took the bus to work. Her boos at the bar had no sympathy for her situation and had pulled her into his tiny office to have a 'word' with her. He wound up with a few of her own words as well as a black eye. She was lucky she wasnt fired, her rent was due and she had been mugged just a block from her apartment which had her eatting ramen noodles, not that she could cook anyways. On top of it all her father had not been happy that she had tagged a gargoyle on her own and had been even more upset when she disclosed that she had seen the monster of a werewolf. "What the fuck was going through that thick, stubborn head of yours girl?!" "Kill or be killed." "Dont get smart with me Red. It dangerous to hunt alone and a gargoyle to bat. Your lucky that it didnt kill you or that wolf." "Look Im fine and everything is fine. I can do it on my own..." "Red." With the tone her father was using she knew the conversation was over and he had better be obayed. "Ill see you later Dad." She pressed the end button and tossed her cell on the bar top and took another swig of her beer. She was in her street clothes but still armed in case of any surprise attacks on her way home. She had just finished her shift as was enjoy her down time till she went home to gear up and do a run through of the city to see if she could bag another monster to piss her father off. She peeled the beers tag off with her fingernails something she did when she was in deep thought. Througout the whole week no matter what she was doing she couldnt take her mind of the wolf and his piercing eyes out of her head. She blew out a long breath causing her bangs to fly up softly. Her dreams of late were full of him too in some more wet then normal which had her waking up in a tangle of sheets and confusion. Had the monster done something to her?&nbsp; She shook her head no, he hadnt even touched her. Tired of over thinking the wolf and still throbbing between her legs, that even her vibrator was unable to ease this week. Pulling out a few bills from that nights tips, she paid for her drink and headed out. <br><br><hr> <br>Red was suited up and walked down the strip of Vegas full of people and tourists bustling about. People would stop her for pictures thinking she was one of those weirdos who dressed up or was a showgirl for a club. She was polite to some and down right rude to others who didnt take no for any answer. She was use to the Strip. Its bright lights and sinful calling to the evils that laid in everyone. She kept a sharp eye out for any suspicious behavior that was out of the ordinary. Just then her cell phone chimed and she answered it. "Hey Dad." "Where are you?" She could hear the worry as well as sternness in her voice. "Im on the Strip with some girlfriends of mine, why?" She lied easily as she passed a casino were two girls were playing slots and moved closer to them to play off the background noise to help her story. "Denny informed me he saw a large monster roaming around the outskirts of the city and was moving fast. Im about to join him, I wanted to know where you were in case I needed you." The two girls laughed loudly as a cute guy started flirting with one of them. "Look Dad, after the week I had and the whole wolf thing, Im in need of a break and besides I have been ditching my friends for way to long. I just want a night out to myself. Are you sure you need me?" She could herd her dad's shock but soon sobered into a demanding, "Red this is very..." Suddenly screams of excitement was behind her and Red started to pretend excitement as well, "Oh My God! May just hit a $50,000 jackpot got go dad bye! Oh My God!" She flipped her phone closed and smiled as the two girls continued to jump up and down as winning chips fell into their laps. She walked away and headed to where her father said Denny spotted the monster. "Hopefully this time I can do it myself." Once she was clear of people, she picked up a run and found herself on the darker and more dangerous side of town. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 04:51:26</strong>
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				He'd continued watching her, finding himself unable to stop himself from doing so. There was just something about her, perhaps it was her fighting spirit, that unyielding determination to persevere...he could feel it emanating off her like heat. Something inside him wanted to help her, and yet there first meeting hadn't exactly gone...smoothly. Human's could be funny about such things. Watching her leave the bar, he followed her out onto the Strip, wearing his human skin. She probably wouldn't realize it was him, except for the gold in his eyes, glinting in the light of the moon as he followed her. Like his wolf form, he was a large man, rippling athletic muscles and tanned skin, his hair dark and messy, much like his own fur. His face was lean, with a hungry look to it. He wore dark leather, reminiscent of an oldschool biker with chains and metal spikes. He would have gotten looks elsewhere, but here in Vegas, no one looked twice. His senses all remained wolfish, however, so it was the easiest thing in the world to lean against a nearby wall and listen in on Red's phone call with her father, listening to the talk of a monster on the outskirts, already knowing that Red would throw herself into the fight, even if she wasn't strong enough. <br><br>But he would make her stronger. <br><br>Disappearing into a side alley, he hid in the shadows and transformed, his clothes vanishing as he grew bigger, taller, stronger. Climbing up the side of the building, he watched Red as she began to run, making her way to the darker side of town. Growling under his breath, he followed her, jumping from building to building until he leaped from the top of one building and landed directly in her path, his golden eyes blazing in the moonlight as he looked down on her, his muscular form rippling with every step he took towards her before stopping and watching her intensely before he spoke <em>Red. Don't be stupid. We both know you are not strong enough to fight a creature that would take both your father and his friend to fight</em> He growled then, hunching over, lowering his muzzle and eyes lower to her own eyes <em>But I can help you get strong, assuming that is what you want?</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>14-11-2013, 09:47:58</strong>
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				Red was close she was only two blocks away from the sighting and her blood was pumping for a fight. Her hunter senses were a second too late as something dropped from above her, making her halt in her tracks and pull out her hunting blade with both hands in one swift motion. "Oh fuck me, not you again... Look if you want to eat me, ya should have done it a week ago." She tightened her grip on her weapon as those eyes seemed to catch her in a web of gold. Damn they were beautiful. Big and mystifying. She could see power and strength, a wildness not even the moon could tame. Again she found her arms limp beside her. the sword too heavy to be even gripped in her hand as it clattered to the dirty street. He was approaching her, his body pure raw physical power that she had never seen on any human-bean or monster for that matter. Her mouth was dry and hands were sweaty, her body was in tune to his, right down to her aching nipples and pussy. She wasnt use to this type of intimidation and took a tiny step back to as he stopped to look down at her. She jumped as he spoke, her eyes shocked and a bit afraid that this monster knew how to communicate with her. The his message sank in and the reason her father called her Red became apparent. She gripped her hips and puffed her cheat at him and leveled her own glare right back at him. "Who the fuck do you think you are telling me what to do or how strong I am? Im a Ridding, a huntress to the bone. And I will kill anything in my path and that includes you, you over grown flea bag." Her logic was on the floor laughing at how childish she was acting. Her little petite self telling off a eight foot man eating wolf. 'Really Red, if you wanted to died today, you couldnt pick a perfect way.' 'Shut it!' she spat. She really needed to stop having arguments with herself, specially when her prey was standing not tree feet away from her. He growled and some of her anger turned as he leveled with her so she could look deeper into those enchanting eyes again. She didnt know what it was about them but they were so focused on her she coudl tear her eyes from his gaze. "I dont understand..." She whispered scared if she talked louder he would move away from her and she would lose the wonderful feeling his stare had over her. "How could you make me stronger?" A cold chill went up her back which caused her to shiver. She wondered if it was a sign of trouble and to pick up her weapons and attack the wolf or to listen to what he had to say. For now she listened and hoped it didnt get her killed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>15-11-2013, 03:28:14</strong>
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				He waited patiently for Red to finish speaking. It was a problem many humans had, to keep talking when they should simply...listen. A soft growl rumbled from deep inside him as Red proudly announced that she could kill anything in her path, including him. His voice once again entered her mind like a dark secret that only the two of them would ever know <em>Well, let it not be said that you are lacking in spirit. You certainly have the Will to become stronger...but sadly it takes more than Will alone</em> She was such a curious little creature, loud and aggressive one moment, and the next she seemed no more ferocious than a puppy, he voice naught more than a whisper, seeming to crave his gaze upon her. At least he had her attention now <em>I can train you, Red. I can push your limits in ways your fellow hunters never can, push you to being the thing that the creatures in the night will fear</em><br><br><em>It won't be something that can be done overnight and it will certainly not be easy...but I feel you might be the student I've been searching for</em> His mouth split into a wide, wolfish grin then, his tongue sliding out to slowly lick his lips <em>Or you could simply say no and run along to your death, just like your fight with the gargoyle. Only this time I won't be there to save your life</em> He leaned in even closer, his body seeming to envelope Red, his muzzle mere inches from her face as his golden eyes bore into her, staring, waiting for her answer, his hot breath on her lips with the light of the moon dancing on the two of them as the world seemed to stop and hold breath...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>24-11-2013, 00:11:44</strong>
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				His growl made goosebumps raise on Red's soft pale skin and she wanted to lean closer into him to feel it vibrate over her. She was hypnotizes by the sound of his gruff smoky voice that echoed in her mind and down to her core. His words confused her but she was too entranced by his eyes to really understand what he was saying. "You want to train me?" She tried to understand why he would want to do such a thing. She would learn all the monsters secrets be able to turn them onto her fellow hunters and slaughter more then a few monsters a week. She was an excellent student to her father, he pushed her harder then everyone else and she complied without one complained. The wolf before her was describing a similar setting but she was clueless to what she would have to endure and if she would be able to keep silent if pushed to the breaking point. He smiled at her and she could hear the mockery in his tone as he offered her to run away to the safety of her fathers shadow. He stepped closer his body heat wrapping around her like a winter coat, she gripped her finger to keep from reaching out and touching his furred chest. His muzzle was mere intches from her face and his eyes bore into her still, seeing her soul stark naked before him. <br><br>Her brain slowly started to kick in but her body still didnt move as she whispered softly not wanting to break the moment between them. "How can I trust you? Your just like them, arent you? How can I be sure you wont use me and them rip me apart like that gargoyle?" Her eyes searched his in a desperate need to know the truth and hear it from him. Was she honestly considering his offer? She was going mad! Her father would be furious if her could hear her thoughts. But the thought of proving herself to know she was strong enough to fight and survive out weighted everything at that moment. But she had to know she had to know that it wasnt a trick that she would live through it and come out on top. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>27-11-2013, 03:35:09</strong>
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				<em>Your first mistake is thinking I am anything like the other beasts you have faced before, Red. Your second is thinking that I haven't had plenty of times before this to kill you. If I wanted you dead, I would simply have killed you when we first met, when you were too paralyzed by the sight of me to even raise your weapons against me. Trust the fact that I haven't killed you...or your father</em> His grin seemed to widen then, golden eyes flashing with amusement <em>He is a good hunter, but that is all he is. He has never faced something like me before and if you should tell him about me, Red, you will find yourself without a father. And then I would kill you</em> His voice wasn't threatening, and if anything, it was devoid of anything but brutal honesty and fact. Tearing up the gargoyle before had been easy, childs play and if Red decided to join him, he'd allow her to feel that same sort of strength. The strength of a <em>true </em>hunter.<br><br><em>You see me as a mere monster, Red, but I promise you that I'm so much more. Wouldn't it be nice to stop living in that rundown old place you call a home, to have some comfort in your life? Do you want your enemies to freeze before you, the way you do to me?</em> A sharpened claw was suddenly on her chin, gently tracing down her neck to her shoulder bone, before dipping lower, feeling the gentle swell of her breasts before the claw was pulled away <em>What do you say, Red? Shall we seal the deal with a kiss?</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>02-12-2013, 05:09:00</strong>
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				Red took in his answer and weighted there truth in her mind. He was right. He wasnt like the others. No. He was much , much different. Powerful didnt even come close to what this wolf was radiating to her. She had to admit that the gargoyle before was like a fly to him and any other monster a bug under his large paw. So she had to be even smaller then them to him. So why her? Her head was spinning in circles to figure out what this wolf wanted with her. He did say if he wanted her dead she would have been long ago and sadly she believed him. A fight with her would end in a second of him snapping her neck. That made her swallow hard as fear started to creep over her. She gasped as he mentioned her father and curled her nails into her palms till they bit into her skin. She watched his grin widen and his eyes take on a entertained stare that made Red's blood run cold. She opened her mouth to plead her father's safety but closed it as he continued talking. She couldnt loose her father, he was all she had left. Without him she was nothing. She hated to admit her weakness but the fear of loneliness kept her awake at nights. Her eyes sobered as he issued his promise and she nodded softly, an action that could be barely thought at an understanding unless you were closer to her.<br><br>Her eyes traveled back up to his out of her dazed thoughts as he spoke again. He was a monster, how could he be anything else? She didnt understand. And that was it. She needed to learn to be better that was the only way for her to understand. And here was an open opportunity to learn from the best. He wanted to teach her, and seemed to promise her safety in a small way if she read him right. He wanted to make her life better to get her out of the ghetto that she called home, to give her comfort. And power of fear to her enemies. She breath hitched as his claw traced the curve of her neck and she closed her eyes and tried not to shutter or lean into his when it dipped lower. She bit her lower lip to hush a moan as it dipped close to her breasts. Her eyes flashed open as his voice again echoed in her mind. Her heart was hammering in her chest and breathing was something she had to concentrate on. Could she sign herself over to a devil like him? Would what he promised her be wroth what she would loose? She looked down at herself raising her hands palms up and open as if the answers laid there. long thin fingers covered in callous and scars of battles passed and hours of training and hard work to get where she was. She was strong and driven. She could take anything that was dished her way, she could do this. She would do this, to be something, to protect those she cared about. Looking back up into the wolfs face she hesitantly lifted her hand to cup the side of his face, her eyes watching for any hint of agitation to her touch. "Its a deal Wolf. Tech me, and I will learn..." She then closed her eyes and leaned closer to his muzzle to seal their deal with a kiss. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>05-12-2013, 07:31:35</strong>
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				He could see the wheels turning in her head, weighing each and every thing he told her. It was a struggle, that much was clear. Wishing to remain loyal to her father and to the hunters, yet she couldn't deny the strength he displayed before her. It would have been an easy choice for most people, but he could see the weight this decision was having on Red. And that was part of why he choose her, because she wouldn't simply agree to anything presented before her. Even with all his strength on display, the way she shivered at his touch, she took the time to consider what was at stake. A true hunter, one of the few remaining. And he would be the one to mold her into something greater.<br><br>His eyes followed her hand, watching as it moved to cup the side of his face. A surprisingly gentle touch, for such a feisty young woman. Her eyes closed, surrendering herself to him. It was what this deal was all about, after all. To take the chance that he was not lying or manipulating her, to dance with the devil and see what power he would bring her...and he would bring her power. His muzzle brushed against her soft lips, his canine mouth moving to capture her mouth with his own, sharp teeth scraping against her lips as his tongue slid out to take a taste of her mouth, tangling against her tongue in a kiss that went far deeper than a simple kiss to seal the deal. A clawed hand slipped around her back, pulling the young hunter in closer as he tilted her head back as the kiss seemed to heat up the air around them
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>13-12-2013, 00:46:32</strong>
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				Red's senses opened as her eyes closed she took in the cool night air that nipped at her exposed skin the feel of the wolfs silken fur beneath her palm. The street was quiet which was unusual for this part of town but the racing of her heart was really the only sound she could make out. Her nose noticed that an exotic, enthralling scent that was encloaking her. She inhaled the luscious aroma. The essence reminded her of a rare Arabian spice, evocative of nights on the high sanded plains. Dry, hot breeze and sultry, tropical storms. Crisp, tantalizing dreams. It was a scent that provoked her sex to surrender. Compelling, commanding, promising... The aroma hinted at his luscious flavor. She took in a small breath as she waited for his mouth to descend onto hers, trying not to fall prey to his overwhelming allure. How would she ever forget this scent? Would she dream of it in future? Be cursed to want him whenever a touch of its elusive essences teased her memory?<br><br>Then velvet lips parted slightly as he captured her in a taking that seared her with animalstic passion. He tasted of the untamed. Panicked, she struggled under the his mouth, trying to break the overwhelming contact. The wolf's hands only caged her closer to his towering body. Her frantic movement stopped as she realized she felt him around her, as if he were shielding her and holding her gently as if she would break. Her tense muscles gradually began to relax liquefying into him. It occurred to her that he might be deliberately claiming her, but pushed the thought aside as she roped her arms around his neck. The Wolf had expertly slid his rogue tongue between her lips and he was licking the inside of her mouth. Quivering, she moaned at the exquisite, delicate flicks that could be called torture. She had never had such a kiss that overpowered her before. It was refreshing, intense, and carnal. It was a small glimpse of his devastating abilities. He singed her nerve endings and seemed to claim everything as he kissed her. Everything. She couldn't think. Stunned senseless, Red was immobilized under the skill onslaught that the wolf was gifting her and hope to survive another such kiss again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>15-12-2013, 00:46:01</strong>
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				Feeling her initial resistance, he pressed forward. He could smell her arousal in the air, an intoxicating sweet smell that urged him to take the young huntress right here. To rip off her clothing and display his dominance to her, to show her power and pleasure beyond her dreams, to twist her into becoming his and his alone. He could already feel her submitting as they kissed, her arms wrapping around her neck and the moans coming from deep within her throat as his tongue dominated her mouth. His clawed hand moved lower down her waist, cupping that tight luscious bottom of hers and giving it a sinful squeeze. His other hand was at her neck, clawed fingers running across her jawline and down past her collarbone, flowing over the swell of her chest. Everything about her was a temptation, an encouragement to push things just a little more.<br><br>He could feel his own arousal beginning to stiffen between his legs, reacting to the smell and senses of Red's own desires. Again, he found himself with the urge to pin her to a wall or the ground, for the two of them to engage in the debauchery of passionate, animalistic sex. But now was not the time and they had already risked exposure by losing themselves in the heated kiss. Pulling away from the kiss, he slid his hands from Red's body and stood before her, his thick, throbbing cock hanging between his legs, evidence of just how much the kiss had affected him <em>You will be picked up outside your house tomorrow at noon. A driver will stop by to pick you up and take you to me, beginning your new life. I hope you are up to the challenge</em><br><br>And with that, he was gone, disappearing into the darkness of the alley
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>17-12-2013, 11:31:56</strong>
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				Red could sense the Wolfs building need for her as he pressed her closer to his tall, muscled body that seeped of power and dominance. The risk of him taking her right then and there on the dirty street made the honey sweet canal under her shorts dripping wet and her tight nipples pebble under her leather armor. Her mind was a jumble of uncertainty, and she tried to push through the haze of lust in her mind. But her body had no doubts. Her last relationship had ended years ago, and the Wolf's caresses had elicited an immediate reaction. Physically, she wanted him, wanted him to continue to touch her, to kiss her, to plunge his long hard cock into her body. A shiver went down her spin as the thought, he was a wolf how could she have such impure and irrational thoughts? The Wolf's clawed hand cupped her buttocks, she lifted her hips and pressed herself against his erection, rocking with every tight squeeze; she whimpered softly in the kiss every time it would rub against her swollen little nub. Red moaned as the logical part of her mind struggled to regain control. What was she doing? She had to stop this now. 'God, this feels so good. Again. Again...' she chanted silently to him as his other hand moved over her chest. 'Yes, please touch me...' her mind screamed. As jolts of heat stabbed her groin, Red ignored her logic and listen to her body, a body that was aching to be loved. Lost in a sensual thrall, she did not fight her passion. This Wolf practiced fondling and deep soul- searching kisses overpowered all resistance. Never had a man made her feel like this. She metaled into his arms. <br><br>But all too soon he pulled away from her. Her breathing was ragged and harsh, her breasts rising and falling with each intake of air. She stumbled a bit but caught herself before she fell on her face. Her lips were red and swollen and cheeks heated with color. Her body was shaking with need, like an addict for their next high. She watched him with half massed eyes waiting for him to continue what he stared, wanting him too. But slowly his words brought her crashing down. "Wait.. what?" She had to shake her head of the sexual fog that was still lingering, "Your can be ser..." But she looked up and hr was gone. She turned around and looked everywhere for the dark fur of his coat. She gritted her teeth in a snarl at how used she felt. She balled her small fists and cupped them to her face to keep from screaming in anger. Once she was calm did she let them fall and picked up her discard weapons. On her way home, after she had time to ruminate over all that had happened, she came to the uncomfortable conclusion that she had given herself to him unconditionally. She was his now, to train and to mount if required, and she was willing, would wrap her legs around his hips and urge him to trust his rock hard erection deeper and deeper into her aching hot body. She cuffed the side of her head with the heel of her palm as if that would knock her feelings and thoughts into a reasonable and level-head mentality. But her body still mourned him and it was hard to ignore the fire he had started inside her. She only hoped tomorrow her body would comply when she met him again, and showed him what real fire she had if he pulled that disappearing act on her again. <br><br><hr><br>Red packed her small duffel bag full of weapons and a few training clothes as well as a sash of money. She had left a message in her apartment if her father came looking for her that she need so time to be alone a reflect on what she wanted to do and if she wanted to continue being a huntress or live a normal life. She hoped it would buy her some time before he started sniffing around and looking for her.&nbsp; Once she was packed she went to bed and laid there staring at the ceiling till the early dawn light filtered through her window. Her body still ached by she refused to touch herself, knowing it would not easy what she really wanted. She finally rolled out of bed and showered, sad that she was washing the scent of him off her skin. Clean and shivering from the cold water, she &nbsp;dressed &nbsp;(http://www.polyvore.com/red_ridding/set?id=107177731) and ate a small breakfast of milk and peanut butter crackers. Fifteen till the driver was to show, she got up with her bag and walked out of her old life without looking back.<br><br>Red slid on her sunglasses and looked up and down the semi bust street. Girls were standing at the corner and a few teens were drinking on a stoop across from her. She took a deep breath and slug her bag over her shoulder and waited hoping the Wolf's driver didnt get mugged or caught in a drive by on the way to get her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>18-12-2013, 08:37:05</strong>
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				As the Wolf had promised, a driver showed up at noon. Driving a black luxury car, it came to a stop in front of Red and an older man stepped out to put Red's things in the trunk, opening the back door for her to enter. Plush leather seats would greet her, unbelievably soft and comfortable. The drive was just as smooth, the air conditioning on the right amount to give the inside of the vehicle a cool, fresh feel. The driver drove the car in silence, his concentration on the road as they made their way into the heart of the city, giant skyscrapers blocking out the sun around them. They were inside the rich area of the city, where multinational corporations had their headquarters. <br><br>Coming to a stop in front of one of the larger buildings, the driver opened the passenger door for Red and motioned for her to step out. The sign above the door read 'Leviathan Consulting' with explanation as to what the company might represent "He's waiting for you on the top floor" The driver told her "I'll have your bags ready in your room after you see him" <br><br>The lobby of the building was all black and gold, with expensive seats lining the windows, a pretty blonde receptionist sitting at a desk on the far side of the room. Glancing up from the computer in front of her, she simply pointed towards the elevators. Aside from the doors, all three walls of the elevator were made of glass, giving whoever was riding within the elevator the perfect view of the city as they rose higher and higher, the soothing tones of classical music filling the small space.<br><br>When the elevator finally spotted, Red would find herself in an office.<br><br>It was a large office, the walls replaced with glass, just like in the elevator, giving a view of the entire city. Along one wall, sets of ancient armor were lined up, complete with weapons. On the opposite side, a private bar was set up, and in the center <em>he </em>sat. <br><br>The desk he was sitting behind was simple and clean, a laptop computer and a few file folders neatly spaced out. Red probably wouldn't notice, her eyes meant to be drawn to the man behind the desk. Unlike the punkish visage he had used to follow Red in the streets, the man seated at the desk was a man of respect. And danger. If Red had any senses concerning good boys and bad boys, those senses would be on full alert as those golden eyes stared at her, the grin on his face exactly the same as the Wolf's.<br><br>He stood up, the tight black suit he wore over his body rippling with the muscle mass beneath. He was tall and broad, the Wolf in human form. Walking with that predatory confidence, he transformed as he walked, the Wolf towering above Red in the middle of a fancy office, golden eyes bright as he looked down at her for a few moments before transforming back into the man before her.<br><br>"Call me Mathias" He told her, the Wolf's voice in a man's body as he placed an arm around her waist to lead her towards one of the many glass walls to look out at the city "I know you must have allot of questions, Red, and seeing as this is your first day under my care, I will allow you to ask them. After that, you follow my orders and do as I say, no matter what" There was only dominance and power in his voice, even with his human form less than that of his Wolfish guise, he moved with power in his steps "So please, Red, ask and I will answer"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>19-12-2013, 23:34:03</strong>
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				Red watched as right at noon the driver showed up in a car that was wroth twice as much at what she would make in a year. She could see her neighbors watching as it stopped right in front of her. The girls at the corner were shooting her an evil glares as if she were stealing their 'business' by standing their waiting for the Wolf's driver to appear. One of them even flicked her off when she turned their way. She ignored it and watched the older man step out. "Uh Hello..." She tilted her head as he took her bag and put it in the trunk, "Thank you..." taken back by the formal way the driver was treating her she didnt notice some of the windows above her open and even her landlord staring down at them. She stepped inside when the door was opened for her not wanting to be the star of the neighborhood gossip any longer. She whistled to herself as her eyes flew every small detail of the car. The back was clean and still had that new car smell that she didnt think she would ever experience since the only car she could afford were the seven five cent matchbox in the dollar store. The seats were lavish and soft, like a bed of pillows. She laid her head back and could see herself falling asleep here since her night was full of restless thoughts of the Wolf's kiss. Her eyes flew open and she shook her head to remove those thoughts before she met him again. SHe would not fall for that trick twice.<br><br>The drive was pleasant and Red felt herself relax as they passed into the city. She tried to make small talk with driver but he seemed to be more focused on the road then her questions, so she stayed silent and watched as the builds sped by. She knew where they were heading, making small trips to this side of town during her old rout of patrol a few months ago. Her eyes traveled up the height of the building they had stopped at as the driver opened the door. She got out and slid her glasses down her nose to read the sign on the door. She then pulled them off and tucking them into her coat pocket as the driver told her 'He' was waiting for her. Top floor? He owned this place? She was a bit shell shocked now and didnt know what to do. She didnt have any cash on her so tipping the man was a no, so instead she gave him a sweet smile and walking inside. <br><br>Red paused at the entrance and took in the sight of high class living. The lobby was busy with a bustle of people in suits and stilettos. Most of them had a cellphone plastered to their ear. She looked down at her faded jeans and her worn leather coat over her a second hand black tank top, she stuck out like a sore thumb in this place. She wasnt even sure her sneakers were clean enough to walk on the polished gold and black floor. But she didnt want to keep the Wolf waiting and wanted to start her training as soon as she could. Stepping up to the woman behind the desk she took in her designer dress suit and pretty face that could be model materiel if she smiled a bit. Her hair was fixed in an elegant updo that made Red self consciously pull at her sloppy ponytail she had tied that morning. She wasnt vain or flamboyant about her looks, she wore what was comfortable to move in and what she could afford on the low salary of a barmaid. She gave the woman a simple smile and was about to explain who she was but the woman took one look at her a pointed to a set of elevators. Direct. She muttered a thanks and walked over to the elevators. She was the only one waiting and jumped before the doors had even slid open. Pressing the highest floor available she watched the silver slabs of metal enclose her alone in the shaft. She turned to look out the view of the glass walls and gasped at how beauty the view was as the elevator made it climb. 'I feel like Im in the Wonkavator..." she laughed to herself and started spotting landmarks from a distance. Then she turned and saw the numbers growing higher and the thought of seeing the Wolf again made a shiver run down her spine. Her fingers pulled at her mothers necklace from around her neck, a nervous tick she had and her father hated. She chewed on her bottom lip, starting to have second thoughts about the deal she made and if she could fall through with what was in store for her. <br><br>The elevator stopped and she dropped her hand instantly, composing herself with a deep breath. The doors slid open and Red's eyes widened in shock. That simple fact that the office was huge was an understatement for sure. Her whole apartment could have fit in the space as well as extra space for a two or three car garage minimum. The place was bright from the stream of sunlight from the noon sun, but wasnt overly bright that it hurt her eyes. She guessed the glass had a special film over it to protect them from sun damage and such. The floors were dark and looked to be wood, a nice cream or golden cream colored rug laid under her feet muting her steps but not her pounding heart. She saw the line of armor with their respected weapons and noted they complemented the room more then clutter it with its silent presents. to the other side of the room was a liquor bar and her throat dried to have a strong drink to steel her nerves. More seconds passed, but she knew she couldnt keep delaying the inevitable. Unable to stand the silence anay longer She forced herself to face the man sitting behind the vast- no, it was more majestic than vast- desk in the center of the room. <br><br><em>Ah...</em><br><br>Red manged to swallow back the instinctive gasp that rose from her throat, shocked by the unexpected wave of heat coming from the man. Her brain was urging her to turn around and run, that this man was bad, bad news. But she could turn away from him, he pulled her in with those breathtaking eyes and devious grin. She knew who he was then. The Wolf. She had never seen a top business man or CEO for that matter, but what she did see was more then enough for her to know he was enticing and unyielding. Intensely so that it was the first time she found someone who so attractive that a cold sweat bathed her sweet smelling skin. He stood and her muscles jumped at the action and watched as he slowly approached her. His suit was well tailored and tight,&nbsp; outlining every smooth muscle and tendon she wanted to kiss and worship. He was tall a good head above her that made her feel small and petite against his built frame. He transformed and she couldnt look away as he did, mystified but how his body melted away to revile the predator underneath the mask. She stared up at him wondering if this was all a dream and if she was really standing two feet from the dark wolf. Then he turned back to his human form and spoke. <br><br>Red had to blink her eyes a couple of seconds and let her body relax to how soothing his voice sounded to her ears. His name was Mathias... "Mathias..." she said it out loud to test it on her own tongue and found it tingling from the taste. She sighed as his warm arm circled her waist and pulled her to the window. She ignored the view and just continued to stare at him not that he was so much closer. She reached out and traced her fingertip along his jaw, unaware she was doing it till her finger tested the silkiness of his hair. He was so handsome it made her heart coil in excitement to be so close to him and feel the power radiating off him. She pulled her hand back and swallowed to clear her dry throat. She did have questions, but they all seemed unimportant at the moment. She just wanted to be kissed again... <br><br>That dropped the bucket of ice on her. She pushed away from him with a hard shove glaring as she crossed her arms over her ampled chest. "Okay, question one, what the hell was with that kiss last night? Question two, is that how you treat all women or just the lucky ones who you make these crazy ass deals with? And question three, that will not happen again, understand? You dont just walk away from a smoking kiss like that you jerk. If your going to kiss a girl you better follow through or next time I'll neuter you." Her chest was heaving making the swell of her breast rise and fall and her cheek were rosy from her temper. She licked her lips and watched the expression play across him face, but she couldnt tamper down the aching between her legs or the urge to jump him right then and there. She could feel her sex slicken and the heating of her blood for another taste of his godsend mouth.&nbsp; "Fuck it..." she whispered and launched herself at him covering his mouth with her own, wrapped her arms around his neck, wanting to feel him dominate her again and be swept away by the power of his hungry mouth. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>23-12-2013, 21:46:26</strong>
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				If Red had been expecting a reaction when she pushed and berated Mathias for his behaviour in the alley, she was going to be disappointed. The handsome CEO simply continued to smile as she attempted her heavy push, that only managed to slightly ruffle Mathias's suit, as his eyes lowered to watch the effects her heavy breathing, watching her ample curves rise and fall with a steady pace. When they went out to attain some proper attire for her, Mathias would be sure to find her something tight and curvy, something that would have all eyes on her. The way she was looking at him now, with that fierce fire in her eyes, it swept away any doubt Mathias had about choosing her as his apprentice. She wasn't just some wayward hunter who was drawn to him by the promise of power. She was to become a force to be reckoned with. Red's threat. though childish, had Mathias grinning, knowing that she would stay true to her word. It was all the more amusing as Mathias could smell the intensity of her arousal, the heat and wanton lust...<br><br>When she acted upon it, Mathias caught her instantly, arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her closer into the ravishing kiss. Her mouth attempted to cover his own, her lips sliding against his own until Mathias opened his own mouth to her, their heated breath mixing in a terribly naughty display as Mathias snaked his tongue into her mouth, the tip caressing along her own tongue, urging it to wrestle against his. Her chest was amazingly soft against his own hardened body, a hand following the delicate curve of her spine up between her shoulders, pressing her harder into his body. He could feel the jutting tips of her breasts pressing through the fabric of her clothing, the smell of her sex almost overpowering. His other hand found the pert curve of her behind, grabbing her roughly and pushing her hips against his own arousal, allowing her to feel the bulge of his cock beneath his clothing, how much he was craving <em>her</em>. <br><br>Normally Mathias wouldn't even consider getting so...physical. There was a whole assortment of problems that came along with bedding an apprentice...but there was just <em>something</em> about Red that got his blood pumping, that had him pushing her against the nearest wall, there tongues and lips fighting against each other passionately as his hands roamed over her back and behind, growling as his teeth nipped at her lower lip and his hands began to tug at her clothing, his intentions obvious for her as he suddenly pulled away from the kiss, his lips pressed to her ear, his voice like a wave of heat as he ran his tongue along her neck to taste the sweat that had begun to form "If you don't want your clothing torn to pieces, I suggest you strip. <em>Now</em>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>06-01-2014, 03:34:49</strong>
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				Red was again swept up in the feeling that the Wolf or Mathias pulled from her. His mouth was sin and she was condemned the second he touched her. Her heart was pounding so fast and hard that it drowned out her own thoughts. His tongue slid into her own mouth, she let her own tongue move with his and plunged in and out of his, showing him what she wanted, what she needed from him. Her clit throbbed and she felt so lustful and desired as she pressed her body closer into his. He pulled her into him, oh god he was perfect, his erection pressing over her clit she could only imagine how he would stretch her, as her hard nipples rubbing over his chest. Fuck, she wanted more. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled him deeper into her mouth, kissing him deeply, passionately, and like she could get enough. <br><br>Everything was going so fast, but there was no denying it felt like everything fell right into place. She knew she wasnt the only one feeling it, with him pushing her against the wall, making her growl in approval as she locked her ankles together and started to rock over the bugle in his pants. Her eyes rolled back at the exquisite feeling of his body caging her in and the feel of his length sliding up and down her clit. Their tongues dueled together, sliding off each other and mimicking what she wanted him to do between her legs. Her body was screaming for release, her head was foggy and beads of sweat lined the dip of her spin and down her neck and face. His hands were all over her and were demanded and rough. He nipped at her bottom lip and she let out a sighof sheer pleasure. He was pulling at her clothes and she realized she was undoing his tie and pulling at the buttons of his shirt, panting and fumbling with the tiny holes. His mouth was gone and she opened her hooded eyes morning the lost of his mouth on her, but arched back as her pressed into her neck licking her heated skin. She moaned as tongue slid over a sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder. Her thighs tightened around him, begging him to lick at it again. She shuttered at how raspy and sexy his voice was as he told her to strip or he would start to tear her clothing off her. She bit her lower lip at how forceful he sounded and how turned on it made her. She was breathing hard and had to wet her lips to get her mind to clear enough to answer him. "Same goes for you wolf..." She quickly pushed out of her jacket and kicked off her shoes. Her shirt was soon torn off and she was glad she had worn her good bra, the black lace was see through and her tight rosy nipples poked through the sheer fabric. She hooked her fingers under the front clap and let her breasts bounce free. Once her bra was off she smiled and kissed her way back up to his ear. "Your gunna have to rip my jeans off, case there is no way in hell Im moving from this..." She rocked over his groin and sighed as she bit the side of his neck softly. Her arms wrapping around him and rubbing her naked chest against his, taking in how wonderful he felt and they werent even naked yet. "Mathias... undress or Ill ripe <em>your</em> clothing to pieces..." she purred as her fingers massaged the base of his skull and her mouth kissed over his neck gently. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Red Ridding and the Bad Wolf - Relius &amp; Chasseybaby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Relius</strong> on <strong>10-01-2014, 07:50:23</strong>
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				As Red began to undress, Mathias did the same. There was a heat in the air, and urge so powerful that Mathias wasn't sure if he could have denied it if he'd wanted to. It felt too <em>right</em>; the kissing, the way their bodies pressed together in a lustful embrace...he could sense the need within her body as they pushed against each other, her sex eager and willing. He could feel her shudder as he commanded her to strip, the smell of sex and lust only growing thicker around them as she seemed to struggle to form words, a smirk on his lips as she told him he'd better start stripping too. Mathias was in no rush, however, taking in the view as Red slid out of her clothing, her toned, youthful body promising all sorts of pleasure before she once more lunged at his body, rubbing her naked chest against his still clothed body, her whispers and kisses causing his blood flow to increase and his skin to sear with heat wherever she touched.<br><br>Deciding against getting his clothing ripped off, Mathias simply resumed his wolfish form, standing before her in all his powerful glory. Growling softly, he looked towards her jeans which she'd said needed to be ripped off, clawed hands grasping at the tight material before roughly tugging at it, the sound of ripping fabric filling the room as Mathias tossed aside the remains of both her jeans, and whatever matching panties Red might have been wearing, while being careful enough not to scratch her in anyway. This wasn't his first time ripping clothing off, after all...<br><br>The two of them now naked, Mathias leaned forward, his broad wolfish tongue running across Red's bare breasts, the rough texture of his tongue sliding across those perky breasts of hers, the taste of her heat and sweat delicious to his tongue as he licked both her breasts with vigor, his clawed hands enjoying the feel of her curved behind, the sharpened edges of his claws digging lightly into her skin as Mathias roughly pulled her against his muscular form. Thick, corded muscles rippled beneath his fur, his shaft producing from between his legs with obvious excitement, his large swollen head&nbsp; brushing against her thighs, a hint at what was soon to come. 
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