(NSFW) The fire

(This is an old piece, and as a result may have a lot of mistakes, however I wanted to share it in hopes of updating it, It is a fantasy piece between a human and a werewolf, I was contemplating making this a short/story)

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The fire

Lenux had never been a man of chivalry and promises, he was rather; a man of brutality, war and malice, his eyes bore into the fire, the reflection of passionate embers dancing and juxtaposing within his Icy blue eyes, he was brooding. As usual, every night he would sit, cross legged, the hilt of his dagger pushing into the side of his calves as he leaned on, playing with the grass, making braids.

The sound of the grass pushed past him, his companion and the woman he was supposed to be guarding had firewood bundled in her arms, she was dressed in far more noble clothing than he was yet was more practical than your average ballgown. The expensive royal purple cloak following her like a phantom in the night, resting over her petite shoulders. Her hair, long and curly tumbled down her left shoulder as she dunked the logs into the fire, releasing them to hear the hollow husks clang against each-other like a pair of empty-headed bandits. The way her features burst to life in the glow of the roaring flame made his heart skip a beat, though, he would not admit it. His eyes though, told all they needed to, when her eyes, -hazel in colour- casting a spectrum of colour like the changing leaves of autumn glanced over him before staring back, instinctively he looked away, as if not to be caught.

She smiled before sitting a fair distance away from him, as not to intimidate – she knew he would simply deny any accusations, she hugged her knees, exposing a little bit of skin on her leg to the flames, the heat was overwhelming at first, yet once her legs had changed from pale white to a pinkish hue she lowered them and turned to face Lenux who was still brooding into the flames.

“you know, if you keep staring at the fire-“ Rose began

“I don’t have the energy to pretend to like you Rose.” Lenux interrupted, closing his eyes in irritation and continued his focus towards the fire.

“Then don’t, rude.” Rose huffed and leaned back from her angled position, facing the fire once again, her hands ruffled the fur of the bedroll which seemed to catch the attention of Lenux, his eyes peeled away from the fire to admire her soft skin, shiny nails, toying with the fur.

“Your fathers orders; I chaperone you to the prince, you marry him, and the kingdom can finally be at peace, so I’ll say it again; you sound better with your mouth closed, don’t talk princess.” He never broke eye-contact with her digits toying in the fur.

She threw her fist down on the fur, Linux’s chest jolted, and he looked up at her, directly in her eyes; there was a flash of anger in her eyes, and sadness.

“I’m no princess.” She began “My father, the marriage, the prince, none of that is in my hands so please don’t throw sarcastic comments my way and making this out to be my fault!” she spoke, her noble tone, not uptight nor snobbish had melted into a smooth tone, she didn’t want to shout at him and that was the best she could do, her hand began to smooth down the fur of her bedroll which she had ruffled with her fist. “I’ve never been given my own choice, not in the eyes of the castle” her eyes softened, and more hair tumbled down her shoulders as her head spun back to the flame.

“Dog.” Lenux replied

“excuse me?” she asked

Lenux met her confused expression with a sombre look that was different from the usual brooding, the expression had taken her by surprise a little.

“You are the only person who never called me a ‘dog.’ He replied “I was thinking about how we met” he leaned back and used his arms to support him, easing his calves of the daggers in his crossed legged position.

“And?” she replied

“Princess” he moved to stand, stretching his stiffened knees “you’ve had the choice to do what you want the minute you stepped out of your castle gates, you’ve been free and following the orders of your father.” He crossed his arms “if I didn’t know better, I’d say you have wanted to marry a prince, then you’d ‘truly’ be a princess.” He added.

“If I had the choice then I would not marry him, but then I’d put the capital at risk, I’d risk my life and many more.” She looked down at her knees.

“The king has real daughters, one of them would take your place, to keep the peace, you don’t have to do this” he looked away, his brooding face returned, and he moved towards his little tent, pulling out a wrapped package and undoing the twine, Rose had stood up and approached curiously.

Lenux turned around with a dagger and Rose assumed a defensive stance. “I got you this, from the blacksmith in Duragrad” he looked at the sheathed blade “you said you wanted to train in the art of stealth, I had it fashioned for you in the nights you slept, I would like you to take it.” He added “If you wish to be free, then fight for it.”

The sheathed blade was thrust towards her in which she gripped it with damp palms, drawing the blade to see the reflection of her own eyes within the blade, shaped with many fashionable curves the tip was jagged and made to gnaw flesh. Before she had time to thank him a blade had been drawn at her throat. “L-Lenux-“

“shh, princess.” He replied “Fight for it, that dagger is your weapon, not a knife to shave your bush” he teased “prove to me that you aren’t no princess”

A smirk grew across her lips as she stepped on his foot, his hissed out and she spun around, meeting the blade with his adam’s apple.

“Ohh, dirty.” He admired “That’s how we’re playing?” he asked in a flirtatious tone.

Her smile only grew in response, he jammed the hilt of his dagger into her elbow, she cursed him as he gripped her wrist and ‘escorted’ her to the floor, holding the dagger to her throat, she kicked him in the bollocks, he retreated back and staggered almost tripping into the fire but stopping himself, after a few wheezes he staggered to his feet to see she had recovered.

“We’re getting a little too dirty!” he flashed an evil smirk across his face as his eyes began to glow over in an orange hue, she was instantly mesmerised by his gaze, those beautiful eyes she got to see so little of.

He dashed towards her faster than any man could run, opening her eyes from merely blinking she found herself suspended in the air the dagger above her head, gripped in a sweaty palm. She looked up to the large furry shadow that towered over her, a bipedal wolf with fur as black as night. Its snout was upturned as a snarl emitted from its throat, her skin washed away of all colour, her body paralysed with fear. “drop the dagger” it commanded and so she did the metallic thud as the dagger stuck in the mud on the floor, it roared and opened its mouth and came towards her head with a snarl of primal rage, she flinched and closed her eyes, awaiting her death.

Instead she felt licks, licks on her cheek by a giant tongue, she opened her eyes to be met by a slobbery muscle lapping at her face, lenux’s grip had loosened just enough on her that she was able to lower herself to the ground, the clothes he was wearing hung tightly to his body, looking as if the slightest movement could send his clothes bursting from his body. He chuckled and released her, before stepping back, this was the first time she had truly seen Lenux, he hated this side of himself.

She reached up to his face, but he flinched slightly, the scar running from his left eye down to his lower abdomen had devoid the area of fur, he leaned into her slightly, she traced her finger down his face, stopping at his jowls where the scar seemed to had fade out slightly. His eyes glistened as his fur begun to shrink back into his skin, his claws morphing back into nails and shrinking from his colossal height back to being tall, his clothes hung loosely on his body, apart from his arms.

He looked over her his long ears twitched once more before blending back into the hair on his head, which then proceeded to blow in the wind. She still looked at him with wonder and curiosity. He walked past her and slapped her ass to wake her up, she yelped and swung around glaring at him, he simply chuckled.

Hours later and night has fallen, Lenux has found that Rose has taken some alone time in her tent, it was rather small but big enough to fit two or more people, the candle was lit, revealing her silhouette squirming out of her clothes to rest for the night since she liked to sleep in her underwear, even in blizzards. Lenux was still trying to calm his lupine urges, the smell of female pheromones wafting from the tent was as tantalising as freshly cut grass to him, he found himself retreating to his tent hoping to put a wall between him and her, trying to resist the urges to dominate and shred what little clothing she had left from her soft, glowing skin.

Before he knew it he was at the door to her tent and his presence did not go unnoticed, Rose called out to him; “Lenux?” she asked “Are you standing outside of my tent?” she asked.

He begun to play with his fingers a little, he didn’t mind acting like he didn’t care in front of her but now he was biting his lip, his fangs beginning to emerge from his teeth.

“It’s cold…” he replied “I was thinking”

“Don’t think too hard, you might hurt something” she chuckled from the tent.

In that moment he had worked his way into the tent, he had miscalculated and the tent was not big enough for the two of them, the wind blew through the curtained doors and the candle was extinguished with the breeze, the smell of wax mixing with Rose’s virginity in Lenux’s nose was complementary. Rose began to feel her way around in the dark.

“L-lenux…” she pressed her hand to his chest which sent a warm shiver down his spine and up his genitals , Rose was taken aback, his chest felt like rock, and surely enough that wasn’t the only thing.

“Rose, I can’t stop thinking about you.” Lenux confessed biting his lip “I don’t want that prince to be the first to take you, I want to be-“ he stopped himself he sounded so desperate and he hated it, he could feel the brooding nature of himself shrivel up in the deepest parts of his soul. Only able to quiver the words “p-please…”

Rose’s cheeks grew heated and pink, despite the darkness she pressed her hands to them to stop them from being exposed “L-Lenux, I didn’t know you felt this way…” she replied

“you and I both.” He replied averting his gaze, his eyes washed over in a dull sunset hue, glowing, once again encapsulating her. “she reached her hands up to his cheeks, making a calculated guess before bringing his face down to lock lips, he brought his arms up, either side of her head to support himself as they begun to move against one another, his lust begun to show through as he begun to wander her body with his hands, the cold nails of his hands tracing her body, sending shivers up her spine and groans through her throat. The sounds of her shock were admired, and Lenux took this as a step in the right direction, she lifted her knees as he wedged himself between them, beginning to caress her inner thigh and around her plump and perky ass, she gasped out as she felt his cold hands weave past the hem of her underwear to feel her bare bottom, massaging her firm ass between his fingers he moved his face from hers and begun to travel to her neck, kissing slowly and getting slower as he travelled down to her breasts where he begun to nibble upon her doughy tits.

Rose looked down at him, as she begun to feel her own urges kick in, she begun to grip his hair as he travelled down, a low growl rumbling, a sensual and predatorial one that screamed ‘mine!’ she tensed underneath him before feeling him begun to travel again, leaving her bra and working his way down to her thighs, where he begun to suck and nibble with growing intensity. Each time sending warm shivers up Rose as he continued to massage her ass between his digits.

“you’re killing me!” she strained her words behind buttery smooth lust, as she tugged his hair like a spoilt child earning another possessive growl from him as he gripped her ass tightly earning a sharp gasp, he smirked under the cover of the darkness. “you’ll get what you’re given, bitch!” he snapped back, practically dripping with saliva after decorating her thighs with hickeys. She felt herself grow moist her underwear gradually dampening with warm fluids, she bit her lip as he felt his finger stroke her damp pussy through her underwear, she craved him, she wanted more. The sudden lack of respect, lack of ‘princess’ and ‘ma’am’ the courtesy, gone. She fucking loved it.

“please…” she begged

“just a little longer…” he chuckled darkly as he continued to stroke her gently, she bit her lip as she felt his tip brush past her thigh as he adjusted his position. She lost sight of his eyes which meant that the growing weight on her chest meant that he was straddling her upper chest.

“I want you to do something for me first…” he ran a finger down her cheek before gripping under her chin applying pressure to the sides of her cheeks and commanding her “Open your mouth” he spoke sternly, she obeyed.

The smell of her had turned the tent into a euphoric heaven, as she opened her mouth she received his cock, she let out a muffled groan as he reached back to satisfy her, slipping his hand down her soaking wet panties to her pussy, and began to tease the entrance with his fingers. She groaned and opened her legs wider, begging to receive him, when she least expected it he slipped a finger inside her and begun to rub against her clit, small and gentle circular motions, Rose found her hips beginning to move instinctively, grinding on their own.

Lenux begun to feel her mouth salivate with the feelings, the ever-growing feelings radiating up her pussy as he massaged her, she begun to moan and lick at Lenux’s cock which began to tense in response as Lenux groaned beginning to grind back, feeling him moving deeper into her mouth and out again, then again and again, Lenux begun to lose himself as his groans turned more into audible and soft moans, which sent more feelings running through Rose who was left licking and sucking on his hard member.

Moment’s passed and the feelings between them only grew stronger, her hands wandered to his abs, tracing them down, feeling the ridge of his scar once more. It was at that moment that Lenux decided he had enough of her arms and used his other hand that wasn’t massaging her wet pussy to pin her hands above her head, he continued to move, now thrusting a little into her mouth and letting his fingers massage a little deeper into her.

“This is for kicking me in the balls earlier” he spoke with quivered lips, trying to sound serious through the pleasure, which failed. Rose snickered a little though as she did, she squirted a little, Lenux grinned and pulled his dick out of her mouth, drenched in saliva “Thanks for the lube” he chuckled and proceeded to crawl down her and place his hands on her hips, easing her underwear from her body and sliding them down her legs and off, he threw them out of the tent entirely the curtained flaps blustering open tickled Rose’s clit, she moaned and shivered as her whole body was washed over in Goosebumps.

He chuckled and angled himself, so he was just above her his tip pressing against her entrance, he looked at her analysing her features in the dark as he pushed into her, she squirmed with discomfort and shuffled to accommodate him, “Fucking tight” he grunted as he begun to thrust slowly inside of her, she released a muffled moan as she gripped the fur of the bed underneath her, her back arching into him as she opened her legs wider for him, he continued to thrust, gripping her knees and running his hands down to her hips. He begun to groan as she begun to moan louder, she felt her breasts begin to bounce as he begun to move more aggressively against her, she gripped into the fur harder as she threw her head back, her eyes lolling back as her mouth gaped, eyelids fluttering as she continued to feel him ramming into her over and over again, the tent beginning to shake above them as Lenux’s back began to brush against the roof, the cramped space exited them.

Just as things were beginning to get interesting Lenux began to quiver, underestimating his prowess as he suddenly felt the rush he gripped onto Rose as he continued to thrust into her “Mmm~” he suppressed himself a little from sounding like a tavern whore. She raked her nails down his arms reaching her climax herself, she gripped him tighter as her lower half began to spasm she parted her lips to moan but before she could he silenced her with his lips, the pair of them cumming together as they moaned into one another clawing at each other’s skin and, sharing sloppy tongued kisses, and ruining the fur bedroll with their juices mixing together, oozing out of Rose’s pussy as she moaned loudly when they parted lips a string of saliva connecting them together.

Lenux was above her panting and sweating, Rose could feel the sweaty drops land on her warm skin, she too was panting, exhausted. Lenux said nothing and escorted himself out, Rose got up to follow.

“W-wait!” she stumbled from the tent and into his arms, embracing one another’s naked bodies as the cool breeze pushed between them, the way the sweat glistened off of Lenux’s skin captured her eyes, her knees were shaky, she slumped in his grip, he looked down at her in concern “are you okay?” he asked.

Rose nodded with tired eyes “j-just tired” she responded as her eyes fell half lidded, she nuzzled into his chest as he smiled down at her, it was the first smile she had seen in which he looked…

Happy.

Submitted October 07, 2019 at 05:54AM by bladensamurai https://ift.tt/2IrOpXJ