'I want the K'
hound--of--justice

hound—of—justice:

wonderwolf-ellie:

  • 10: Neck Kiss

Her arms were warm, sure around him as she stood behind him, holding him in a firm embrace, though not anywhere near as tightly as her heart truly wanted. It had felt like an eternity… but still, she knew his scent, she knew the feel of his skin beneath her cheek as she rested her head against his shoulder. She still knew him, and she doubted there would ever be a time when she wouldn’t. She turned her head just so, letting out a soft, comfortable sigh as she rested a small, but sincere kiss to his pulse point - which she mapped out just as easily as she had been able to, in their times before. “Oh, how I’ve missed you…”

Tightening the embrace as she pressed her lips to his neck, Connor sighed happily, immediately taken back to the times in which the she wolf was in his arms, the many nights where she left her mark on not only his body, but his heart as well.  ”I…have missed you as well,” he whispered into her ear, nuzzling into her cheek.  ”You were…never far from my mind while I was out there…I even..pined for your touch on some nights and I could not wait for this battle to be over.  I feel as if…it even fueled me to finish it faster so that I could return to you.”

His words melted her heart, though she wondered just how much more it possibly could have been, having already been reunited with her beloved warrior. She nuzzled him back in beastly affection, huffing soft breath against his strong jawline, and she relaxed in his hold, feeling truly safe, protected, cherished in the sanctity of his arms. “I’m so happy to hear you say that,” she murmured, letting her hands trail up and caress through his hair, just behind his ears. “I was so afraid… I was afraid the battle would change you. Make you… forget… But I can see… you only grew stronger. Not only in your body, but your heart too… I missed the sound of it so much. But I missed having you in my arms even more… And I’m so happy I can have both now.” She tipped her head back just enough, enough so that they had to truly face each other, so that she could let her lips touch upon his in a much-deserved, long-awaited kiss, one that truly stole her breath away as her fingers curled softly in his hair.

'I want the K'
thevampirecowboy

thevampirecowboy:

wonderwolf-ellie:

wonderwolf-ellie:

  • 4: Forehead Kiss

She smiled warmly, stretching up on her tiptoes and slowly pushing back the front brim of his Stetson. She cradled his face in her clawed hands, bringing him down just those last few inches to let his brow meet her lips. It was a slow, but certainly affectionate kiss, and when she lightly dropped back to her heels and smiled up at him, her eyes were truly glowing with warmth for him. “Missed you, babe.”

 

She let those arms envelope her, knowing she was more than safe in their confines, and she met those lips with just as much love and sincerity. “How have you been?” she all but purred once they parted for breath, her fingers caressing slowly through the thick darkness of his hair.

"Ya got any idea what ya do ta me when i feel those lips?" he grinned wickedly, then chuckled, kissing her again.  He nuzzled her neck for a moment, then kissed it before pulling back.  "Been good, baby," he whispered.

She chuckled lightly, grinning against his kiss, enough that the briefest hint of her fangs caressed the shell of his ear when he moved down to her neck. “I have a feeling,” she mused in response to his teasing inquiry, then squeezing him affectionately before he returned to her line of sight. “I’m glad. Any particularly fine adventures while I was gone?”

'I want the K'
thevampirecowboy

thevampirecowboy:

wonderwolf-ellie:

  • 4: Forehead Kiss

She smiled warmly, stretching up on her tiptoes and slowly pushing back the front brim of his Stetson. She cradled his face in her clawed hands, bringing him down just those last few inches to let his brow meet her lips. It was a slow, but certainly affectionate kiss, and when she lightly dropped back to her heels and smiled up at him, her eyes were truly glowing with warmth for him. “Missed you, babe.”

Tolaas grinned wide, blushed almost like a little kid, and chuckled.  ”Gods, ya got soft lips,” he said, pulling Ellie into his arms and hugging her tightly, lovingly.  ”Missed ya, too, baby,” he said, then placing a deep kiss on her lips.

She let those arms envelope her, knowing she was more than safe in their confines, and she met those lips with just as much love and sincerity. “How have you been?” she all but purred once they parted for breath, her fingers caressing slowly through the thick darkness of his hair.

'I want the K'
hound--of--justice
  • 10: Neck Kiss

Her arms were warm, sure around him as she stood behind him, holding him in a firm embrace, though not anywhere near as tightly as her heart truly wanted. It had felt like an eternity… but still, she knew his scent, she knew the feel of his skin beneath her cheek as she rested her head against his shoulder. She still knew him, and she doubted there would ever be a time when she wouldn’t. She turned her head just so, letting out a soft, comfortable sigh as she rested a small, but sincere kiss to his pulse point - which she mapped out just as easily as she had been able to, in their times before. “Oh, how I’ve missed you…”

I want the K!
banhammered
  • 8: Eyelid Kiss

She padded into the living room, clad but in a simple shirt - his shirt - as was her morning custom, and she found him there, as she sometimes did, when work had overwhelmed him to the point of collapse. He was sprawled out on the couch, the blanket haphazardly draped over his middle and little else. A childish sight, truly, one that made Ellie smile softly as she quietly approached. She stopped at the arm of the couch where his head lay, and bent down to his level, her hands carefully resting in the tousled nest of his curls as she dropped two tender, featherlight kisses upon his closed eyelids. She let their noses brush briefly, before leaning up and tugging the blanket over him fully, allowing him to get as cozy as she knew he desired, before she took her leave to begin making breakfast.

'I want the K'
thevampirecowboy
  • 4: Forehead Kiss

She smiled warmly, stretching up on her tiptoes and slowly pushing back the front brim of his Stetson. She cradled his face in her clawed hands, bringing him down just those last few inches to let his brow meet her lips. It was a slow, but certainly affectionate kiss, and when she lightly dropped back to her heels and smiled up at him, her eyes were truly glowing with warmth for him. “Missed you, babe.”

willowwaves94:

Centaur baby

willowwaves94:

Centaur baby

Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number

chivalrousxhybrid:

  • 1: Hot, Steamy kiss
  • 2: Cheek Kiss
  • 3: Nose Kiss
  • 4: Forehead Kiss
  • 5: Firm Kiss
  • 6: Gentle Peck
  • 7: Romantic Kiss
  • 8: Eyelid Kiss
  • 9: Jawline Kiss
  • 10: Neck Kiss
  • 11: Collarbone Kiss
  • 12: Chest Kiss
  • 13: Stomach Kiss
  • 14: Kiss Along the Hips
  • 15: Kiss in the Rain
  • 16: Upside-Down Kiss
  • 17: Goofy Kiss
  • 18: Underwater Kiss
  • 19: Forceful Kiss
  • 20: Any of the Above
  • 21: Then there’s tongue

{+} demon for 3 days

banhammered:

wonderwolf-ellie:

She can see the change in that in his expression, the shift in his gaze, and of course she noticed the slip of his tongue across his lips. She knows that gaze, knows that tongue… and it’s almost enough to make her forget that his scent makes her wary and cautious.

She steps closer, naturally, because no matter what he smells like, he’s still her boy, still her Sarkis, and she could never say no to him. There’s a hint of a smirk on her lips, and she raises a clawed hand to press a finger daintily to one of those fangs - prompting Sarkis to open his mouth first, of course. “Yeah, pretty sharp,” she muses, the glow of her eyes hinting at her own bestial nature, wanting to peek out and show its own fangs. “And, honestly, not too shabby. You look good as an animal.”

Sarkis is as earnest as ever with Ellie, opening his mouth immediately when coaxed and grinning. He licks at her finger out of instinct, tipping his head some to press the tip of a fang to her finger just a little bit harder. Just one drop, it’s so close, but he’s not about to nick her without permission.

He manages to pull himself away from her hand before speaking, even though he still feels a little spacey.

I’ve been told. As good as you, though?

She shudders as she’s touched by that tongue, gentle and instinctive, and her breath hitches she allows the pinch of that fang on her skin, if only for a moment. She trusts Sarkis through and through… it’s only the connotation of that sulfur, ashen scent that deters her. But not very much, of course.

She stays within reach, even when he pulls away from her hand, and she lets her fingers drift up to encase his cheek, rough but comfortable, just the way she liked. “Ah, well,” she muses, grinning in return, and with a bit more light to her eyes, there’s a pearly gleam beneath her parted lips. It’s a subtle change, not quite complete of course, but the presence of those fangs is clear nonetheless. “You tell me.”