His back ached like hell; sleeping on the floor wasn't exactly the best idea but hey, there were only so many of those, right? He shifted from his side to flat on his back, the beautiful wolf nestled next to him. Holy hell had she been fun. So erotic, so hot... she near drove him crazy with pleasure. But now that he got a real good look at her, she was just more than a sexy and passionate wolf girl. Vibrant orange hair, slender and petit form, small yet plush lips... Perhaps not the most gorgeous woman on Earth but damn, she was the most beautiful he'd ever seen. Man, if he could, he would've just lain there and stared at her all day... but for some odd reason that really drew concern to him... he smelled something like iron. It was potent and intoxicating.
The fuck is this? He pushed himself up on his elbows, taking care not to wake the girl, searching around the room for the source. There were a few oddities, like picture frames lying broken on the floor amongst other debris that likely fell from the bookshelves and such. What, was there an earthquake last night?
He shrugged, deciding not to trouble himself with it, and glanced down. He nearly froze in shock and horror. Blood. Smeared, across his midsection, mainly around his manhood.
"Oh, SHIT!!!" he screamed, leaping to his feet as he checked for injuries. He crashed into numerous furniture in his frenzy, causing more damage than had already been done to the room. Somewhere through the panic he heard the girl awaken, gasping equally in fright. No cuts, no bruises... Then why the hell was there blood on his balls?!
Oh.. God.. this isn't happening!
ReplyDeleteShe watched as the boy flailed violently around seeming utterly confused and hysterical of the blood that covered his lower body.
"C-calm down!"
"Calm down?! I fucking bleeding!"
She huffed as she glanced down to the floor. . . she knew losing her virginity would cause a little blood shed. . . but this much? No, she knew otherwise and shamed her to admit it. Her "monthly gift" had come apparently. Oh, and it had such perfect timing too.
"You're not bleeding you moron!... I am." Though as quiet as she was, he seemed to have heard her because his volent movements ceased.
"W.. what.. do you-"
"I'm . . .uh. . .on .. my.. period." Her voice was small, a mere whisper compared to his.
"What?"
Her gaze snapped up, ready to scream at him as hard as she could when she found him crouched right in fornt of her. She gave a startled gasp and instinctively launched a solid punch to his nose.
"Oh, fuck!" His hands reached up as he winced in pain. "Why the heck did you do that?"
"You were too close to me!"
"Well speak up!"
"Screw you!" She stood and gathered her clothing. She knew it was wrong ,oh! How stupid she was. What had gone over her anyways? She never acted this wa at all. Her actions last night were like those of a new born pup! Irrational and instinctual. She shook her head as she dressed herself, ignorin al the blood that seemed to be taunting her to the very point of humiliation.
Whoa, okay. Things derailed quickly. Ah jeez, Vic, think! How to make this better... She fussed with her blouse and other attire, either trying to make it look more presentable or see if she was missing anything... anything to avoid catching his eye. Victor quickly gathered his own clothing, slipping back into his pants in a hasty fashion before hurrying to her side before she left through the door.
ReplyDelete"Wait, wait!" Vic took hold of her arms, turning her to face him. She sighed in exasperation as she feebly tried freeing her arms.
"Let me go-"
"Please, here me out-"
"No!-"
"I'm sorry."
She glanced his way for a split moment and he leapt at the opportunity.
"I overreacted and I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put you on the spot and make you uncomfortable. It was an honest mistake... Please!" She had motioned to turn away, obviously in disbelief of his words, but he held fast to her still. "I like you. I do, really."
The soft shimmer of her silver eyes froze at one place on the floor and he knew by the softened edge of her features that she was contemplating the situation. It gave Victor time to admire her features, which had been difficult to make out during the party. Her hair gleamed like woven threads of fire and her skin a shade darker than champagne...and although there could be others more beautiful than she, this young girl carried an air about herself that made her feel divine and unique. She met his gaze at last and it seemed the stars in heaven could not hold a candle to the bright beauty of her eyes. After surveying him for a moment, a timid smile crossed her lips.
"What's your name?" she asked. The way she said it nearly made Victor melt at their mellifluous sound. He had to blink several times to focus.
"Victor." He flashed her an encouraging smile, though he laughed nervously. "And you?"
She bit her lip in indecision and Vic's heart skipped when he wondered if she was debating on leaving him with a name or not.
"Okami," she answered after a solid minute. Vic sighed in relief, gradually releasing his hold on Okami as his hands traveled down her arms to grasp hers. He brought them up to his lips and kissed them tenderly, making Okami blush and roll her eyes whilst giggling.
"Will I see you again?" Victor asked, reaching out to caress her cheek. He could feel the heat radiating from her skin as it tinted a brighter shade of red. She gave him a coy, mysterious look and decided now would be the time to be cryptic.
"We shall see, won't we?" Retrieving one of her hands from his, Okami brought a finger to her lips and then placed it upon Victor's. She smiled hugely and bit her lip again as she turned away, leaving Vic standing befuddled and mesmerized by the red-headed wolf's dazzling charm.