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 Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2005 8:14 pm
Draped out along a low branch, Inari naps in the early afternoon sunshine, dappled by the leaves' shadows as they bow and sigh in the gentle breeze. His cheek lays cradled by his hands as his elbows jut out over the side and down, one leg doing much the same as the foot is hooked around the other leg's knee. His wings are completely unfurled, fluttering slowly as if he were flying in his sleep when in actuality they help keep his balance. His dark tail curls around one leg and over the side of the wide tree limb, flicking and waving every now and again as if tickled by a stray faery.
The winged kitsune sighs once, taking a deep breath without waking. In that breath he smells the sweet perfume of nature: the huge old tree, moss that covers its well-worn bark, the grass and flowers of the meadow surrounding it, even the sweet smell of a distant stream.
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2005 8:45 pm
His movements were that of male grace as his limbs move on all fours, silently slipping to an upper branch on the tree, and making sure the only rustling that came from the leaves were created by the wind as he slips on a branch above Inari.
Grinning down to the kistune that he loved, the wolf reached down and scratched under Inari's chin, growling out softly as his own tail wagged with silent delight at the sight below him, his one hand braced on the branch as his back hunches slightly, crouching.
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2005 9:25 pm
Inari's ears twitch as he listens to his lover climb about in the tree, drawing a picture in his mind's eye of Pierre's lovely crimson body's movements. A faint smile brushes his lips, for anyone not so intune with nature may have mistaken the noises for completely ordinary ones. And who can mistake the smell of one's own lover? The knowlege makes him relax further, turning his head over on his cheek with a contented smile.
It does not however, prepare him for the sudden sensation of claws under his chin. He jumps (and nearly loses his balance) and shivers simultaneously, both in startlement and pleasure. On one knee he grasps the "offending" hand in both of his, and kisses it once then lets go, knowing what would happen if he did anything else.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 10:57 am
Pierre grins down at Inari, feeling the kistune tense when his nails had delicately scratch. Purring as Inari placed a gentle kiss on his hands the wolf wanted more as his hand then moved back to its favoured spot under his mates jawline and gently bring it up in line with his happy expression that lit his features as his red ears twitch slightly.
Leaning in his ears slowly lower as he closes in on Inari with a mute sigh of contentment, placing a soft kiss on the fox's mouth before leaning back, his brownish silver gaze opening with emotion in his gaze.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 7:43 pm
Were he any sort of feline, Inari may have purred, but his almost puppyish growl more than suffices as Pierre lifts his face to kiss him. He smiles gently looking up at Pierre's softly silhouetted form from the branches above him, his own face and hair dappled with shadow and sunlight. He rises to his feet, taking hold of Pierre's branch with one hand, laying the other lightly on Pierre's calf and resting his cheek on the wolf's thigh, his whole being that of contentment and trust. "I love you..." he whispers, voice trailing up on the breeze.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 1:14 pm
Pierres mouth opens, wanting to speak and try to articulate how much he loved Inari too. And in some ways was amazed at the fact that Inari could speak it, wishing almost to the point of envy where he would want to say it. Looking down at Inari he then covered his mouth in a kiss, trying to harness his need for the kitsune that just would not leave him alone because his care for the fox was so great.
He showed with his actions his love before breaking his kiss and smiling to Inari with brillant vision.
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 2:56 pm
Inari's claws dig into Pierre's leg and he finds his other hand entangling itself in the wolf's deep-red hair. He does not want to let go when Pierre pulls away but seeing his smile can only return in kind. He does not need the spoken word from his mate to know exactly what he wants and needs. The kitsune's sweet smile becomes a smirk as he vaults up onto Pierre's branch and pins him up against the tree trunk, then proceeds to kiss his lover with equal if not greater passion than the wolf had a moment ago.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 10:57 am
Pierre's eyes widen as he finds himself backed up against the rough wood. His soft smile turns into that of a grin, tail wagging slightly as he leans in slightly harder to his mates passionate interlude. He also found his thoughs sharpening in a particular subject that made him blush and tense slightly with pleasure.
Growling out softly he meets hot with passion as his hands grip the back of Inari's neck so they seemed inseperable, his hands slidding down the kistunes belly and soft furr to reach in behind-
****Censored****
-Leaving Inari flushed and Pierre's gaze hungry for more.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 3:03 pm
Gasping, Inari presses his body hard against Pierre's. His voice is raspy as he speaks, head curled up in the crook of Pierre's neck. "Whatever Ami and Beau have shown you, I bet they never mentioned you could have a little fun in the branches of a tree." With eyes half-lidded and unfocused, he smiles, sliding his claws down Pierre's chest and strong stomach muscles, fiddling with the button on his cut-offs...
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 3:10 pm
Pierres cheeks turned a lovely shade of pink, squirming slightly as the kitsunes voice whispered against his collarbone was...well it was a turn on. Something that was making him more happy by the second it would seem. His brain flickers over the subject of pickles and cucumbers for an instant as he remember that time...wait, where was Inari's hand going? Hell no, if he kept this up they would not make it back to their room.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 3:37 pm
(( Oh no Pierre, don't you know? You're getting a tree tattooed into your back today. *cute grin* blaugh ))
Inari stops suddenly as he feels Pierre tense. He blinks and frowns slightly, looking up at him to see if there's anything wrong. But nothing in the wolf's expression tells him he wants the kitsune to stop. He smirks slightly and licks Pierre's collarbone before resting his head back down for the moment. The button on his jeans comes free with just a little effort.
(( Annnd, I really don't know if those are button-up or zipper. Like we should get that detailed. o.o ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 4:09 pm
((Zipper of course 3nodding ))
Growling softly, the wolf gulps softly before his breath turns harsh, slightly shifting against his mates hand as there seemed to be a charged fired between the two of them. In other words he was loving it. His hand slides through his lovers hair, his grip tightening as his silvery brown eyes close with need.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 5:44 pm
(( << >> Well you never know... ^^; ))
Inari kisses Pierre's chest and rises, feeling the wolf's fingers slip from his hair and loving the feel of it. His ear twitches and he shakes the fiery locks out as he crouches back, trailing teasing tongue and claws downward. When he reaches Pierre's offending zipper, he takes the pull between his teeth and tugs back on it.
((....and I am pretty sure typing any more would go way over the line...then again, I'm thinking we crossed it a while back anyway. sweatdrop heart ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 5:50 pm
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