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009- Wander
Featuring adolescent!Ryn again, and, for his first appearance ever, adolescent!Alabaster:
Her pack was full of supplies, her boots were repaired and comfortable, and the land seemed to stretch forever. She smiled to herself.
"Which direction, then?" her "brother" asked, his matte black hair falling around his shoulders, mostly loose but for the few ( Read more... ) -
008- Ocean
The sand was warm beneath her skin, and Torrent's body was warm against hers. The waves lapped the shore and, subsequently, her feet. She lay on her back. He lay on his side, facing her.
"You're tired." He pulled her into his arms so her head was pillowed on his shoulder. Yes, exhausted indeed. How could she not be? The water felt good, he'd made ( Read more... ) -
007- Sunburn
Ryn's nose was a little red, and her shoulders were as well. "One more kilometre, amant! S'il te plaît?" Torrent had thought the woods would shield her from the sun.
"We need to get back to the car, and get you out of the sun." She pouted at him. Given her nature, she was already beginning to heal, her perfect ivory skin darkening to a milky brown.
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006- Part-time Job
"Shush, you."
"Amant, you have to be at work soon. I'll be fine."
"Ryn du Vent Wöhler if you don't feed this instant I'm going to bend you over my knee and spank some sense into you.”
“Ooh…promise?”
“Little minx.” Ryn gasped as his hand came across her rump. The Wolf grinned.
"You'll be late."
"It's only a part-time gig, anyway."
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005- Ice
She shut her eyes, sighing with pleasure. Torrent bent and kissed one shoulder blade. Sweat dampened her hair and glistened on her body. He took a deep breath--she smelled wonderful. Ryn whimpered when he stopped ( Read more... ) -
004- Float
as in the icecream variety. Featuring, for the very first time, adolescent!Ryn and Nanny. Jetzt, the drabble:
She was making iced cream. It was summer, and she didn’t make the treat often, but Nanny had bought fresh milk at Market and Papa would be coming home soon. Papa, who had been away on duty for so long and broken his leg in the fighting. It ( Read more... ) -
003-Driftwood
The summer sun felt good on his skin, and he took another drag on his cigarette. He couldn’t think of another way he’d rather spend a lazy afternoon than lying on the fallen tree which crossed the river, smoking, drinking, and conversing idly with his brothers.
„Wir soll‘n nach Hause geh’n. S'wird spät.“ Jürgen said, but he didn’t sound as if he ( Read more... ) -
002- Festival
"Beautiful," Torrential slurred, leaning to give Ryn a kiss. She was just drunk enough to let him, despite the fact they were in the middle of the walkway. There was raucous laughter from the beer tents, lights everywhere from the carnival rides, and the scent of warm Brezeln. Torrential grinned at her when he pulled away. "Buy you another beer?"
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001- Dust
Ryn was standing on a chair to reach the higher shelves, dusting cloth in hand. Torrent leaned against the doorframe, watching her, arms folded across his broad chest and amused smile on his face. His mate loved to clean, but he really wouldn't have minded helping her so she didn't have to climb the furniture.
"… la jument de Michao a passé dans le ( Read more... )