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@ahrihime
♦️♦️" I would love to hug your tails" they look so soft and comfortable like fluffy clouds
The fox smiled sweetly. Most would not get this look if they should speak of her tails but he was the sole exception. “Then shall I wrap them around you. Allowing every inch of your skin to feel the sensation of my soft cloud like fur?”
The male fox would hug the female from behind as he started to playfully nip at her ear.
Of course he would decide to be playful as she preped dinner. Setting the rabbit down she turned to him, playfully biting his ear and giving it a gentle tug. “Not while I have sharp knives in my hands.” She warned.
He chuckled slightly as he rubbed her hips a bit. “I’ll behave for now but after dinner I am thinking about a fun...dessert~” He said with a small purr before moving to be able to help the female fox if she needed any.
She raised a brow. “We have not even had supper and you are thinking of dessert?” She shook her head and continued to the rabbit.
“If you desire to help then cut the carrots, potatoes and celery. I wish to make a stew.” She hummed, adding a bit of salt to the skin.
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“Well well, it makes me wonder just what kind of thoughts you had about me in that frightful imagination of yours. Care to share them with me?”
“Perhaps, but I find a demonstration can prove more enlightening than words alone~.”
“Demonstration?” She cooed. “Do you think you could win me over through your actions?” She smiled softly. “Very well, I shall humor your desire, for now.”
Truth smiled before he stepped closer and slowly ran his hands along her sides, down to her hips. He then leaned in and brushed his lips against her neck.
She chuckled softly as he ran his hands down her hips. “Is this all you have?” Yet her breath hitched as she felt those lips against her neck. “Not fair if you play dirty like that~” she purred.
“All’s fair in love and war.” He grinned as he brought his lips up and pressed them against hers, pulling her frame in closer as he did.
She leaned into the touch. Relishing the feel of his warm skin against her own. How he drew her in as if casting his own charm upon her.
Yet Ahri was a mischievous little fox, bringing her tail up and between them to block the kiss. She giggled as she tickled his nose. “I do not recall starting a war.”
She was well guarded by six Ionian warriors. They remained outside the elegantly decorated palanquin. A pretty present to the Lord of Shurima. There were chains locking her in place, spellbound to keep her from running. She was to be traded to the Lord in exchange for alliance between the lands. It was a political move, but a way for Ionia, her home, to finally be rid of her.
Azir had been told that Ionia had a trade from him. He could have asked for many things from them. Gold, items... many things could have been accepted by the emperor. But, he had seen how they had treated this being, how awful it was for her. Azir had decided to free her from such a thing, and bring her with him back to Shurima.
When he saw the guards, the chains... he was saddened by this. Even though his face was stalwart, the emperor felt for the fox. Azir went to dismiss several of the guards. There was no need for so much protection against one woman.
Azir could feel some kind of fog coming over his mind, trying to bring his attention evermore to the fox before him. The emperor shook his head, going to listen to her words.
"And they won't let you to back, right? They act as if they own you, as if you are only a beast. But you are not. Anyone with an open mind can see that. Just... just give me time." Azir said.
Azir could hear the disturbed sound of Ahri's stomach, crying out for food. That was somewhere to start. He went for the door, going to it.
"I will be back soon. What would you like to eat?" He asked the fox.
Ahri tried again, using her charm to try and draw him to her. This way she could dash out of the door. She hummed as walked toward him, giggling as she allowed her scent to wrap around him. This was hard when she tried to not focus on her hunger.
She shook her head. “I am not hungry.” She cooed. Too many times had her food been drugged. She would not allow it. Not in this strange place.
Teeth grit at her comment and his eyes narrowed. "My size is perfectly fine, ya know!!"
Ahri glanced down below his belt for just a moment. “If you are happy with it then who am I to say otherwise?”
"I'm not that young!" Naruto huffed. "I'm 19!"
“And I am 900. To me you are just a small child, though I do recall in humans you reach adulthood quite young don’t you?” She looked him up and down. “Kinda small for a man.”
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“Well well, it makes me wonder just what kind of thoughts you had about me in that frightful imagination of yours. Care to share them with me?”
“Perhaps, but I find a demonstration can prove more enlightening than words alone~.”
“Demonstration?” She cooed. “Do you think you could win me over through your actions?” She smiled softly. “Very well, I shall humor your desire, for now.”
Truth smiled before he stepped closer and slowly ran his hands along her sides, down to her hips. He then leaned in and brushed his lips against her neck.
She chuckled softly as he ran his hands down her hips. “Is this all you have?” Yet her breath hitched as she felt those lips against her neck. “Not fair if you play dirty like that~” she purred.
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“Given how long it has been since I had last seen you...I can not fault you for this.” She giggles softly. “Come, tell me what thoughts of me keeps you warm on those loanly nights.”
The male fox would hug the female from behind as he started to playfully nip at her ear.
Of course he would decide to be playful as she preped dinner. Setting the rabbit down she turned to him, playfully biting his ear and giving it a gentle tug. “Not while I have sharp knives in my hands.” She warned.
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“A bit young are you not? I can not believe someone as cute as cute and innocent as you could be so...perverted.”
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“I do not quite know what I expected from you.” She have a small smirk. “What kind of perverted things have you been doing to me?” She wondered.
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“Well well, it makes me wonder just what kind of thoughts you had about me in that frightful imagination of yours. Care to share them with me?”
“Perhaps, but I find a demonstration can prove more enlightening than words alone~.”
“Demonstration?” She cooed. “Do you think you could win me over through your actions?” She smiled softly. “Very well, I shall humor your desire, for now.”
She was well guarded by six Ionian warriors. They remained outside the elegantly decorated palanquin. A pretty present to the Lord of Shurima. There were chains locking her in place, spellbound to keep her from running. She was to be traded to the Lord in exchange for alliance between the lands. It was a political move, but a way for Ionia, her home, to finally be rid of her.
Azir had been told that Ionia had a trade from him. He could have asked for many things from them. Gold, items... many things could have been accepted by the emperor. But, he had seen how they had treated this being, how awful it was for her. Azir had decided to free her from such a thing, and bring her with him back to Shurima.
When he saw the guards, the chains... he was saddened by this. Even though his face was stalwart, the emperor felt for the fox. Azir went to dismiss several of the guards. There was no need for so much protection against one woman.
Azir knew that this was to be a long, uphill battle. He had wanted to free her, but he also wanted to know her, to understand her. It would take much time. He knew she was trapped here, somewhere that was far from home. But Azir did not anticipate her next action.
The emperor moved back, throwing his hands up to stop her claws from rending anything important. Azir grabbed her arms, stopped the assault onto her, and going to hold her wrists together. Azir kept her far enough away so that those teeth could also not get to him. Azir would try to hold her at arm’s length while she tried to attack him. He had no intention of being wounded any more then he already had.
His worst mistake was in grabbing her. She moved to bite him, her eyes narrowing as she missed. “Let me go! Let me go!” She cried out, struggling to break free of his hold. “I just want to go home!”
She kicked at him, trying to distance him from her. “Get your hands off of me!” She looked up at him. Ears pulled back, leaning in with her tear filled eyes. “You are hurting me...” she cooed, tails slowly wrapping around him. Her eyes flashing fuchsia as she locked she locked eyes with him.
Azir had already let her go once she demanded he let her go. He stepped away, making sure to keep a watchful eye on her actions.
"Your home has done nothing but harm you and use you. They kept you in chains and have done terrible things to you. Why would you ever go back?" Azir asked.
He was being extremely careful here. His blood already streamed down his forearms, dripping to the floor and soaking into the nice carpet. He had not brought her to a bad room at all. In fact, it qas quite the luxury for her.
Once free, Ahri kept moving toward him. It was clear she wasn’t going to make it out without being able to subdue him. He was stronger then her, during the trip
She was given little food to keep her weak so if she did run she would not get far. Even now she could feel her empty tummy twist and beg for food.
The strong scent of blood filled the air. So she had managed to injur him. “I lived on that land long before those beasts claimed it. Calling me a monster when I defended my forest hime from being destroyed...” she purred, keeping contact. It would not be long before the spell worked, before he came toward her.
Would she kill him or let him live? That was the biggest question.
She was well guarded by six Ionian warriors. They remained outside the elegantly decorated palanquin. A pretty present to the Lord of Shurima. There were chains locking her in place, spellbound to keep her from running. She was to be traded to the Lord in exchange for alliance between the lands. It was a political move, but a way for Ionia, her home, to finally be rid of her.
Azir had been told that Ionia had a trade from him. He could have asked for many things from them. Gold, items... many things could have been accepted by the emperor. But, he had seen how they had treated this being, how awful it was for her. Azir had decided to free her from such a thing, and bring her with him back to Shurima.
When he saw the guards, the chains... he was saddened by this. Even though his face was stalwart, the emperor felt for the fox. Azir went to dismiss several of the guards. There was no need for so much protection against one woman.
Azir knew that this was to be a long, uphill battle. He had wanted to free her, but he also wanted to know her, to understand her. It would take much time. He knew she was trapped here, somewhere that was far from home. But Azir did not anticipate her next action.
The emperor moved back, throwing his hands up to stop her claws from rending anything important. Azir grabbed her arms, stopped the assault onto her, and going to hold her wrists together. Azir kept her far enough away so that those teeth could also not get to him. Azir would try to hold her at arm’s length while she tried to attack him. He had no intention of being wounded any more then he already had.
His worst mistake was in grabbing her. She moved to bite him, her eyes narrowing as she missed. “Let me go! Let me go!” She cried out, struggling to break free of his hold. “I just want to go home!”
She kicked at him, trying to distance him from her. “Get your hands off of me!” She looked up at him. Ears pulled back, leaning in with her tear filled eyes. “You are hurting me...” she cooed, tails slowly wrapping around him. Her eyes flashing fuchsia as she locked she locked eyes with him.
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“Well well, it makes me wonder just what kind of thoughts you had about me in that frightful imagination of yours. Care to share them with me?”
She was well guarded by six Ionian warriors. They remained outside the elegantly decorated palanquin. A pretty present to the Lord of Shurima. There were chains locking her in place, spellbound to keep her from running. She was to be traded to the Lord in exchange for alliance between the lands. It was a political move, but a way for Ionia, her home, to finally be rid of her.
Azir had been told that Ionia had a trade from him. He could have asked for many things from them. Gold, items... many things could have been accepted by the emperor. But, he had seen how they had treated this being, how awful it was for her. Azir had decided to free her from such a thing, and bring her with him back to Shurima.
When he saw the guards, the chains... he was saddened by this. Even though his face was stalwart, the emperor felt for the fox. Azir went to dismiss several of the guards. There was no need for so much protection against one woman.
Azir had no intention of keeping the muzzle or the chains on Ahri. In fact, he was horrified by the showing. Once the guards left, leaving the fox in the care of just the emperor. Azir took off his helmet when the two were alone. He reached over, gently taking the muzzle off. “What awful things they have done to you...” He said, speaking now in the Ionian tongue, so that his words could reach Ahri.
Next came her bindings, something that it seemed like Azir had quite the experience breaking. Once they were piled on the ground, the emperor curiously stared quite hatefully at the chains, before his expression softened upon seeing the fox.
“Would you talk to me? I...I sought to get you out of there, to free you from such an awful place.” He said. Azir would give a small smile to Ahri. He held his arms open, a show of peace. “I intend nothing bad for you... I wanted to save you.”
She didn’t acknowledge him, even as he spoke. as far as she was concerned he could burn in the afterlife.
She considered biting him once he removed the muzzel, further proving that she was not interested in him. She knew what he wanted, what all men desired.
What truely shocked her was removing the chains. She was sure they had warned him of her, that she was dangerous and would kill him if given the chance. When he removed them she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.
“So you take me far from my home...” she asked. Once the last chain was released, she farted from the chair and toward the door. If she could just get out, she could make it back to Ionia. The red and gold silk trailed behind her, stopping suddenly when she encountered the locked door.
She turned to face him, claws ready. She was scared, alone and far from home. She would kill him if she had to escape. “Let me go!”
She was well guarded by six Ionian warriors. They remained outside the elegantly decorated palanquin. A pretty present to the Lord of Shurima. There were chains locking her in place, spellbound to keep her from running. She was to be traded to the Lord in exchange for alliance between the lands. It was a political move, but a way for Ionia, her home, to finally be rid of her.
Azir had been told that Ionia had a trade from him. He could have asked for many things from them. Gold, items... many things could have been accepted by the emperor. But, he had seen how they had treated this being, how awful it was for her. Azir had decided to free her from such a thing, and bring her with him back to Shurima.
When he saw the guards, the chains... he was saddened by this. Even though his face was stalwart, the emperor felt for the fox. Azir went to dismiss several of the guards. There was no need for so much protection against one woman.
She heard him well before she seen him. The man that he stopped near her cage in the grand hall of Ionia. She served as entertainment for important guests and if they wished for the right price, she was drugged and left in their possession for the night.
She expected the same when they had told her Azir Lord of Shurima was coming. To her all those with power were cruel. They had forced her to dance and perform if she desired to be fed, having kept her rations from her days before to ensure her obedience.
When she refused to dance anymore, having been so tired, they yanked her chains and beat her for disobeying them. The Lord has come to her aid, speaking in a tongue she never heard before they pulled her away and to her cage. The next thing she knew, they forced her from her home.
She was dressed in fine silks of red and gold, gift that had been bought for her by the very Lord that had her brought here. She had desired to wear her Ionian dress but they refused as it would insult the Lord.
Her heart raced as he dismissed the guard. What was he planning to do to her? Would he keep her chained? Would he remove the bamboo muzzle from her lips? She closed her eyes, dreaming of her forest home.
@bird-of-shurima
