Savage

Awan

[parkerthefairy-blog]

“While I do like both choices, I fear that putting them together would probably result in our drunken death. So I ask, which do you seem keen on helping me with?”

[awanthenative]

He reached into his back pocket, a steel flash he’d stolen from the pirates shinning in the light, extending it to her with a smirk, “perhaps if this goes well next time we can try the other.”

[parkerthefairy-blog]

“Oh you can, can you? And what would those two things be?” She asked with a smirk. 

[awanthenative]

“The alcohol and the hunting of the crazies of course.”

[parkerthefairy-blog]

“Hmm let me think… less crazies walking around, liquor,” She thought for a moment, “and that bloody Heart that’s driving everybody crazy. Again, nothing you can give me.”

[awanthenative]

He chuckled, “I could help you with at least two of those three things darling.”

[parkerthefairy-blog]

“Why do people always assume that everybody wants something? Besides, I don’t think you can give me anything that I need.”

[awanthenative]

“Because everybody does want something... What is it that you need?”

[awanthenative]

Feeling Better || Awan & Willow

[darlinglittlefaegirl]

She instinctively reached out and grabbed hold of him when a rock had sent her unsteady, trying not to dig her nails into him. “I’ll be fine. I’m getting better every day,” she said in a voice that she hope was reassuring.

[awanthenative]

He held her up, steadying her with both his hands, “you were hurt in the storm?” He asked gruffly.

[awanthenative]

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[darlinglittlefaegirl]

“Thank you.” She kept her wings folded and barely looked up to glance at him as she leaned against the stick keeping her balanced, trying to move past him as quickly as possible.

[awanthenative]

He looked at the way she balanced using the stick, reaching out an arm in an attempt to steady her, “you’re injured.”

[parkerthefairy-blog]

“Not much actually, though some say it’s the most personal thing about someone. But personally, I think they’re all idiots,” she smirked, “I’m Parker.”

[awanthenative]

“I’m sure you do... You’ve still yet to answer my initial question”

[awanthenative]

Feeling Better || Awan & Willow

[darlinglittlefaegirl]

“I… It’s for the graves…for the people who died in the storm.” She lowered her head some, hiding the tears that were trickling down. “For my friends,” she whispered, her voice breaking a bit.

[awanthenative]

He looked to her with a thinly spread grimace, “go ahead then.”

[parkerthefairy-blog]

“So is a name too much to ask or can your ‘tough’ self not handle it?”

[awanthenative]

“I don’t know how much a name can mean, though mine is Awan, and yours?”

[awanthenative]

Feeling Better || Awan & Willow

[darlinglittlefaegirl]

“I… Sorry…” She blinked rapidly, drawing back from the male that she just noticed. “I just wanted some of those flowers,” she whispered softly.

[awanthenative]

He looked at her with a harsh raised brow, “why?”

[parkerthefairy-blog]

“Now I don’t think that’s the proper way to introduce yourself.”

[awanthenative]

“That depends entirely on your view on what is proper.”

[awanthenative]

“What do you want?”

[halfbreedmalia-blog]

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[awanthenative]

Leaning forward he placed a long kiss on her lips before rolling over, “wow indeed”. His chest heaving as he tried to recover his thoughts, unable and unwilling to distinguish whether it had been due to his desire for her or herself but he could swear this was what heaven felt like.

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[awanthenative]

He continued thrusting into her as her walls contracted around him, her shrill sounds of pleasure pushing him beyond the point of return. With a few hard thrusts his seed spilled into her his hips slowly continuing until they’d both passed through the euphoric cloud.

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[awanthenative]

He tasted her sweet breath as their mouths brushed against each other, his hips continuing their pursuit of her as he groaned, biting back his release as he continued his rough movements.

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[awanthenative]

He continued at his rapid pace, his entire body building with her surrounding him but he kept it at bay. His voice a low growl, “I wasn’t planning on it”. He turned her face to him before placing his lips to hers, struggling to keep them interlocked as he pounded rapidly into her.

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[awanthenative]

He quickly obeyed, his hips now pounding into her as quickly as his strong body could manage, groaning as he did. He’d never imagined having her this way but now he was unable to imagine it with anybody else, her name leaving his lips in a mesmerized groan, “Malia”.