#c. aurora

[mondsklave]

      She’s going to regret this. She’ll never hear the end of it from Elsa, assuming Rory ends up going home any time before she’s able to rid herself of the scent of male wolf. First Zack and now Kane... she hadn’t even been able to clean herself thoroughly after her romp in the woods with Zack before his Alpha all but claimed her for his own. With words only, because one look at her and Kane was on her, carrying himself with incredible control and assertion. A demeanor which can only scream Alpha. Zack didn’t even try to fight him on it, either, but Rory supposes doing so would’ve been futile because one doesn’t fight the Alpha on anything. Rory really can’t hate Zack, though, because Kane is fucking hung and the way he fucks into her, like he’s never had a pussy so tight before, is enough to have her eyes rolling back in her head and her wolf to linger beneath the surface. As controlled as she is, more controlled than any other in her pack, Rory is having a hard time containing her animal, containing the primal side of her that wants him to rut into her until his balls are empty and he’s content with the omega beneath him. Her hands curl into his sheets as her hips lift - she has very little leverage, being on her hands and knees, especially when his frame is much larger and heavier than her own, but she tries. Oh, she tries hard to wiggle, to taunt him with the heat of her cunt as it convulses around him. “Jesus, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say it feels like you haven’t had a proper omega before,” Rory taunts, peering over her shoulder at him, body bare for his use as he’d shredded her clothes the minute they stepped inside his place. @treasureslowlyfaded​

[00-adam]

@aurassunshine Enfermaria

— Sabe qual é o maior problema de toda essa história de juntar gregos e romanos? - não que Adam não tivesse superado isso, de jeito nenhum. - É só que... não foi a junção que causou várias guerras? Não quero essa responsabilidade nas minhas costas.

[satcmis]

# y : aurora & satomi pasean en el bosque de bambú cuando se apagan las linternas sin razón aparente .

.quiere mantener la calma, firme en el saber que la mente debe adquirir control sobre el cuerpo, pero el estremecimiento de su piel es súbito e incontenible, sumida en la oscuridad, con los destellos diminutos a la distancia, como espíritus fantasmales. los sentidos se agudizan de puro instinto, el movimiento de la gravilla y la brisa silbando entre las plantíos. "es mejor que te hagas presenta" echa, sin estar segura si habla con alguien en realidad o si tonta mente ha caído presa de imaginaciones nocturnas.

[wildeycs]

inspired by this, @sxwithpizza​

aurora stares at the wine in the glass in her hand anxiously and her clutch turns tighter. it is difficult to sustain a conversation with her ex when a question is burning bright on her mind. screw it, she’s going to do it anyway and leave the regrets for the morning. “so, i heard the news — congratulations.” she tries to keep the polite smile from faltering, though her heart was torn into pieces after she found out they’ve moved on so soon — or is she the abnormal one for still clinging onto the past? three years was not a brief period of time, she cannot be expected to be over it in a blink of an eye. they are clearly built different. “how did you guys meet?” if only she could be elsewhere right now, on a vacation with nothing on her mind, instead they have to run into each other on this cursed night. such wonderful luck she has.

[mondsklave]

open to m/f/nb. plot: your muse has been dating rory for a few months. rory’s grown attached, but hasn’t revealed that she’s a werewolf to them. she sees your muse flirting with someone else, get’s possessive, breaks the other person’s arm and they’re kicked out of the party. so, here’s the aftermath? :) 

   of her siblings, aurora is the least willing to embrace the wolf inside of her. she spends more time pretending to be a normal, human, girl than running around the mountainside with her siblings. what she hadn’t counted on? liking someone so much she forgot herself to the point of her wolf wanting to claim them for her own. maybe she shouldn’t have allowed her anger to get the best of her, but watching them flirt and laugh at someone else in the same way she’d only seen them act with her? so, she might’ve broken a bone or two of the person they’d been flirting with, but it really wasn’t her fault. her wolf was to blame, but she couldn’t exactly... god, if they were straying already, how would they act if they knew the truth? “look, i’m sorry, okay? just... just let me go down on you and forget everything else.” for as confident as rory can be, she feels extremely vulnerable in her bikini (totally proper attire for the pool party they’d been invited to) even though they’re sequestered away in her car. her sister was going to kill her once she found out rory stole her car. oh well.