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@raimpire replied to this post
i disagree, you’re the lovliest
Wah?! T-That’s clearly not the case?!
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Thank you either way... SCREEEE
ROLLS OFF INTO THE NIGHT
“I may have just started my heat” he purrs, while nuzzling Rin happily.
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♒ — Rin was curled up around himself while he slept. He was tired after a long hunt, and had his full of whatever he caught before settling down for a nap. He was still in his large wolf form, as he still had some time until daylight and would be returning back to his human form. And to be quite honest, he enjoyed being a wolf. The thrill of the hunt, the running through the dark woods, seeing other super natural beings, it was something he never thought would be possible before he knew what he was.
One of his wolf ears twitched at the sounds of footsteps walking over leaves, hearing them crush with each step. But he didn’t move, keeping still as the scent of his mate was lingering in the air. And once Rai came to him, his lean body nuzzling and cuddling against his large body, he let out a soft growl.
No wonder, he could tell something was off with the vampire; his scent was stronger than before, and accompanied by something sweet. Something every delicious.
He peeked one large red eye open, gazing into the other’s face as he knew about his upcoming heat. Rin lifted his head, ears twitching at the nice sounds from his mate; his own large body feeling the effect of Rai’s scent before pulling the vampire under him, almost squishing him with his weight.
The werewolf’s tongue began to lick at Rai’s neck, large claw like hands gripping onto him; while their bodies began to grind against one another. The more he felt Rai’s body changing, his scent getting stronger, and the slick already on his skin….Rin let out a deep, lustful growl as he plan on making sure to take care of his vampire’s needs. But first….
A wolf-like smirk over his lips as his face descended over his mate’s body, his long tongue lapping and licking over his slick entrance, getting his fill because how can he not?
I'm OK with werewolf suicide bombers, but not Donald Trump!
Sal the red court god
on the other hand, there is literally no excuse for "Rampire" not being the name for Kanaya/Aradia
get it together shippers