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a feral heart || bear & chaos

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Talia's eyes closed and her nostrils flared as she took a deep breath in. This place was a safe haven for her for so many reasons, but mostly because of one thing - the smell. Years previously this had been an old logging warehouse and had been home for the wood that had been cut but not yet processed. Now, it lay mostly bare save for the home she'd made for herself where the sun never shone and even moonlight couldn't tarnish. It smelled faintly of dust and the crisp smell of pine.

Except for today.

Today, there was something new. Her nose twitched as she huffed out a short breath, her eyes opening in the nest she'd made for herself of old blankets that had been stolen from a human and some tarp that had been left here. Her fur was unkempt but she was by no means a lazy wolf, her eyes opening as her ears swiveled slowly on her head.

In the near distance she could hear the sound of voices that were unfamiliar, the skin pulling back to expose her jagged teeth. A noise rose from her that was pure instinct - a growl that rolled from her throat slow as the she-wolf moved now from the safe haven of her home and towards the intruders. Humans, of course, had come before and she knew that they were frightened of her kind. These were smaller than most men but there was no mistaking them.

Their fear was a sharper scent as they caught sight of her and she knew that she was a creature that was frightening to see in this form. Her body was somewhere between human and animal, her head definitely canine but her paws more human. Her claws dug into the concrete floor and she heard the screech of them against the smooth surface, another growl coming louder. Instinct drove her to leap, the growl turning into a full-fledged snarl as she sprung on her prey.

The boy moved at the last second but she was still in between him and the exit now, her fur standing on end as the others ran for their lives. Without the threat of being outnumbered, her human mind was able to make sense of the scene, her eyes moving over the boy's frame before she permitted her body to shift. It was swift, her wolf form shaking out with the loud pops and groans of her bones shifting back, fur receding to reveal pale and bare flesh. Her hair was wild around her head, blue eyes locked onto the boy as her nostrils flared.
 
RE: A Feral Heart [ Bear & Chaos ]

"Oh come on man don't be so scared! They're probably just rumors!" One of Bruce's friend's teased him, the four of them standing around the small table he was at, the one speaking leaning forward, his hands on the table.
Bruce sighed, looking up at the fellow college student. "I didn't say I was scared. I said I had a bad feeling about it. That place gives me the creeps." It was a lot more then a bad feeling. Bruce was a tad psychic, or very psychic, he wasn't really sure since he didn't have many people to compare his powers to. And his psychic powers told him that place had danger lurking in it, the kind he was pretty sure he did not want to mess with.
"Well then if you're not scared you'll join us tonight. Come on man, it will be fun, there's nothing there, and if there is it's probably just some wild animals that made their nest there. I'm sure they'll run away at the site of us."
Bruce let out a grown, and closed his book. "Fine. I'll go. But if we all die I'm blaming you."
His friend laughed, and pulled back, clapping his hands together in delight. "Then it's settled then! We'll all meet in the gazebo at the edge of campus nearest the factory, at nine o'clock, sharp." He said with a grin, and his friends hurried off leaving him alone with his book.
"I swear... I'm going to die tonight... aren't I..." Bruce mumbled to no one in particular.

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As much as He didn't want to go, he still showed up exactly at nine, on the spot, two of his more eager friends already waiting. A third was a minute or two late, and the last two showed up in the other guy's car another ten minutes later. "Get in you bums! We're running behind schedule!" He shouted at them.
It was not a quiet ride, as his other friends laughed and whooped about what they might find there, making up all sorts of stories of what could be haunting the old building.

What they found they would not have guessed. There were unmanly screams from the whole lot, except for Bruce. They stumbled and fell on each other and scattered. They ran as fast as they could to get the fuck out of there.
But not Bruce. He stood there, a confused look on his face as she had come around the corner, his eyes slowly widening as he realized what she was. He was almost shocked but if he wasn't normal, why couldn't other strange things exist.
He knew she was exactly what his mind told her to run from, but he was half frozen in fear and half, curious. A small part of his mind told him not to run, that she was only scaring them away, she wouldn't possibly harm him.
He narrowly dodged her and her claws.
There was no way out now. Not one he would know at least.
So he stared her down, his eyes meeting hers, even as she came back towards him, and a look of shock fell on his face as she shifted into a human form. It quickly faded though, as he reminded himself that werewolves were human who could just shape shift, and he looked deep into her eyes before realizing she was naked. He blushed, enjoying the site for quite a moment, she was lovely and strong, he found her to be quite attractive. He looked her in the eyes again, wondering what she would do, but did not speak.
 
RE: A Feral Heart [ Bear & Chaos ]

He didn't move. He didn't scream. Her eyes were locked on him as she struggled between human and wolf minds to come to a conclusion about the boy, her breath coming heavy as she let her lips pull back to expose her teeth. They were lovely considering her isolated status from both worlds, but her canines were much larger than they should have been and looked nearly like white daggers set into her gums. A low snarl started in the back of her throat before she realized that she was the source of it, her confusion broiling over into irritation at this pitiful thing that dared to enter her territory.

And that thought was what set her over the edge. Territory. Her territory. Her snarl turned into a growl and she broke the stillness between them in a move that was pure animal instinct. She launched herself at him, claws digging into the fabric of his shirt as she took him down to the ground, teeth coming to a close just inches in front of his nose. Her mind struggled to find human words - in English - for her anger. "Mine." Her mouth finally snarled, eyes wild as she now sat atop him, eyes glistening and wild
 
RE: A Feral Heart [ Bear & Chaos ]

He hesitated as the young naked woman growled at him. He wasn't sure how stable her mind was, and he didn't really have the psychic abilities to get a reading on her. He considered slowly backing away from her, when she suddenly launched at him. He tried to move, turn away, but all he could do was take half a step back and fumble, falling to the ground and nearly hitting his head, his arms going up on either side to keep that from happening.
As he went down he let out a mental sigh as felt his shirt torn by her claws, and was glad he had only worn a plain gray shirt, and not one of his favorite graphic-tees, that would have been a bummer.
He slowly moved his arms from his head, looking up at her as she snarled a single word. Mine. Mine? What the hell did that mean? Did she mean him? No, that wouldn't make any sense. It had to be a territorial thing. She didn't like trespassers. Well he would be more than happy to leave, he didn't want to be here at all.
He slowly lifted his hands defensively, looking at her as she straddled his hips, right on top of the one damn muscle that was perfectly okay with having an attractive female on top of him, and starting to let him know exactly how okay it was with this situation. But now was Not the time! "Okay, okay. I am more than happy to leave. Just uh, get off me? And I'll go. I'll leave. Bye bye, won't ever see me again. I don't even want to be here, the others dragged me along. I am sorry." He pleaded with her, hoping she would just let him go without roughing him up anymore.
 
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English was returning to her in leaps and bounds as she started to focus truly on what she was thinking on, her head tilting from side to side as she assessed the boy that was trapped beneath her body. She could feel his cock stiffen beneath his pants and press against her out of pure human nature and she was...Curious. More than curious. Her irritation was giving way to her more human side of interest, her own body responding to his reluctant arousal with its own call of desire.

But he was talking too much, saying too many things for her to focus on his words and on her struggling to make mind and body work together. Talia leaned in over him, her hands grasping his wrists and slamming his hands down into the dirt, her eyes meeting his as she leaned over his face.

Her nostrils flared. She could smell his fear but beneath that was the strong call of pheromones, her hips rolling slow on his so that she could feel her mound slowly rubbing against the growing arousal in his pants. Her head tilted again and she repeated the motion, a slow huff coming from her mouth as she found new words in her head.

"Human." She knew his race, knew of his people that treated hers like the dogs that they became, "Who are you?" The words felt thick and heavy coming from her lips but she was working slowly towards sounding almost normal, though she still didn't quite sound 'right'. She grasped his wrists with one hand, the other moving to inspect his face with her fingers and brush through his hair.
 
RE: A Feral Heart [ Bear & Chaos ]

Bruce looked to this strange girl nervously as she had yet to get up off of him, in fact it seemed she was only leaning more onto him as time passed. He really didn't want to die here, how embarrassing.

Suddenly she grabbed his wrists and slammed down then above his head, he let out a small sound of shock, and stared at her nervously, looking back into her scary but beautiful eyes. She was rather pretty, he wondered if she really lived here, he had never seen her around campus before.
He started to wonder many things, when suddenly he felt her start to grind against the growing shaft in his pants. "H-hey w-wait...!" He gasped as she did, but he made a small sound that was a cross between a whimper and a moan, shuddering slightly, and complained no more as he felt it react to her, growing painfully hard underneath her.

He stared at her as she asked him who he was, there was not much he could said in response to that. She had called him out on being human, which he found odd. Maybe confirmation for herself.
"M-me? I-I'm no-body. J-just n-no-body a-at allll...." He stammered, watching her as she kept his wrists pinned down with just one hand, the other stroking his face, brushing his hair. It was a nice tough that he didn't mind. In fact she could feel the throbbing cock under her react pleasantly, begging to come out and pierce that tiny slit of hers.
He hated his damn hormones right now but there was little he could do with a beautiful naked girl on top of him.
 
A new instinct was slowly rising to the occasion the longer she lingered on top of him, one more primal than the drive of the hint and more universal than the desire for companionship. It had been years since she'd last encountered a male in her human state, possibly longer since the interaction hadn't been with her a victim. This human was different and instead of raised fists and striking canes, he was weak. Or perhaps she has lost touch.

She was no longer a skinny child eating scraps on the streets. Her body has long since filled out with the curves of puberty and that of a more filling diet. Her life as primarily her wolf state had done her well to fill her flesh and tone her, but at the cost of her social skills. She struggled to read his tone, much less his face as she let her body press, rub, and grins against his thick shaft.

"You are Nobody?" Her tone had changed, more curiosity and the soft whine of desire leaking into it as she let her hips continue to work against him. The urge was growing stronger until it was nearly a pressing need, her teeth clenching as she let out a very soft noise of pleasure. Her jaw relaxed and her hand moved from his hair to his chest.

Her nails were claws now as her self-control faltered, the sharp edge of her claws ripping at his clothing. His body looked standard for a human in her eyes but she had little to compare to. The desire was growing harshly more intense, her control wittling away drastically. Her claws retracted enough that she wouldn't harm him, hand moving swiftly between her pressing body to grasp his cock through his pants

"Mate with me." It wasn't a suggestion. It was a command.
 
The way she said nobody, did she think that his name? He would have to correct that, but right now... Unh..." He wished, his face blushed ride, and he felt his breathing grow heavy. He looked to her as she ground against him, his wrists still pinned above her hand. He was trapped here, and he'd have to play along if he was to survive this encounter.
"N-no.. Well...I... Bruce... My name is Bruce..." He told her, blushing as she looked him over.
He gasped audibly as she tore away the rest of his shirt, at least the bit that covered his chest. His pants at least were still intact, and he severely hoped she did not rip them as well. He watched her a moment longer, wiggling under her a little, and gasped as she grabbed the noticeable cock through his pants. He stared at her in half shock, but should have known it was going this way, but did not expect the words that came out of her mouth.
Mate with her?! Was she serious?! He gulped, and nodded slowly and nervously, he had no choice it seemed, but she was very fit and beautiful, there was little to complain about. She wasn't too dirty either.
"O-okay..." He nodded slowly, looking up to her as she had him trapped, and swallowed hard. "Just leave my pants intact, I'm going to need them to go home." He said nervously, wondering if she would care or even understand.
He wasn't sure if this was what he wanted, but he didn't have a choice.
 
The smell of his fear was sharp and acidic in her nostrils, but light enough that she didn't take pause. Her hand moved slow over the throbbin member in her grasp, stroking him through the material of his pants. For a moment, she felt pity, because she came to the conclusion he had never mated before. She hadn't either, but instinct told her what she wanted and what would be happening. He really didn't have much of a choice in the matter.

His words filtered slow through her still sluggish brain and she rolled them around slowly in her mind as her fingers worked on undoing his pants. Her legs lifted her body off of him enough that she was able to wrestle his pants and underwear down just enough to expose his cock, her fingers wrapping around the base to hold him steady.

"Bruice," Her voice was a husky whisper, mouth thick with the teeth of a wolf as she sat somewhere between human girl and feral beast. Her eyes were wild but alive with desire as she slid the thick head of his cock down her slit. Her skin was warm and moist, her sex clenching with anticipation. Her hips moved slow as they pressed back down against his, the tip of his cock pressing firm against her tight entrance before pushing into her slowly.

Her sex was tight, quite obviously touched by neither man nor wolf, but wet and eager for him. The hand grasping his wrists clenched and a low sigh came from her lips as she pressed him ever deeper into herself, her hips moving slow to allow her body to adjust to the thickness of his cock.
 
He wasn't sure what to do or think, this girl clearly planned to fuck him, and he wasn't sure why. Was it because she felt his boner? What a silly reason. He thought wolves wanted the strongest of mates. He did not consider himself very strong.
She did seem determined though as she managed to undo his pants and slide them down with just one hand, his cock springing free and into her grasp. He gasped at her touch, her cool fingers wrapped around his cock, he couldn't believe this was actually happening.
He bit his lips as his tip stroked across her slit, his breath catching as he waited. He had wanted to find the right girl, preferably one who couldn't rip him to shreds, for his first time, but it seemed like that was no longer an option.
The site of her teeth scared him, but at least she was mostly human looking right now. It was the small comforts in life that you had to look for.
He gasped out as she sat down on his cock, her tight walls clenching him good. He was no monster in size, but he was more then enough for her, and his cock fit nearly perfectly inside of her.
He gasped and his breathing hurried as she slowly slid down on his cock, and he looked up to her bright red and nervous as she started to fuck him. At least she was pretty.
 
The primal call was becoming too much for her to take even as she slid herself down onto his cock. His length fit well inside of her and stretched her just enough that it hurt. Her walls clenched around him as she tilted her head back and let out a soft noise of pleasure. Instinct rode over whatever remained of her humanity and she let her hips follow the call that beckoned her.

They started to move faster on him, her body working his length in and out of her slick cunt as she let out a harsher hiss. She lost her thoughts to sensation, enjoying the feel of him filling her and the warmth of his body beneath hers. Her passion turned to nearly urgency as she started a pace that was fast and harsh, her breathing heavy as she grasped his sides in her hands, her nails digging slightly into his tender flesh.
 
He let out an audible moan, and bit his lip, trying to stifle it, groaning as he looked up at her, trying to keep his focus on her. She had him pinned down nicely, he was not going to escape her. His mind was still trying to assess the situation, while his body did nothing to struggle. The pleasure was too good, he fit inside her quite well, perfectly snug inside her tight pussy, it felt good as she moved on him.
She moved faster though, and he let out small grunts and moans. She was rougher then he might have liked, her hips slamming hard against his. He moaned out, enjoying the sensations regardless of the pain, and when she clawed at his sides he let out a gasp of pain and surprise. He shivered, the pain sharp and fresh, she seemed to be more animal then human. It was then he realized his hands were no longer pinned, still lying in the dirt where she had pushed them down. He stretched them, and moved his hands to her side, fingers slowly sliding up her smooth, along the edges of her back, and slowly slid up towards her neck. Painfully slow so as not to startle her animal instincts. Part of him wanted to kiss her, and maybe caress those breasts that hung free and beautiful.
If he was going to be her fuck stick he figured he could at least get some extra enjoyment out of it.
 
Talia - the human Talia - was too far gone to process the sensation of his hand on her side and moving towards her neck. Goosebumps rose on her skin and brought her nipples to stiff peaks on her chest. Her eyes closed and her head tilted back as his hand moved towards her neck. She pressed into the hand, arching herself and digging her hips down against his to feel his cock rub inside of her as deep as it could go. She let out a low moan of need, her eyes opening as she stared down at him, looking but not seeing him much for who he was.

Her nostrils flared and she knew what her body wanted - it wanted to feel him cum inside of her and make her insides slick with his seed. But the human part of her was urging her to slow down, to enjoy the sensation. Her body was reluctant but she let her pace slow just a bit, relishing the feeling of his cock as it thrust up into her and the soft sensation of his hand on her bare skin. She leaned in down close to him, her nose nearly touching his and hesitated, her eyes looking at his in a mix of lust and confusion.

Very slowly, she let her cheek touch his, a soft brush that was the animal equivalent of a kiss, her knowing what her human side wanted but not enough to translate it into human interaction.
 
His hands caressed her surprisingly smooth skin, pale in the small amount of moonlight that shown through. His hands came around to cup her breasts, squeezing and caressing before he teased her nipples, his fingers rolling the tiny peaks, giving them a pinch before his fingers slid under her breasts to squeeze them some more.
He let out another moan, a grunt, as she continued to grind hard against him, the rough sex sending wonderful shivers down his spine. It was the oddest sensation being fucked on the hard and dirty ground like this, but he barely minded as he gazed at her.
He looked back at her confusion, and was a little stunned as she brushed her cheek against his. He let out a small groan of disapproval, and gently reached up to take her face, ever so softly. He pulled her in until their lips met, his moving against hers, quickly and softly. He pushed at her lips a little with his tongue, holding the kiss firm, but did not push in in fear she might bite him, she clearly was not in a human state of mind, so he worked her slowly, his hands going to caress her sides, as he lips kept moving against hers, hoping her human instincts would take over.
 
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