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MNord/FWerewolf
Date: 2013-05-05 06:05 am (UTC)But this was a different kind of hunt. Watching the hunched form, he couldn't help but remember the last time he had hunted one. It had been the toughest hunt of his life. The prey strong and smart and an accomplished hunter in it's own right. Killing it had been the greatest moment of his life. But just after........as he looked upon it's perfection and watched it transform back into a human, he felt worse then ever before in his life.
Not that the Werewolf he had hunted and killed had been an innocent human imprisoned within a ferocious beast, he had hunted many humans before, but that he would never find a better hunt.
What did a hunter do after taking down the ultimate hunter? What could match that?
It wasn't until a year later that he had found his answer. When remembering the strength in the werewolf's limbs, the powerful muscles of her flanks. The brightness of her teeth and the tantalizing musky scent of her thick fur. A werewolf was as much human as it was beast, blessed by Lord Hircine to be a perfect blend of both.
It had taken another year to find her, combing every little hamlet for rumours of werewolves, and three months after that to wait for this opportunity. Not only had she Changed, but she was in heat. And he had managed to stay with her, undetected, for her entire run.
At last, it was time.
Re: MNord/FWerewolf
Date: 2013-05-05 06:08 am (UTC)http://skyrimkinkmeme.livejournal.com/2438.html?thread=4458886&#t4458886
Re: MNord/FWerewolf Part 2
Date: 2013-05-05 06:39 am (UTC)She yanked it out and whirled around, sniffing the arrow before putting her powerful nose to the air seeking the scent of her attacker. The Hunter smiled. It didn't take her long to find the scent, and she raced towards the Hunter.
Or, at least, towards the tunic covered with the same scent as that which had been deliberately left on the arrow. The jaws of the bear trap snapped shut on her leg, and she roared in pain. Leaning forward, she tore it off her foot and tossed it aside before stumbling to all fours. As he silently charged, The Hunter marvelled at her strength. The parallasys poison on either the arrow or the trap would have been enough to stop a bear in a second, but both together barely slowed her down. She really was magnificent.
Which was why the first thing he did when he reached her was brutally kick the arrown wound in her side before she could react to his presence. While she howled in pain, he tackled her to the forest floor, taking out a rope and looping it about her legs. By the time she twisted him off her and hit him with a backhand strong enough to send him through the air and into a tree, her rear legs were securely bound.
She struggled against the bonds, the poison in her veins not denying her the strength she needed to snap them. Then the Werewolf took a deep breath, calmed herself and started to examine the knots binding her. A surge of delighted fear went through the hunter. Incredible! She retained so much of her human mind! This truly was the greatest of all hunters.
The erection threatening to tear its way free of his pants made his tackle awkward, and it took him longer then it should have to pin her and bind her hands. She managed to snap at him, and he only just managed to dodge, losing a chunk of ear but keeping his throat.
But, finally, she was ready. The werewolf struggled against the ropes on her arms and legs, or front and back paws, depending on ones perspective. Her thick fur shifted with her powerful muscles as she strained, but there was nothing she could do as the hunter flipped her over so that she was on her bound paws, her head down and The Hunter behind her.
She growled as he grabbed her wolflike hips, not even beginning to suspect what was in store. But she didn't have long to wonder. With a single, quick thrust he shoved his cock into her.
Re: MNord/FWerewolf Part 2
Date: 2013-05-12 11:09 pm (UTC)Re: MNord/FWerewolf Part 3
Date: 2013-05-17 04:53 am (UTC)The werewolf struggled. She fought and thrashed with a savagery no human could dream of and an outraged persistence no beast could imitate. She growled, her paws digging in to the soft earth as she tried to get him off, but he held on continuing to ram her as hard as he could. With every thrust she thrashed more desperately, all of her muscles tensing, her warm hole tightening around his rigid cock.
AS he pulled back for another thrust, she pulled herself forward with her impossibly strong limbs, rearing up so that his cock came out of her with a soft wet sound. The Hunter's balls started to shrivel in fear. Any moment now, she would whirl around and be on him, tearing him apart in seconds. He couldn't take any chances with such a mighty beast. Tackling her to the ground for what felt like the hundredth time, he smashed her head onto the ground as hard as he could. He sat on her back, his hand on the back of her neck keeping her muzzle in the dirt. He shifted so that he was lying along her, his muscled chest against her powerful back. One hand still on her neck, he used the other to move her tail aside, his cock throbbing with the need to be back inside her.
And, a second later, he was. As he fucked her into the ground as hard as he could, he noticed a definite change in her behavior. Her outraged howls had shifted to a constant grumbling growl mixed with a woman's moans. Her thrashing, while just as savage as before was now in rhythm with his thrusts. She wanted him in deeper just as much as she wanted him out.
That knowledge drove him to heights of lust he had never dreamed of, and he fucked her with a frantic savagery that would have broken the bones of a human women. The harder he fucked her, the more completely he established dominance, the more readily she submitted. Before too long she was thrusting her hips back at him eagerly, all pretense of outraged struggle forgotten.
Re: MNord/FWerewolf Part 3
Date: 2013-05-22 03:57 am (UTC)Please, do go on.
Re: MNord/FWerewolf Part 4
Date: 2013-05-30 05:21 am (UTC)Every time she thrust back up at him with all of her unbelievable strength resulted in an impact hard enough that a small part of him was starting to get worried about a fractured hip. A very small part of him. The rest of him simply delighted in it, the hand on the back of her neck squeezing as hard as he could as it forced her muzzle into the dirt, his other hand caressing her flank while he fucked her as hard as he could, hoping to draw out more primal submission with every thrust.
And he did. She howled and gnashed her teeth as she fucked him back, sweat drenching her thick fur. It was all he could do to stay on top, to keep fucking her. Her mere submission was more difficult to endure then the bucking of the most wild stallion. And more exciting.
But she was tiring. He had fucked the defiance from her already and now even her delight in being taken was near spent as he fucked the beast to heights of pleasure she had never dreamed of.
Her orgasm was surprisingly calm. No roaring or howling, just her hips held out to him in eager supplication as she accepted his mastery of her completely, her body trembling in pleasure and joy, her warm opening clenching around his cock so tightly that a more hesitant man might fear his cock being simply torn off. But such a man would never be worthy of taking a werewolf, as he had.
Her submissive orgasm inevitably triggered his own. As he felt the greatest of hunters surrender to him eagerly, he came harder then he ever had before, filling the werewolf with burst after burst of his warm seed.
She sighed in contentment, and he gently stroked her fur.