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| LittlexWolfxHunter | Aug 27 2017, 07:32 PM Post #41 |
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The majyuu was about to answer the question but stopped when Motto said he didn't want to know. It looked like something was causing him pain as he closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. A headache, maybe? Tilting her head, Ylva wondered if it was because of her that he wasn't feeling well. Seeing that weak smile he gave her tugged on the feelings she had for him as she adjusted her gaze to the floor. Thinking, and sudden idea for a remedy came to her mind. Hopefully, it would help. "Hey," she said, voice soft and full of concern as she looked back up, "come here. Come rest your head in my lap." The wolf motioned for the other to come to her, if he wanted. If he indulged in her request, Ylva would lower her legs and gently guide the other to rest his head on her lap. The wolf would then tenderly massage the male's temples to help ease whatever seemed to cause him to hurt. If he didn't decided to rest his head, she'd look away, embarrassed about asking the other to do something that he didn't want to do. She'd get up immediately and head to the bathroom to retrieve her purse before sitting down in the floor again. A flask would be taken out and she'd take a long sip from it before putting it back. Vodka always did the trick to relax her enough to not care about anything and that's what she needed right now. |
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Aug 27 2017, 07:35 PM Post #42 |
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![]() Amber eyes widened and flicked to Ylva at the word “lap”. The Hunter’s composure faltered as he wasn’t entirely sure what she meant.. was this a sex thing? He hadn’t meant to say anything inappropriate about kissing. He didn’t want to say no to Ylva, but putting his head in her lap was kinda …it was ok, wasn’t it? She was his friend, and it was fine. Reluctantly, he moved away from his post at the door and obeyed; scooting himself down onto his back and laying his head down to rest on the girl’s legs. Blinking up at the ceiling, he sighed and turned to watch the door. It was comfortable to lay on his back, a little harder to stay as alert but it was ok. Ylva’s fingertips were cold and pleasant; the way they pushed and moved on his aching head was real nice. Sighing again, Motto shifted a little to lay on his side and his cheek rested on her thigh. His eyes grew heavy but he couldn’t imagine letting her stop those little amazing circles on his head. Was this what it was like to have a girlfriend? To be touched like this all the time? Whenever he wanted? Man he wanted one so bad. Without meaning to, Motto let his eyes remain shut as his body began to settle into a deeper state of relaxation. He thought about Runa and Dorn, and strangely enough a little goat he ran into once in hazardous waste field. He’d met a pirate princess once, and she touched his hand. Suzuri. He kinda wanted to touch her back, but never did. Then there was Patricia. He tried real hard not to think about Patricia but he was thinkin’ about her right now. Maaan she was pretty, and so much like Runa it broke his heart. Maybe he had a chance with her. But he shouldn’t. But he wanted to. Dorn. Motto’s eyes fluttered and color crept into his face as Ylva’s practiced hands continued to sooth his temples. Dorn was ideal and …into him. She was into him and he secretly liked it. He wanted to do stuff with her because it felt so damn good, and he kinda needed it. A light snore escaped the Hunter as he gave into the fatigue. |
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| LittlexWolfxHunter | Aug 27 2017, 07:42 PM Post #43 |
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The majyuu looked the other, her expression blank as she helped him to lay his head in his lap. He turned, adjusting himself a bit as she adjusted herself, and she started to work her fingers at his temples. It was gentle, kind, and not at all anything sexual. The wolf made sure to put those deplorable urges away in the depths of herself. Watching him relax made her heart beat in her chest as she did her best to not show any emotion, least she disgust the other and get him thinking that she wanted something "more" from him. But...it was nice to have the other this way, in a way that wasn't sexual at all. It was comforting to see that he trusted her so much even though it made her heart ache for him immensely. She was also very perplexed by him, of how angry and frightening he could get when upset. Those moments were the first time Ylva had even seen him act in such a way. It threw all her feelings in disarray...but she still, undeniably, had feelings for the Hunter laying in her lap. But the majyuu knew that a worn out whore of a creature wasn't worth this young man's love... Slender fingers touched his cheek, the warmth there seemed pleasant. Whoever managed to capture Motto's heart would certainly be a lucky person. Her fingers went back to rubbing his temples but once he started to snore, Ylva just ran her fingers through his spiky locks as she reminisced about the time time she met him and how remembering him helped the she-wolf get through...being a sex worker. It was too much; she had to leave but she couldn't leave. She had to stay. Or take something to get her mind somewhere else. Gently, careful hands lifted the other's head and placed it on the ground as she went to pick him up and place him on the bed. Ylva then headed into the bathroom to grab the flask hidden in her purse, completely unaware if she had woken up the other when she moved him, and downed half the contents. Ylva walked back out and sat down on the bed while being careful of her tail as she let the alcohol take effect. |
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Aug 27 2017, 07:45 PM Post #44 |
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Motto’s dream hadn’t gotten very far when he felt himself being moved. Ylva was …lifting him? She was stronger than she looked, sheesh. But why was she lifting him? For reasons he couldn’t explain, the Hunter kept his eyes closed and let her place him on the bed. It wasn’t like Motto to allow something like that, but here he was. Allowing it. First she wanted his head in her lap, now the bed. Sex was probably coming. A tight feeling in his throat accompanied the growing heat. They turned her into a concubine and he wasn’t in the right frame of mind. Feeling the mayjuu’s movement off the bed, Motto opened his eyes and watched her go into the bathroom. ‘Calm down. Just calm down dude. This is fine. Everything’s fine. You’re not gonna screw up, and nothing weird’s gonna happen. Just get it together.’ Motto’s body had other ideas however, and he sat up to lessen how obvious it was. The raven turned and rested his feet on the floor. He’d just sit and wait it out. No problems. As Ylva emerged from the other room, he glanced up with a quick smile. “Hi.” Man he was burning up. Tired and flushed, Motto clasped his hands together and studied a crumb on the carpet. “Thanks for rubbing my..head. It was nice. I’m b-b.. good now. So. How’s it going?” That was dumb. This was dumb. “Ylva? I’m sorry they did messed up stuff to you.” Better. “When I was a kid, I had some problems with the tourist ladies. Not all of ‘em. But you know, a few.” He glanced at the she-wolf and squeezed his hands together. “It really sucked. They.. well…I-I’m sure it’s not the same thing but anyway Ylva I’m sorry. I’m sorry that happened.” Motto took a deep breath and turned himself towards her. “See..it’s hard now. You know.. ssex and stuff like that. For me. It’s uhh heh, kinda ruined? Anyway, I hope that..well I hope that one day you’re ok. Again. With that. Because it’s ..because well..it’s a big deal.” ![]() |
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| LittlexWolfxHunter | Aug 27 2017, 07:57 PM Post #45 |
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Blinking slowly, dulled turquoise eyes looked over at the other, not surprised to see him awake now. "Hi..." 'I probably woke him up when I moved him,' the old thought as she ran a hand through her hair, 'I shouldn't be taking his sleep from him like that...' Ylva stood, swaying a little on her feet, as she took another sip from her flask. She found a chair in the corner of the room and fell into it. The uncomfortable nervousness that she could feel coming off the other made her feel repulsive. Distance would help. Distancing herself always seemed to make things a little better. He probably just indulged her request to have him rest in her lap so she didn't get sad or something. Motto probably didn't want to actually do it because...because he didn't want to touch her or something. It made sense; who would? Only terrible men that wanted to get their pleasure from some "exotic" species they've never had before... Hearing his thanks or her for rubbing his head, Ylva just looked at him and blinked slowly. The alcohol was already getting to her because it was difficult for canine species in general to metabolize any alcohol. "It's...It's...It's literally nothing, Motto...," she muttered softly, "and it's going soooo well." That last comment ended with a dead laugh as she drank a bit more from her flask. "I'm...I'm sssorry abouuuut me tooo." It looked liked the alcohol was making her slur her words a bit. "At...At leaaast it wasme and notsome othergirl.." The wolf nodded her head to that statement. Ears alert, Ylva listened to what happened to Motto, never once thinking that he had gone through something like that. Something that was similar to her situation. Her heart broke at his words when he mentioned that intimate relationships were hard for him because of it. He also hoped that the wolf wouldn't have a hard time with intimate relationships after all this was over with. Standing, with difficulty, Ylva went over to the other and gently wrapped her arms around him. It...probably took a lot for him to say anything about his past, especially if it was similar to her situation. "...you...you're sooo kiiind and and and strong and sselfless...you...you aaalwayss smile aaand help people...you...you didn't deessever thaat Mottooo..." It made sense to her, now, why he had been so upset by her situation and did what he did. He wanted to possibly remove her as fast as he could from her situation and get rid of these people so they wouldn't do what they did to her and the other girls anymore. Motto just wanted to protect others when he, probably, didn't have anyone to protect him when those things were happening to him. He was a good soul and for some reason it made her feel even more disgusting. She had touched him inappropriately when he brought her here... Ylva...was now a highly inappropriate creature that was meant to be used by others. Immediately, almost making herself fall flat on her rear, Ylva pulled away from the other and stepped back. "Sssoorry M...Motto," she said murmured, tears filling the corners of her eyes, [/color]"I-I'm....I'm...gooonna go baack to the sea- no, chaair and sssit for a biit."[/color] The wolf nodded her head, as if answering herself, and stumbled back to her seat while finishing off the contents of her flask. Flopping into her chair, Ylva then looked over at the other, a question stirring in her mind. "...I...Is...ssseex....sssupposed to be a...a biiig deeal? T-The...ummm...ummm meeen...I was...was with act...act liiike it's nooot..." They always managed to push her off once they were done doing whatever they wanted or telling her to get the fuck out of the room. Was...it really supposed to be different? |
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Aug 27 2017, 07:58 PM Post #46 |
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It occurred to Motto that she’d been drinking. How or when she managed it, he had no idea. But in the past few minutes since he laid his head in her lap his friend had gone from zero to drunk. Seeing her that way reminded him of hard stuff. Her self-sacrificing attitude hadn’t gone unnoticed either, hearing Ylva’s soft voice say those things was breaking his heart. A long moment passed before he shared his private trouble. Ylva was safe to talk to.![]() When she stood and came toward him, Motto looked up nervous and sweating. She held him. It was so unexpected and she was saying things. The young man’s mouth opened and closed several times but he didn’t know exactly what to say or do. He wasn’t used to those kinds of things being said about him. It felt good. And suddenly she was about to fall. Motto reached out to prevent Ylva from landing badly, but the mayjuu seemed to catch herself while apologizing. For what, he had no clue. Rising as she staggered back to her chair, Motto bit his lip seeing her empty the flask. He should’ve probably stopped her from drinking more considering she was already so messed up. Instead he stood there with his arms lamely at his sides; watching the girl fall apart in front of him. Her question made him forget himself and everything around him for a brief moment. Blinking as his mind returned to the difficult subject, Motto curled his shoulders inward and raised his eyes back to meet hers. “Yeah. It’s a big deal.” He said softly. “I think that people like it a lot. Like in the movies? And the pictures..you know how they always look.” Motto waved his hand and nodded his head to see if she knew what he meant. |
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| LittlexWolfxHunter | Aug 27 2017, 08:01 PM Post #47 |
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Ylva looked to him, eyesight hazy and somewhat blurred. Vodka was certainly the drink that effected her the most, more so than her medication was doing. It was one of the reasons why she chose to drink so suddenly; the pain in her arm was acting up. Now, it felt like it wasn't even hurting. The majyuu curled up in her seat, resting her head on the arm of the chair as best as she could while looking to Motto. "Moo...Moovies?" The she-wolf didn't understand. What was a "movie" and what were those pictures he was talking about? People enjoying sex was a given; the men always made sure to tell her how good she was doing and how she made them feel. And she was taught to enjoy it was well, even though it made her feel sick. "YeeAh...pe-peooole do looove it," she said softly, "I wou...woUldn't be...be here if theeey didn't." Another dry laugh left her as she waved her good hand a little. "I...I guuuess sex is..is just sex....noth..nothing moore or LEsss." For some reason she was hopping it wasn't what she was experiencing but it seemed like that was what it was. Wrapping her arms around herself, the wolf yawned lazily as she curled furthered into herself. "A...Any...giiirl wouuuld...would...bee luucky...to have youuu Motto," her voice was tired, quiet and sad, "you...youuu'll find a-a niiice giirl aaNd looove her." A tired smile was shone to the other Hunter. With that all said, the majyuu glanced to the floor as the room spun a little. Things like that weren't meant for her. Ylva was broken, used, and not even human, but she knew that she didn't deserve her current predicament. She was going to leave tomorrow, with Motto, and they'll stop those men from hurting other women. Wrapping her arms tighter around herself, Ylva held herself as her eyes threatened to become heavy with sleep. |
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Aug 27 2017, 08:02 PM Post #48 |
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![]() Motto felt bad about bringing up sex when Ylva laughed again..to her it must be awful. Noticing her growing fatigue, he moved towards the she-wolf only to pause when she started talking again. He was such a jerk for not loving her back. He couldn’t help his feelings or lack thereof, but Motto still felt wretched and mean and stressed. It was nice of Ylva to say those things, but it was never gonna happen. His heart was more messed up then his …well, his other stuff. She didn’t need to know that. Without a word, Motto scooped Ylva up carefully and brought her back to the bed. She was wreck and he’d been unwise to bring up such an insensitive subject. He did his best to set her down without hurting her; the scars might as well have been fresh wounds. Ylva was bad off and it was difficult to stay calm with each passing moment. Motto wanted to just hold her until it all disappeared, punch the shit out of everyone who ever hurt her, find a way to make her happy! But he was in a weird spot being someone she had special feelings for. He had to hold back on saying stuff and doing stuff. He couldn’t give her the wrong ideas. These things weighed heavily as he stood there looking down at the poor girl. The least he could do was free her, and that’s what he was gonna do. This was bigger than his selfish vows. If anything, he owed it to Ylva for saving his life. His headache was coming back. Sleep would probably take care of it. Seating himself on the floor by the door once again, Motto rested an elbow on his knee and slipped into a restful state while maintaining vigilance. As the sun rose, he watched it light up different marks on Ylva’s body and imagined making them on Demyan. That jerk was gonna suffer before he died. Motto felt his strength had returned in full, and looked at the girl’s form in grim silence. Today was the day. He’d go straight for Demyan and make sure no one could track Ylva down. Then he could take his time and hunt them all down one by one. |
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| LittlexWolfxHunter | Aug 27 2017, 08:05 PM Post #49 |
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The majyuu fidgeted in the other's hold, not wanting to be picked up. Soon, though, she relaxed as she put her face into the crook of Motto's arm while recognizing his scent. Curling up in his hold, the plush bed met her and the wolf instantly reached out to clutch onto a nearby pillow. It was always how she slept; clutching a pillow or something of the like to her body. Ylva's eyes remained closed, but still had a look of pain to them as tears seemed to pull in the corner of them. "Mom....dad..." She called out to her parents in her sleep and sighed quietly as she sleepily called to the Hunter that was staying by the door. "M...otto.." With that, she fell into a fit full sleep. It wasn't until the morning light of the sun touched her face that she managed to wake up. A pounding headache greeted her and a surging pain in her arm. "Ngh! Ahh...s-shit...," she muttered, her long hair spilling over she shoulder as she sat up. The large burn scar, as well as a multitude of others that were on her back were much more visible now in the day light. The dark circles that had been concealed with makeup became prominent as well as the smaller scars here and there. The majyuu blinked softly, eyes adjusting to the brightness in the room as she looked for her friend. It was morning and the she-wolf understood that...they'd be confronting Demyan today. There was going to be a lot of violence and blood...she wasn't ready for that, but...Ylva knew that it had to happen this way or she'd never be able to leave Demyan's grasp. This was the only way. Looking to the door, tired turquoise found amber eyes awake and alert. Right; Motto was ready to start this plan and she was the key to starting them off. He was probably waiting for her to wake up. "...'morning...," she said softly, wincing a bit at the sound of her own voice due to her mild hangover, "...are...are you ready to get things started?" |
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Aug 27 2017, 08:06 PM Post #50 |
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Man, it sucked to hear her calling for her parents. His name directly after made Motto’s hairs stand on end and it kinda sat on his mind for hours after that. Now waking, she was looking at him and asking about getting started. Motto got to his feet in silence. He needed to do something about Ylva. After this whole thing was over. When he got her untangled from those sick perverts and he was sure she was ok. Whatever that even looked like… a strange feeling of doubt crept up in the back of his head, and Motto shoved it away. Doubting himself hadn’t been useful in the past, and he sure as hell didn’t want to go back to the way things were. But he wasn’t being the kind of man he wanted to be right now. A real man would handle things differently with Ylva Haugen. He’d have to make sure to set things straight and do right. Stop messing around with her mind and her heart.. and set her free even if it sucked. His insides knotted up and his chest hurt. He wasn’t innocent. He was responsible and a jerk for touching her and sayin’ stuff and … fuck his damned mistake in the hospital. Motto hated himself for that. ![]() “Yes.” It was cruel, but how much so? Sure she hadn’t eaten, and Ylva looked like she was in pain. Fine. She’d still be hungry and hurting in Demyan’s sick world if he didn’t do something about it. Why fucking wait? Rage from the night before was brewing steadily and Motto’s mind was almost completely ok with what he was about to do. Edited by Gon.Pro.Hunter, Aug 27 2017, 08:08 PM.
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