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Slowly i can feel it creeping in again, like storm clouds on a sunny day that roll in and take over.







Then the rain comes, daintily dancing upon the pavement of my heart.







I gasp, my heart stills its rhythm, time and all of its components have abandoned me.







Alone i stand, frozen by the harbinger of sorrow, he swells up revealing his tattered wings as i stare upon him, heavy and weak.







The lightening comes, soft, fluttering, like the beat of some faraway drum marching towards the horizon.







I fight, but to no avail.







The pain comes in spasms now, each one stronger than the last, gripping and clawing its way up from the depths of my soul, refusing to be bound any longer.







Clasping my fists at my sides, i stare in anger at the harbinger, but his glare weakens my resolve, in his eyes i see the memories, the memories i have fought so hard to never remember, the memories i have fought so hard to forget.







Yet here i stand once again on the plateau of the spirits domain.







He needs not to search to find me, for he is always there, hidden in the shadows, waiting, striking when i am weak, feeding from my pain.







He is reaching out now, close enough to feel his breath.







As he lays his hand on my shoulder, i close my eyes and let my head fall back, face towards the sky.







Letting the raindrops of memory fill my head, flooding my mind all over again.







Each raindrop holds a memory of its own in this foul storm, and each must be weathered, lived out until the storm finally recedes, back to the shadows, to the depths of humanities darkness, where they are seemingly forgotten, left behind, bound from their owners.







Until the harbinger comes, in the lonely cold of night, in the dreary grey of the storm, in the icy chill of winter, however his methods may be, he will come, reclaiming his power, breaking even the strongest of men, letting lose everything you had ever wished gone, he brings as minions to his plight.







Be weary when you see the storm clouds.







Be weary when you feel the chill of winter.







Be weary in the lonely darkness of the night.







For he is there, always, waiting.

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Neinmortlan
04:26 Sep 18 2016

do you mean wary?



as in:

"be wary when you see the storm clouds"

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A lonely life it is indeed....for swallowed are those who live in quiet desperation.







fulfillment is a lie...squandering lay those who purge of it.







Lost confusion, tormented by the core, seeking those that wonder.







Wrenched is the twisting of souls that dance apon its ancient battle.







Too open wide, gaping whole the despair...spilling out filth, exposed....







Slowly slipping into this morbid decay.







Outsider eyes see envy, cocoon twisting inside this illusion-ed prison.







Footsteps Create paths to be betrayed.







Following roots, penetrating ground with their oh so lovely romantic serenade...

I feel you watching me from the shadows.



I feel your eyes glaring deep down into my soul.



I can't help but feel restless and compelled by the urge to join you there.



Slowly i feel your eyes undress me as my clothes fall to the floor.



Your hands follow my curves all the way down the silky soft texture of what you remembered to be human female skin.



Lightly you brush against me and your hot breath sends shivers down my spine and igniting my body on fire.



Followed in deep extasy, your mind takes me over as it comes to me in waves now.



Every pulse, every convulsion, every moan is for you.



I let myself go into your soul as you do yours into mine in total conversion known as the twining of souls.



One creature flowing into another in a deep paradoxical complexity that can not be understood by most.



I am yours and you are mine.



WE ARE.

Frozen and breathless she stopped for a moment to regain her strength. She had been running, for how long she did not know. In the midst of the fog and pouring rain she looked over and seen the small flickering of a light in a window of what appeared to be a local tavern. 'Might as well stop here she thought', and slowly walked inside. She soon spotted an empty table for two by the window and sat down to begin removing her leather jacket. 'What am I going to do now? I can't go back...I can never go back' she thought to herself. “Allow me madam” a smooth deep husky voice spoke from behind her. She flinched at his touch but soon relaxed as he quickly removed her jacket and hung it up on a rack behind her. “Thank you....” She said hesitantly. “Mind if i sit?'” he said politely and looked at her with the utmost sincerity in his stare. “Sure...suit yourself.” She said in a detached sarcastic tone. “Can't go back where may I ask?” All at once her body froze and she tensed up again. It was as if a thousand needles pierced her on every perceivable inch of her tight smooth body. Her lips pursed and she focused her gaze from the window directly into his, cutting him with her sky blue eyes that could bore a hole straight through to your very soul. “Who are you and what do you want?”

She asked with no emotion getting straight to the point, small talk was never her strong suit. “I simply asked a question milady, was just curious what such a beautiful woman is doing here all alone and with such heavy burdens on her mind.” He returned her cold steely gaze with one of his own. His eyes were a deep brown, almost black and she found that very frustrating, for those eyes were the hardest for her to read but yet she felt a sort of animal magnetism about him. One that she had never felt before in her life that began to stir something deep inside of her that she thought she had long since buried. “And how would you know what is on my mind....kind stranger?” She said in a softer tone with a hint of a seductive edge to it. “Are you crazy? How could I not?...I could hear you from the moment you walked through the door...you've done something bad and you’re in trouble now aren't you?” He said smugly with his arms crossed leaned back in the chair with one leg extended outward looking at her with a grin on his face, like he knew she needed him...wanted him.

She sat very still for a moment gathering her thoughts, trying very desperately to control her breathing and keep the beast at bay. Who is this man? How does he know what I am thinking? Why am I feeling like I want to beat the shit out of him and fuck him at the same time? She quietly thought to herself. He let out a chuckle and got up out of his chair and walked over to her, he bent down and gently brushed the hair from her face before he softly cupped her cheek in his hand looking deeply in her eyes with urgent need that hid a fire that burned with a hunger...a forbidden longing. “Look I can explain everything your feeling when we get back to my place.” He said with that soft caramel like tone again. She gasped at his touch and gaze and knew it was pointless to argue. “Fine....but if you even so much as touch me without my consent again. You will be sorry.” She said with the sharpest matter of fact tone in her voice. After she stood up and put on her jacket he leaned in as close as he could get his mouth to her ear without touching her and softly whispered, “Oh I will definitely be touching you again...and once more you won't just give me your consent...you will practically beg me to.”

With every word he spoke into her ear it sent shivers down her spine and goosebumps rose up all over her body hardening her nipples and making her wet with anticipation. Upon getting back to his place his tone changed. “Now walk over to the couch and sit down in front of the fire. I will pour you a drink and we will talk. What would you like? I have a full bar.” He said in a very stern voice that demanded an answer quickly. “A vodka straight...and none of the cheap stuff please.'” He grinned and said “My dear, I never crave anything cheap”, as he handed her a nice glass full of expensive vodka. She took a big swig and shivered as it burned its way down her throat lighting her insides on fire. “Whoa slow down on that there missy, you’re going to need to stay awake for me later.” All at once there were tears in her eyes as she lost herself in the fire. “Thank you for your kindness, I don't know why but I feel like I've known you forever.” She said with a shaky voice and tears in her eyes.

“'No need to thank me dear, I've been searching for you for a very, very long time. It is I who should be thanking you for agreeing to come here and let me help you out of whatever mess you've gotten yourself into.” He said to her with a smooth sincerity that warmed her soul like nothing ever had. “My dear just stop those thoughts for a moment and come sit by me, I shall tell you everything. Anything that is on your mind you need only ask it.” She stood up and walked over to the seat next to him on the couch, she turned to face him and just looked into his warm dark piercing eyes for a moment and let the intensity build. “Why do I feel like I know you?” She said with fear in her voice. “You feel that way because you do know me....you just don't remember.'” She gave him a puzzled look as to inquire for more information, so he continued to speak. “You see...I know what you are...because it is what we both are...and that would be lycans love. For the first time in your life you are experiencing what our tribe describes as 'the calling' where the new male and female alpha of the tribe come together to form a perfect union. You are mine and I am yours, that is the way it is and the way it will always be. Don't try to fight it. I know you want this just as bad as I do.”

All at once he stands up and removes his shirt. His body was magnificent. His skin a nice caramel brown that looked soft and smooth, with just a hint of hair trailing down his lower abdomen. He gleamed at her past his long dark brown hair, eyes full of need and desire. He then hovered over her pinning both arms against the couch so he was directly in front of her. He leaned in and whispered in her ear once more. “Give yourself to me....tonight...right here...and choose to stay...I promise I will always fulfill your every need and desire...I will offer you protection...and hell will come to those who bid you harm...for you are MINE and I am YOURS...forever....now...about that 'permission' hmmm?" He spoke as he nuzzled his scruffy face and hair against her ear gently nibbling on it. Softly and weakly she tried to speak through the intense fire burning passion that he had ignited inside of her that she had always felt but never truly been able to express.

“'Yes....yes..I want you...I need you...” Before she could finish speaking he effortlessly scooped her up into his arms and carried her up the stairs and threw her into this bed. There was no more need for words now. He quickly grabbed her pants and pulled them off with one hand. In one swift motion they landed on the floor. She leaned up to kiss him but he pushed her into the mattress pinning her hands above her head with one arm as he pressed his full mass into her so she could feel the stiffness of his huge cock against her aching clit. He looked at her once more with a predatory grin before kissing her. Hard, fast and passionate their mouths moved in perfect synchronization with one another. Soon flicking then teasing licks and then biting each other’s lips as they pressed their hips together in a teasing intense desire for more.

He stops at once and lets her arms down. Breathless and body feeling like jello he moves her how he wants her now. He raises her arms and takes off her shirt and bra letting lose her rather large, firm milk white breasts. He gazes for a moment, admiring her beauty and his passion growing at the fact that this beautiful woman was made to be his mate. “Stand up”, he says "I want to look at you.” Quickly she does as he asks standing at the side of the bed with him sitting facing her. He reaches out his hands and begins to softly touch her all over, feeling her breasts, arms, neck, legs, feet and then back up again. He grabs her hips and pulls him to her strongly and she gasps. He licks her stomach all the way up to her breasts and begins to suck and nibble on her perfect pink nipples. She moans and squirms with pleasure, giggling as he plays with her and happy that he is enjoying her body. Slowly he peels off her panties and throws them across the room revealing her very soft shaven milk white smoothness.

He looks up at her says “I want to taste you.” Sounding like a command not a request. He grabs her hips once again and throws her back down on the bed. He kisses his way down her beautiful body until he stops just between her aching center. He kisses all around her thighs at first while running his hands up and down her body squeezing her breasts and nipples driving her mad. He then gently licks with a soft tongue to spread her apart and soon finds the hardened clit and begins to flick it with his tongue. He swirls it in circles in his mouth before closing his mouth around it and sucking. Flicking, swirling, sucking, flicking, swirling, sucking in a constant maddening rhythm that lit her body on fire. “I'm yours...all yours...” she says breathlessly. He growls picking up the rhythm and gently places two fingers inside of her to stroke her gspot mercilessly. In almost no time at all she came...so forcefully that she could not lie still. She violently convulsed on the bed and tried to escape him. Clenching at the sheets to try to get away. He says “No I'm not done with you yet.” He says and climbs up to kiss her urgently letting her taste her own sweet juices in her mouth.

She reaches down and unzips his massive cock from his pants. “I think you deserve a reward for that.” She pushes him down on the bed and pulls off his pants. Unleashing his cock from his underwear pulling them off as well. She leans down and begins to tease his cock with her mouth. Licking the tip as she strokes before moving down the shaft with her mouth. He throws his head back and groans clenching the bedsheets. She moves her head up and down on his cock. Slowly at first then picking up the pace. While swirling her tongue all around the tip and the shaft and gently rubbing his balls in one hand and moving her other hand up and down his amazing body squeezing his nipples. “Whos cock is it?" She stops to say looking at him with piercing blue eyes. “It's yours.” She puts him back in her mouth and moves faster now as he grinds into her face. Faster and harder they move in rhythm. She feels him tense and with one final thrust he explodes all into her mouth. She keeps sucking and swallows all that he gives her. He looks down at her with dark almost scary desire before grabbing her and throwing her on the bed. He pushes her legs up and holds then to her shoulders slowly putting his large cock inside of her. He starts slow then picks up the pace before pounding her madly, “You belong to me now.” he says in a low growl as he thrusts into her. “Mhm” She says weakly.

He thrusts her long and hard making her scream and moan as she squirts all over him soaking the sheets and her body goes into another earth shattering orgasm that makes her go blind for one brief moment and she loses herself in him. He then flips her over onto her stomach and stands her up on her knees and hands before putting his cock inside of her again. He doesn't start slowly this time. He violently thrusts into her as hard and as fast as he can and she has to keep a firm grip on the bed to keep from falling over. With every thrust it feels as if she is going to be ripped apart, and then that feeling comes back all too quickly. She begins to shake and moan as her arms give out and her face is buried into the sheets. Once again she squirts all over him and keeps going and going into orgasm after orgasm from his relentless thrusts. He looks down at her screaming and shaking and grabs onto her hips forcefully as he poured into her losing himself inside of her. Both exhausted they fell over beside each other bodies sweaty and breathless but very happy. She lays out legs spread as he grabs her hand and kisses it saying, “Expect a lot more where that came from. You rest now love, I'm going to take a shower and make us something to eat. You will need your strength.” He says with a sly grin. She lays there unable to move and mutters a “mhmm” as she covers up and falls into a deep sleep in the soft bed of her new home.

Basically my thoughts are rather skewed

as of now, for my perception has failed me.





I wonder, i walk, i see alone.



Altered if only for that brief moment of bliss that has ever so blatantly escaped me.



Shadows fall for those moments, between these delicate mortal shortcomings.



If it were true, if only my heart had it's way to follow you, but promise of weakness allows me not.



This taunting, haunting, that is grasped but not taken.



Forever it is denied to me.



Constant the pounding, thoughts spins outward, creating and unwelcome creature.



Heavy is my heart, shallow my breathe, yearning for an endless eternity without you.



The mind swallows the heart, never simplifying the equation in all of it's ironic simplicity.



Doomed to this yearning experience.



Denying oneself, climbing the plateau of unforeseen pleasures.



Forever withholding love, quivering inward.