heart to heart // p. dimitri & donovan

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ariside had heard all she needed to know about the birds and the bees, hell, she would have been telling her own kids about them at this time if not for well, that, the painful past. it amused her nonetheless to see some NPC children making faces and tearing away from their parents as if their paws were on fire. she would have liked to see such expressions on her own kids' faces but that was done and past now. it deserved to stay buried.

shaking her head, she turned her attention back to what she was doing -- setting up her forge out on the coast, away from the water enough to avoid the worst of the tides. she had found some old human metals that she would melt down, old banged up things that she could use to make arms or even toys for the young ones. she didnt know how to work wood, but she knew how to make metal sing for her. currently all of her tools sat on a rack made of wood, to be replaced when she had time.

she was aware of any approaching person, but she was rather wrapped up with getting the fire going and coals smoldering to notice anybody's approach, fur glistening with sweat. stepping back successfully, she would take the scarf wound on her tail and dab at the worst of the sweat before taking a brief break to look out at the sea.

[member=1172]dimitri.[/member]

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[Dimitri]

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  Dimitri looked down the coast, truely getting a chance to explore their new territory. They were still unsure if they were going to moveagain. They didn't like the alliance with the Typhoon, and if it persisted any further.... They might leave again. Move to the Ascendents. It was probably the next best neutral place they could go.

His eyes caught on the new building on the coast and he approached it, feeling the heat radiating off it and panic flood his senses. Heat, flames- maybe whoever was in there was a blacksmith or something in there. Maybe this was dangerous.

"He- hello there?" He called out, eyeing the tiger in the building.
A new pang of fear shot through his system. Dimitri feared larger creatures- he was just afraid they were going to hurt him. She could crush his skull between her teeth and- He sucked in a breath.

Dimitri...
He hummed, hearing Donovan's sultry tone.
[i]You should get closer.[/i]

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ariside lifted her head at the cautious greeting. "hello? oh. there you are. can I help you?" her voice was rough and catching, almost like a smoker's, but more wet and tired. she stood up, stepping out of the forge as she reveled in the slight coastal breeze. she took in the smaller being, head slightly tipped. she could sense a difference in them, one she hadn't seen in a long time. smiling kindly she sat down again, tying the scarf back around her tail.

sorry it's short,,, I'm on data //

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Oh no she's hot!
Dimitri jumped at Donovan's statement, claws sinking into the sand and visibily shaking.
Oh... I'm getting a butch lesbian vibe.
Don't say that about people! That's rude!He didn't want to be here right now- why did he even talk to her? What was the point? He should've just kept to himself and then he wouldn't be in this situation- should he-? Yeah. Just to get out of this situation. He- he could trust him, right?

Dimitri gasped, his eyes squeezing shut and fur turning white, growing outwards until a white longhair tom stood under the tiger. His eyes stayed closed for a moment, his paws felt the sand below and cringed slightly, as if he were stabilizing himself. His scent notably changed- he smelled of chocolate roses.
Those alluring red eyes opened, and Donovan finally got to see the tiger for himself.

He was acutely aware of the size difference and wondered if he should change to Delta's tiger form. No... this was his body right now.

There were so many things he wanted to say, right away. I want her to step on me. He took a moment, held tilted up to meet her gaze, then trailing back down to look her over, finally taking in details of her figure. He noted the scraf around her tail, and how it was slightly wet. A sweat dab? Gross. Donovan tended to switch back and forth on some of the details of his personality, but a few things about himself were very clear. He was a clean guy- he had long white fur, and any kind of dirt or dust would ruin his impeccable coat.

He noted the dirt, and smelled the metal and smoke on her form. Suddenly, he really didn't want to come into contact with her, and yet....

"Maybe you can. My heart is broken and it looks like you are good with tools." Oh, he was so slick.

// it's like.... EVE and Wall-e, but switched...

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i squealed at the flirt//

ariside had to bite her tongue as he changed forms before her eyes, taking a deep breath of his scent as it rolled over her, searching for a hint of sulfur. "nice trick there, pal. oho. me? have the tools to mend the broken heart of one as elegant as thee? oh, I could do more than just mend your heart, love, I could make it know no other love." she responded steadily, amused by how he flirted with her.

he probably had not expected that. most men never did. she very clearly didn't back down, though,  considering the scars decorating her fore arms and shoulders. she chuckled in amusement, finding herself amused by his scent, thinking to attract the bees the flower smells irresistible.

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  Donovan piped up a bit, ears standing as she met his challenge. Oh god, yes! He had few opportunities to use his words. He could imagine it now and he was excited- How would that even work? Without me shapeshifting... Who was he kidding? That was called a challenge.
Then again... he had morals, didn’t he? There he was again, infected with Dimitri’s ideals of a domestic life. It put Donovan at a moral standstill- he wanted- so badly- to lay with someone and hold them close.

"Elegant, are you?” Donovan took a step forward, his alluring eyes on her scars and taking note of them. He already imagined running his tail across her back, softly pressing his paws on her scars and rubbing them.

He was disgusting, wasn’t he?
"Looks like you’ve been hurt more than once.” he said, gaze flashing to her scars and taking another step forward.
The smell of her workshop was stronger now.

"Give me your love, and I’ll mend every scar of yours.”

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ariside responded equally on par, "oh no, love me too hard and you'll get your own. I'm not the catch you think me to be, lovely. these scars, are apt to put you on your knees crying for my mercy." a challenge? you better bet on all your nickles it was.

eyes roving over his small body she couldn't help but be amused, "aren't I a little too big for you to be looking to court?" she hummed, taking a step towards him. oh no, no way in hell was she going to back down from this type of challenge. even as she did so, she breathed out, quietly enjoying his musk. it was a new scent, one far different from her own and her shop. the smell of willow bark clung to her fur under the layer of the smell of her forge and the scent of livid burning warmth on her. the black marks consuming her chin and falling down to end halfway down her chest made her stand out from any other tiger out there, as well as her uniquely marked tail.

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Is she a dominatrix? Was he aroused or terrified by that? [b]"My love, if you knew me any better, you'd know I would hate for my coat to be ruined."[/b] He wasn't sure how onboard he was with that. It'd be nice, sure, but.... Donovan was a fickle guy, going back and forth with what he was into or which role he wanted. Inherently, he wanted to dominate a lady, but...
She was huge.

"My lady, I call that a challenge." He hoped that didn't come out rude- was he trying to conquest her? Maybe. Was that a rude thought? Oh, definitely. That wasn't very respectful for her. Donovan showed slight hesitation as she stepped towards him, but he had to perserve, and took a similar step toward her. He had to crane his neck to reach her gaze and he could've reached out to touch her, now.
"You have already seen, we can shapeshift. It wouldn't be that hard to change my form to a more... suitable size."

Those black marks, those scars, Donovan felt so small and meaningless under gaze. Maybe he was enjoying it- just a little.
"You may taint me with your darkness, my lady." Oh, he probably just lost. That wasn't very good.

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holding her tongue to keep from laughing, the tigress smiled, "truth be told, fair tender, we only just met. you dont know the beast you toy with, nor the things she is capable of." she was painfully amused by this entire situation, especially by what she saw of his so-called vanity.

blowing out a breath in place of a snort of laughter, she looked down upon him, ice blue eyes filled with light, "a challenge? well, if I am a challenge to you, I would like to see you do your best to accomplish this insurmountable task." was she egging him on? definitely. she didn't get offended as easily as some when it came to crude words or hidden meanings. she had seen her fair share throughout the years.

oh. that was too easy. he just submitted.
huh. what now? she thought, humor rattling in her chest as she let herself laugh now, "so soon? we were just getting to the good part! wouldn't it be common courtesy to share your name with the woman whom you flirt with? I am ariside, a mercenary, demon hunter, and resident blacksmith." she announced proudly.

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  Donovan's ears folded back reflexively, more aware ofhis size as she called herself a beast. She was a monster compare to him in all rights, and some sick, submissive part of his perverted brain loved it. He may have a good time with her- but not a long time. Donovan felt guilt flood his heart, cringing at his own thought. Morals- was it right of him to lay with someone he didn't plan on staying with? Was that inherently wrong? From some perspectives, like Dimitri's.... yes.
Maybe he just didn't care.

She was going to be a challenge, and he was already relishing in the idea of getting her to submit to him. There he was again, going back and forth on his roles. "Is a beast such as yourself capable of a gentle touch?" That was a dare. A challenge for her. His alluring red eyes refocused on her, taking in her form still.
" I will meet your challenge, my beast," Was that a bad nickname?

"Mmmm.... My name is Donovan. It is nice to meet you, Ariside."

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