OOC note: This thread is private for Odessi and will contain some material that may not be suitable for children. :o Dyo 11, 81378 It had been a little over a month since Blyss’ entire wold had been torn out from beneath her paws, yet the rate at which she had pulled herself back up and adjusted was astonishing. Not only was she soaring academically, but she had established herself a social life that left her side of the room nearly always vacant during the daylight hours. With the spotlight moving rapidly back in her direction, she didn’t even mind that she had not so much as even heard from her brother since she left. All that mattered now was washing this half-bottle of neon product out of her hair... Fresh in the dorm from a night out at a local club, Blyss was relieved to see that her roommate was nowhere to be seen. Ridding herself of a large collection of beads and bracelets on the bed and shedding her clothing piece by piece she left a blatant trail of belongings straight to the bathroom door. She flung off her last shoe with ease and reached for the sink, pulling herself face to face with the mirror and giving a soft groan when realizing that there was no way she would be able to sleep with the multitude of foot long, perfectly shaped, rock-solid spines of hair projecting out of her head. With the bathroom door wide open, she flicked on the tub’s faucet and sang absently to herself during the short wait for her bath. As one ‘o clock in the morning rolled around Blyss slipped into the fragrant bath which nearly knocked her into dreamland instantaneously. Arms and neck propped loosely on the cool porcelain edge of the tub, she teetered on the edge of sleep for who knows how long.
Odessi had been out himself for a good portion of the evening but finally arrived home, mere minutes after Blyss had prepared a warm bath for herself. He was tired and dirty - he and his friends had been up to something mischevious on campus and his fur was matted and dirty - what they had been doing, however, was anyone's guess. He couldn't wait to see Blyss - it was quite possible that the few minutes he spent with her a day were those day's highlights. He was overjoyed at the obvious signs that she was, in fact, home. After throwing his backpack down on his bed and orient himself, he turned, glancing down at the floor - muddy footpaws had left a trail of dirt from the door to where he was standing. Not good. Something else, however, caught his eye - it was the unmistakable evidence that someone was in the bathroom - judging by the clothes, it was his girlfriend slash roomie slash all other sorts of delicious things, and judging by the smells eminating from the small room, one could tell she was definitely enjoying a bath - the perfect time to sneak in on her, of course. He followed the trail of clothes carefully to the door, as if he couldn't see it - though it was obviously in plain view. He knocked lightly - there was no repsonse. Could it be that, like many nights before, she'd fallen asleep in the bath? He opened the door and walked in, shutting it quietly behind him. He padded softly across the room, on tip-toes, until he reached her side. Her eyes were closed and she seemed fully relaxed - it would be a shame to wake her so abruptly. So he merely leaned over, nuzzling her neck gently and planting a kiss on it - "Hello, dear." He murred softly in to her ear - "Enjoying your nap?"
The surface of Blyss’ neck twitched under Odessi’s touch, but she didn’t fully wake because of it. She knew it was him- his slightly-less-then-kept scent was enough of an indication. With a half conscious moan she lifted her muzzle up and back, a wide smile spread across it, all the while extending her arms behind her to grope pleadingly at the thick fur adorning the male’s neck. Upon running her narrow fingers though his grungy mane she could almost admit that she truly missed him. Although she had been playing him- using him for the physical satisfaction that he gave her- and in return replying automatically to his ‘sweet nothings’ for that second she almost allowed it to be more. But not yet. Gripping the lightly dampened fur she had been fondling so gently before, she pulled Odessi from behind her and made his nose meet hers, this causing the glassy water around her to quiver invitingly. She brought her gaze upwards through devilishly narrowed eyes and whispered “You know there’s only one thing I enjoy more..." At the present there was no question in her slow and deliberate actions of what she wanted, “Fuck me."
Odessi smiled a wicked grin of his own and nodded softly, using his tongue to run a gentle affectionate kiss from her collarbone, up the side of her face to her ear. "But of course..." He grinned, shedding his shirt over top his head, leaving muddy pawprints on the fabric, but disregarding the mess as he tossed it to the corner of the room. He quickly managed to shed the rest of what he was wearing, as well and slid in to the bath next to her, a paw gently brushing her thigh. Suddenly, he grabbed her by the arm, rolling her over on to his stomach, and pulled her leg over his waist so she straddled him, "Well then, if you like it so much, why don't you take the reigns, mrr?" He pulled her down by the back of her neck and kissed her gently, lingering on her lips a moment before releasing her. "Go on, you know I can handle anything you can throw at me..."
Even in the water it was not hard to tell how badly she wanted him as she pressed and slid her anxious groin up the length of her male’s lower stomach. She sniggered inwardly, debating weather to carry on with this teasing foreplay or to go straight for the kill. Where as Odessi was mindful to pace them with strategically placed kisses at least now and then, what she had a taste for was that swelling mass below the belt. “Don’t mind if I do." Bracing herself with one palm against his chest, she lowered her posture so that half of her body was just under the water’s edge as if she were some waiting predator. Her other hand, seemingly lost before, found it’s place directly between his thighs. Cupping his testicles and kneading with careful attention she let her fingers stray upwards to the base of his sheath where she pressed directionally upwards along its contour. “Come out, come out wherever you are..."
She certainly got the response she wanted as the organ in question quickly stiffened and slid out of its sheath. He merely smiled at her, then reached around her neck, pulling her head down to level with his. He placed kisses gently down between her eyes until he reached her lips where again he allowed a kiss to linger as curious paws cautiously made their way down her sides, one slipping along around to her inner thigh to see just how excited she actually was. The other paw gently reached around her leg, and using a hand he propped her up slightly, sliding lower to align their hips together. He smiled, taking her paw in his and kissing it in a gentleman-like manner "Whenever you're ready..." With that, his paws gently went to rest on her waist and he smiled up at her - "C'mon hun, make my day."
Blyss readily let herself be tested and flashed a devilish smile his way as he did, and the edges of her lips curled even higher and she discovered the result of her clever handwork. At this moment she could not have asked for anything more perfect. Lifting her rear just slightly out of the water, she matched the motion with a justly full fist of her favourite feature of his. Slow and deliberate as she came to the tip, Blyss used the velvety underside of her hand to guide his aim to the target area between her legs. She hesitated to let him enter directly, but instead held him firmly beneath the head, massaging as she ran him back and fourth right along the inside of her folds. Pressing his flared tip rhythmically against her clitoris, she was taking advantage of the somewhat tender moment while she still could. However only seconds passed before she directed his naturally lubricated member to her entrance and took the plunge. Every vein and edge felt so greatly accentuated as he pushed inside that she couldnÂ’t help but emit a high pitched squeak of ecstacy and a full body shiver in turn.
Odessi bared his teeth through the tease as best he could, and though he desired nothing more than to lunge out and force her to do as he wished, he had given her control over the situation and if such an action was her perogative, then so be it. But as the moment finally came where he violated her inner sanctum, he experienced nothing short of pure bliss (haha, get it? It's funny cuz that's her name!) He closed his eyes slightly and gripped her waist, digging his claws lightly in to the skin on her hips and sliding her back up in the air, then releasing her and allowing her weight to do the rest, pulling her down back to him, pressing their bodies tightly together. He repeated the motion with her, eyes remaining closed, now leaning back against the cool bathtub himself, allowing himself to relax and enjoy the sensation as, all around him, smelly-bubbly water frothed and splashed.
Blyss’ mouth split at the lips and released her panting tongue as she arched her spine inwards to greet her partner with a greater force. Strained, her tail curled high and up over her back making for a nice snug fit for Odessi. Perhaps her favourite part of this entire game was to instigate and bring fourth the aggressive beast that she knew was lurking inside him. She hoped it wouldn’t be long before he extracted his sick fantasies on her, but just to catalyze the situation she jumped forward and grabbed his lower jaw with both hands, opening his mouth with a swift downward jerk. Holding tightly she remained there, allowing the rows of perfectly honed fangs to puncture her skin and let the once contained crimson liquid soak to contrast strikingly against her milky fur and down his canines. As she held there, letting him taste, Blyss pressed the entire flat of her tongue against the strong bridge of his muzzle and lapped all the way to the hairline in one continuous motion. “Taste me, Odessi. I know you want more." On those words she picked up the pace between their pumping genitals and turned it into a heavy pounding.
Odessi's attitude suddenly changed, and his eyes narrowed. Obviously, all bets were off - he'd tasted blood and now he was hungering for more. He snarled and bared those fangs of his, now stained red, blood dripping from his muzzle in to the frothy water, staining the white bubbles with crimson. He picked her up, tossing her over the edge of the bathtub and, in traditional feral style, leaned over her from behind, pentrating her quickly and deeply, then latched on to her neck with his teeth digging in deep, tearing at the skin. His claws latched to her waist, digging in deeply and drawing more of the crimson blood which slowly dripped down her hindquarters, along her intimate regions, just like that which was running through his teeth, from the bite marks on her neck. All bets off, he hammered her from behind, pressing her face against the cold tile floor of the bathroom, grunting and growling gutturally with every thrust.
Even though Blyss was obviously asking for it, she was taken by surprise at the sheer power displayed as Odessi lifted her clear of the water and slammed her hard against the sloped edge of the tub. The blow against her abdomen caused her to gasp and reach out for the floorÂ’s reassurance with her bloodied hands. The water, which now leapt up and over itÂ’s previous barrier sloshed onto the floor in completely haphazard intervals giving the linoleum a slick, filmy surface that proved difficult for her fingers to hold against. All of that mattered not though as Odessi took hold of her flesh with both tooth and claw and molded her to his will. In a twisted sense of mind, her loins loved it. The ferocity at which he stabbed at her depths sent wave after wave of pleasure foaming at the edges with pain up her small frame down to the very tip of her muzzle. The water around her, becoming diluted with the most intricate swirls and designs of deep red was ruined as her legs began to thrash with his increasing tempo. She returned his growl with a gurgling grunt of her own, clawing hard at the tiles unsure if she should be struggling for freedom or begging for more.
It wouldn't take long before the decision would be made for her - with a dramatic shudder the moment was over and he had achieved the release he'd been looking for since the encounter began. He sank back in to the bathtub, releasing her neck from his toothed grasp and licking the crimson blood off his lips, streams of it still trickling down his fur. He grabbed her under the arms, pulling her roughly back in to the tub and licked her cheek softly - "Good for you, I hope. It was superb for me." He once again licked his lips, savoring the metallic taste of blood, "Excellent." He smiled warmly at her - though the encounter had been violent, it was merely show - he still loved her hopelessly. He brought her up in his arms, hugging her tightly to him and nuzzling her neck, "...You know I care for you a lot, I hope."
Blyss’ ravaged body could do nothing but comply. She could not bring her eyes to his, but instead dazed downwards as the tainted water lapped at her wounds. So hypnotic was the recession of each wave as they visibly leeched the life from her veins little by little that all of her other senses seemed paralyzed in the moment. She was not sad, but not entirely satisfied either. What she encouraged was a terrible addiction for them both. Despite how many times they plunged deeper and deeper into this sexual escapade nothing new was ever achieved, only their previous foundation was smashed into entropy even more then it was before. Odessi’s words floated unacknowledged though one ear and out the other as they had so many times before. Already engraved forever in her memory, they were no different from her brother’s- so exactly the same that their voices melded as one deep in her psyche. There was a long moment of silence before the young female gathered her composure and lifted herself from the water and her partner’s embrace. “As always." The deep puncture wounds in Blyss’ nape had mostly ceased their bleeding and now appeared to be self cauterizing- healing cleanly beneath her thick pelt. Snatching her half-waterlogged towel from it’s hook beside the bath, she managed to run it quickly enough over her body while advancing to the door. “Clean up when you’re done in there, eh?"
