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 Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 7:19 pm
He blinked, well that was a valid point- the gods were a fickle bunch and it was not for the minds of mortals to ponder their motives. As Beanne moved her tail to his lap he blinked, and his eyes moved to the tip as it twitched, knowing that was her motive to begin with. He stroked the tail, long slow pets as he thought. "So, a pet baddie...I assume i am hardly the first you've popped a collar onto."
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 7:21 pm
"Mmm... nope. You're the first. You were just too pretty to let go, though," she replied with a smirk. She started to lightly scratch just behind the base of his ear with one claw, as she stood back up, running her other paw across his chest.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 7:29 pm
Ranier laughed "I'm the first, and you happen to have a collar and a pair of pliers laying around." he ran his paw through his hair, dropping his head lightly as she scratched behind his ear liking the feeling. He sighed "A pet...so...what does this mean for me aside from harassment from my entire race?" he asked still petting her tail, playing with the rich colored fur in little swirls, tracing her patterns.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 7:44 pm
"It means you do as I tell you, when I tell you. You respect me, or you will find yourself the worse for wear. It also means that if anyone shows disrespect to you, they are showing disrespect to me, and I will deal with it. You take care of yourself, because you are my property." She continued scratching behind his ear, moving it around a bit to find where he liked it best. She also nipped playfully at his other ear.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 7:52 pm
Ranier blinked, that made sense though he disliked it. "and, should I find what you like not what i like?" he asked starting to purr as she found just the right spot, sighing and lightly pulling her tail, enough to get er attention but not to hurt her.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 7:59 pm
"Who says you get any say in the matter?" she replied dryly. "Although as long as you behave, I'll make sure you enjoy it." As if to punctuate her comment, she started scratching a little more vigorously, right where he liked it. She frowned a bit as he tugged on her tail, wondering what he was trying to do. She flicked it, trying to loosen his hold some.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 8:11 pm
Before he could reply he was purring again, the feeling of her scratching his ear making him damned near melt "Oh...kay..." he said loosening his grip to a degree, running his claws through the thick fur of her coat, sighing and toying with it lightly "Okay, the jewelry ruins any chance of a mate...but..."
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 8:17 pm
"Hm... yeah, any fae that wants you for a mate is going to have to go through me first." Not actually denying the possibility... if he found someone even tougher than her to claim him. "And there will almost certainly be other faes that want to play with you, but they'll have to ask me first." No mention of him getting any say in the matter, although she actually would take his feelings into account.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 8:19 pm
He couldn't help it, he fell off the chair laughing so hard it made his sides hurt "Oh my god, i have a pimp." he said laughing so hard that little pants came from him, claws biting into her floor as he laughed himself into tears. He had a pimp, or a mistress...depended how one looked at it.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 8:40 pm
She grabbed his ear, not bothering if her claws bit into him or not, and hauled him back up and onto the chair. "I said you will respect me, and I mean that." Her claws dug into his shoulder and back, not far at all from his neck. "And if you find it so funny, I will be quite happy to be your pimp, and give you no say in the matter. If that's truly what you want, pet." Her voice was bordering on a snarl; if he acted up, she wouldn't mind letting a few more violent faes have their way with him. He'd heal, given time.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 8:44 pm
He let out a yip, the girl taking a decent bite into his ear with her claws, blood dripping from his now droopy ears, any mirth that had been in his eyes snuffed out in an instant. The claws in his back and shoulders making tears spring to his eyes as he tried to close the pain out. Ranier closed his eyes and breathed and the blood ran down his back, breathing shallow as he swallowed it down though even now a hint of a purr in his voice- speaking "Yes... Breanne."
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 8:52 pm
"Good," she snapped, withdrawing her claws and giving his ear one more hard twist. Even though she hadn't been particularly careful where she dug her claws in, only the cuts on his ear were bleeding any appreciable amount, and that more because they were head wounds than because they were deep. Interesting, though... he liked the rough play, too. His fur was dark enough that the blood didn't really mar it, although he'd need to clean off to keep his fur from getting matted.
To reinforce the good behavior, she started scratching behind his ear again.
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 11:57 am
As Breanne moved to touch him again, he winced, expecting her to once again draw blood on him. He had been laughing, laughing for Christ's sake. As she once more moved to pet him he got moved to break for the door, not read to the be the pet of a woman that would beat him without passion or just for laughing.
He had always been fast, a gift he had used in the past to get out of fights he couldn't win or to win a game of battle tag. He growled, thinking about her getting blood in his fur, and with no clear benefit. b***h.
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 12:03 pm
She already had her paws on him, so as he moved she grabbed down. There wasn't time for her to actually catch him, but hopefully it would throw him somewhat off-balance and give her a chance to stop him from escaping. She then made a grab for his tail, the part of him closest to her, planning to yank on it to pull him off his feet.
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 12:09 pm
Ranier cursed out loud as Breanne pulled his tail, falling with a sharp 'oof' he clawing at the floor of the home, dammit. His shoulders were still bleeding and the bright red of his blood marked her floor, obscuring some of his markings as the blood in his fur started to coagulate.
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