When They Met

When They Smashed Twice

Her head slowly cleared as the light from the house faded into the forest and she started laughing at the ridiculousness of being carried away like a giant horny burrito. Taking the opportunity offered, she started mindlessly drumming against the ass that was oh-so-conveniently within arm's reach. Best little drummer boy EVER! baa-rum pum pum pum...

Jester felt the pats against his ass and smirked. Get them in while you can baby girl His eyes focused on the break in the trees and he turned towards the boulder he preferred. Slowing his jog to a stop, he pulled her from his shoulder and slid her down his chest before setting her on the ground. He peeled back the blanket before tossing it to the side and gently taking hold of her to assess the wound on her neck that was already healing.

She raised her eyebrow at his attentiveness. "I've had worse. Hell, YOU'VE done worse"

"True" He never raised his eyes as his claw ran over the now smooth surface. The only proof that she had ever bled was the dry crimson ribbon that ran down her arm. This made him wonder. "Do you ever scar? Or do you heal from everything?"

She gave a small smile that pulled at the side of her mouth. "You trying to leave a mark Cretin?"

Jester's smile stretched his face even further, showing the full breadth of his sharp teeth. "Oh and what a mark it would be." His gaze drifted down her neck and languidly appreciated her naked breasts and erect nipples. He reached out for her waist, claws wrapping gently where, less than 12 hours ago, they had pierced and ripped through to the bone. He lifted her so her legs wrapped around his waist and he guided her arms around his neck.

Being eye to eye with Jester thrilled the back of her mind. He may use and throw away his toys, but he certainly doesn't seem to like sharing them. Her hands reached up and lazily stroked the edge of his horns, enjoying how her nails ticked against each ridge. She felt his chest rumble and watched his eyes close under her fingertips. Scratching against the base of his horns, her hands moved to the sides of his face. Not giving it another thought, she brought her mouth to his.

Jester felt her tongue sweep into his mouth and growled in response, gripping her waist tighter. He knew he broke skin when he felt her arch into him with a little gasp against his mouth. Her grip on his face grew tighter, her nails biting into his cheeks. Part of his mind was still analyzing what had happened back at the house, but as his hand moved to grip her neck, he admitted to himself that he had no idea and currently didn't care.

She felt his hand clench the back of her neck and crush her deeper into their kiss. It was a painful bliss that she reveled in and it made her sad to pull back and break the contact. She smiled down at him and ran her thumb over his swollen bottom lip. Yes. She would enjoy him tonight, but unlike her pets, she would enjoy him fully as herself with nothing held back. Decision made, her smile changed to show all her teeth and crinkle her nose.

Jester watched the change happen in her face and his chest constricted in response. Well that's annoying and needs to stop. He grabbed a chunk of hair on the side of her head that had escaped the pin that held the rest of it up. He jerked her down almost to his shoulder so she was eye level with him. He growled low and soft. "What has you smiling like that Pet?"

"The idea of making you beg Cretin" she purred back. She took the opportunity of being this close to the side of his head and stroked a sharp fingernail gently along the underside of the length of his ear.

Jester felt his back involuntarily arch and his eyes closed halfway. A split-second realization kept him from moaning out loud and he snapped back. What the FUCK was that? The fact this woman had caused his body to react outside of his control was infuriating. And a little exciting a small part of him chimed in. Shut up you. Great. Now he was arguing with himself like DZ. Jester pinched the bridge of his nose in an attempt to refocus.