(c) 1997, Peter 'darkewolf' Crystal (darke@indigo.net.au)

Warning, this story is only suitable for people aged 18 or older, if you are younger please have parental guidence

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The silver light of the moon touched the two figures lightly, their steps silent across the dark grass of the park. The moonlight stopped touching them as their steps led them under the sheilding branches of a tree, it black against the Lady's light The silent park listened as the silence was broken, a soft male voice speaking, mouth close to the ear of the other figure

"i love you my dearest"

The smile of the other figure almost audible, once again the silence broken with speech, this time a wonderous female voice

"i know, i love you also"

silence again as they embrace, words not needed, feelings beyond the words of humans. Almost invisible under the protective arms of the tree, the two figures continue their loving embrace, lips touching, lightly kissing A softly, deep rumbling murr reasonates, both figures pressed closely together, oblivious to the outside world, feeling eachothers love for the other. They part briefly, moving and sitting down, still under the graceful touch of the tree, but so the silverwhite light of the moon is seen, licking across their faces lightly, showing their loving smiles softly, full of happiness.

As they sit, their arms go around the waist of the other, hold each other tightly, wanting to be one, never to part, always together. They turn to face one another, words unspoken they kiss, lips soft, tongues passionately touching, seeking the other. They embrace fully, both arms encircling the other, slowly leaning back, to lie onto the night-black grass beneath the moon shadow of the tree and the silver smile of the Lady. Lying beside the other, kissing with passion, deep love, murring, bodies pressed together.

Softly, silhouette black clouds drift ascross the moon, dimming the bright light, shielding the two lovers from unwanted eyes, should any appear. Their kissing becoming more passionate, bodies closer, hands touching, scratching, feeling across the back of the other. Clothes ruffled, twigs and leaves sticking, unnoticed.

The male draws back from the kiss, receiving a worried look from the female, he smiles and leans forward, mouth going to her neck, kissing it softly, tongue slowly lapping across her soft skin. His actions draws sighs of pleasure from her, her eyes closing, her body shivering. He continues to licks at her neck, slowly, gently, his tongue barely touching her skin, yet drawing goosebumps and shivers.

He smiles softly, murring, then gently nips at her neck skin with his teeth, his bite making her skin tingle. He then licks softly at it, taking the burn away with his tongue, murring too himself, cuddling closer to her. Her head rolls back, her mind feeling just the licks, the bites, the kisses, and the warmth of his body close to hers.

He stops, slowly, kissing lighter, more softly, less bites. He murrs, and snuggles close to you, lies beside her, and looks up, his face lit by the glow of the Lady, his cheek pressed close to hers. Both faces smiling, knowing the feelings of the other, loving, everything for the other.

She sits up, and quickly he follows suit. Sitting behind her, he wraps his legs and arms around her, holding her close to his body, feeling her warmth, lips kissing the back of her neck. She presses her body closer to his, her back touching his chest, her hands reaching down and clasping his as they hug her tightly. One of his hands softly, slides under her top, touching against the skin on her stomach, causing a softly moan to come from her lips, his tongue softly laps at her neck in response, more moans and murrs.

He shifts a little bit, shuffling closer, hand sliding up more, his finger tips touching lightly alongside the underneath curves of her breasts, touching the lace of her bra, feeling the warmth of her skin. His teeth nipping slightly, softly at her neck, murring as he hears her grrr-moan softly, tilting her neck to expose it more.

He slides his hand up more, lightly cupping one of her breasts, feeling the nipple quickly harden, still licking, biting, at her neck, feeling it goose-bump and listen to her breath slowly quicken. Her hand grasping harder at his, her fingers pressed in between his, eyes closed, feeling him close, touching. Murring.

His hand gently squeezes, fingertips pinching softly at the erect nipple through the lace, draw yet more grrr-moans from the lips of the female. He pulls her back, closer to him, kissing her cheek, leaning around kissing her lips, licking over them. Shifting his position, kneeling in front of her, kissing her lips, leaning her back, down, so she lies onto the ground, his mane falling over her faces as he kisses her more passionately. Lifting her top, her stomach milkwhite to the silver light, breasts hidden behind black lace, seductive hints of whiteskin seen through the lacework. He kisses down quickly, leaving her lips, tongue and lips touching her nipples, their skin hidden by lace, erect. Kisses go down futher, lips softly touching the soft skin on her stomach, little shivers passing through her body. Kissing down more, tongue lapping at her bellybutton, softly teasing it, then licks down, tongue stopping at the edge of her skirt, murring.

He reaches down with his hands and gently grasps at the edge of her skirt, fingers sliding under it, tugging slightly. She lifts her bum a little, and he pulls more, her skirt sliding down, then off as he pulls harder against it. She shivers briefly as the night air touches her skin, the pale moonlight whitening her skin, its power lost in the blacklace of her underwear, almost abyss like.

He slides back up, kissing along her stomach, along the undersides of her breasts and then over them, onto her lips, kneeling over her, his body pressed close as he can. Feeling the closeness. He sits back, and gently lifts her up into a sitting position, slowly sliding her top up and over her head, her skin almost glowing under the moonlight, black-abyss where the underclothes remain.

She smiles softly, shivering a little and hugs him tightly, murring. She lifts his top up quickly, over his head, exposing his chest to the night air, and then hugs close to him, kissing him. She silently reaches down, undoes his belt and jeans, motioning for him to lie down. He does. And she quickly slips his jeans off his legs, his skin white also under the silver moonlight, his underwear, abyss also. He quickly sits up again, kissing her, holding her close.

Their hands brush over the other's body, touching skin, reveling as it goosebumps and then warms to the touch. Finger nails softly raking down backs, feeling the resulting shivers in each others body. His hands lightly brushing over her breasts, fingers feeling the roughness of the lace, the hardness of her nipples, other hand touching along her leg, softly. Finger tips teasingly brushing along her underwear, feeling the warm moistness from her sex, grow, call.

Her hands running over his body, down his arms, along his legs, firmly pressing along his hardness beneath his underwear, her murrs obvious, fingers wrapping around him softly, briefly. She leans forward, her lips touching against his, their tongues darting out, touching, lips together, as one being.

Their lips part suddenly and they both look up, seeing the full moon, her light silver upon their upturned faces. As one they howl deeply, loudly and seemingly forever. Both stand and continue the howl, howling for the Lady and for their love. Quickly the remove the rest of their clothes and both erupt into a run, sprinting, their howls in unison.

Breathlessly their halt, and collapse to the grass, next to each other, voices silent as they listen to the ragged breaths of the other. Without conscious thought their hands touch and lock together, both murring with happiness. Breathing calming slowly.

She leans over and kisses him, tasting salt on his lips, feeling his body electric with adrenaline and the wolf, as is her own body. He pulls her over to him, kissing her deeply with passion. She murrs, feeling his body under hers, his lips against her own, his heart intertwined with hers. She presses against him, her kneeds against his sides, feeling the heat of his chest on her own. Kissing deeply.

His fingers trace down her spine, feeling her shiver, skin cool under the night air. He flattens his hand, it touching her back, feeling her skin smooth, hands sliding down, over the lower back, touching along her bum, pulling her closer, down, hand pressing softly down the back of her legs. He murrs deeply, the vibration deep and resonate.

She murrs in response, feeling his hardness pressed against her body, hot, firm. She kisses his softly, quickly, teasing his lips with her own, then pulls away, smiling, almost hidden behind the falling waves of her mane. She slides her body down, feeling his warmth trace along her belly, her nipples erect, brushing down his chest. Her head bobs down, tongue lapping at his nipples, teeth gently biting at them, listening to his deep murrs of pleasure. His body bucks slightly, pressing closer to hers, wanting. She just smiles softly and licks again over his nipples, softly smiling at his reaction.

She slides down so more, trailing soft kisses down his chest and his tummy, feeling his hardness pulse underneath her breasts. She cocks her head to one side, hearing soft howls escape his lips, eyes closed, back arched. Sliding down more, head bends down, tongue quickly laps at the head of his hardness, a deep howl escaping his lips, she tastes salty precum. Her tongue, encircles the head, licking all over its surface, his howls turning to whimpers of pleasure. Her lips purse around the head, sliding forward, his hardness slowly disappearing into her mouth, her tongue licking up and down its shaft, his body bucking slightly.

He whimpers, waves of pleasure rushing through his body and mind. Back arching, wanting, feeling. Clenching at the ground, mind full of sparks and fireworks. He nearly cries out as she slides her mouth back, pulling away from him, smiling at him. He whimpers and through hazy eyes looks up at her. She just smiles back with love and slides up and kisses his lips. He tastes his own precum, lapping at her lips, finding her tongue. He murrs, holding her, rolling over, kneeling over her. He licks at her lips, then down, licking and kissing the base of her throat, murring softly, the sound carrying into her mind with love.

He follows example, sliding down a little, nuzzles her breasts, tongue lapping at her erect nipples, slowly tracing moist circles around them, spirals, getting ever smaller and ever closer to the nipple. He murrs as his tongue traces over her nipples, he feels her body tense, shiver, her moan. Gently taking the nipple into his mouth he sucks with tender care at it, tongue teasing it between his lips. He softly reaches up and traces a finger around the other breast, feeling it round, smooth, touching, feeling, continuing to suck and lick the original, feeling and hearing the change in her breathing.

He sorrowfully parts from her, sliding down more, hearing her murrs of expectation, he kisses at her tummy, feeling its warm, softly skin, pausing a moment to rest there, listening to her whole body, feeling his deep love for her. Lips touching her skin murring. His kisses trace down futher, nose twitches as it touches her fur, lips tickled, still kissing, hearing her body tense. Moves his body, knees pressed between her legs, softly pressing them apart, slides down more, tongue toucing along the outside of her sex, her scent deep, strong, aluring. Teasing, he moves his tongue away, licking down her inside thigh, teasingly close to her sex, her body shaking. He sighs at her whimpers, and licks up, his tongue softly tracing over her sex, her taste strong, filling his mind and body. His tongue licks down again, pressing more firmly at her sex, parting it, tasting more, warmth, moist. Tongue moving back up, pressing up, touching the centre of her pleasure, feeling the electricity jolt through her body, her back arching, pressing her sex harder against his mouth, his tongue rubbing along it.

Reaching along her legs, trailing his finger, he touches one hand along her sex, his tongue still licking and tasting. Pressing one finger at the entrance of her sex, feeling her hot moistness, pressing in slowly, feeling her velvety love surround his finger, pressing firmly along her insides, murring as she moans softly, eyes closed, body shaking. Slowly stroking his finger in and out, from the cold air, into deep warmth and back, tongue licking across her clitoris gently, her mind clouding with sparks, and warmth slowly. His lips press close, encircling her pleasure, tongue pressing, licking, stroking. Finger joined by another, softly moving deep, feeling her body quiver and press from inside.

Her breathing speeds, becomes ragged as he continues licking, stroking inside her, his whole being for her. She whimpers, feeling the electricity build fast, filling her whole body, it tensing, waiting. Back arching, mind completely light as he licks, touches, feeling, pleasures. Breathing fast and irregular, howling deeply as the electricity peaks, sending shudders of orgasmic pleasure through her body. He pauses a second, tongue resting against her, feeling her body shudder, then pulls away, listening to her breathing, fast, tired.

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Directed by my wolf and by the music of Leonard Cohen.