Stalking Through The Night (Mature Scenes)

This is were all the mature scenes in Stalking Through the Night will take place.

Shivvie smiled and rubbed against Woosely again. "hmm so is that okay with you?"

Woosley licked her ear. "Fine with me," he replied, pulling away from her and shifting back into his human form.

Shivvie smiled and slowly shifted back to her human form. She stretched a little bit. The scent of her heat was still strong. She looked at him. "you have a nice set of muscles."

Woosley smirked. "You're not to shabby yourself," he replied, one step closing the distance between them.

Shivvie smiled "hmm i run a lot." she reached out and touching him feeling the play of his muscles.

Smiling, Woosley wrapped his arms around her and pulled closer. "I'd noticed."

Shivvie moved closer to him. She slid her arm around his waist. And experentally licked his collar bone to get his taste. He tasted of male and wolf and then his own personal scent. She let the heat build stronger.

A little shiver went through Woosley's muscles, and he picked her up, turning and placing her on the bed.

Shivvie looked up at him as she sat on the bed. She ran her hand along his frame. "hmm i see you are starting to get excited."

Woosley rolled his eyes. "you're the one letting out as much of your heat scent as possible."

Shivvie laughed a strangly rich sound. "I guess i am." She tugged his head down and kissed him. "lets get this going then." Somehow this felt strangely right.

Woosley smirked, pulling himself over her and kissing her back, his hands traveling from her shoulders to her thighs and back again.

Shivvie moaned slightly and kissed harder. Her body began to stir with arousal not just her wolf. She leaned slightly into his touch.

Woosley felt aroused also, both human and wolf side of him. Though, his wolf side pulled him forward, as if telling him to get a move on. He ignored it, determained to take this at his own pace, his skin prickling with anticipation at every part their bodies touched.

Shivvie's breathing picked up some. She held back a moan. Her wolf relaxed a bit now that Shivvie's human side was now feeling what her wolf did. She traced the planes of his body slowly but urgently with her fingertips

Woosley's wolf pushed him harder, and his hands shaking slightly, he hooked his fingers in Shivvie's shirt, pulling it over her head.

Shivvie moaned and touched more of his skin. she had only had a single shirt on... as she had been in wolf form.

Woosley stayed silent, his hips pressed to hers as he removed his own shirt, stroking the bare skin of her stomach.

Shivvie shugged as he did that. And the heat of her arousal grew. She moaned softly and teased his skin with the pads of her fingers.

(shugged? is that a word? or a typo?)
Woosley leaned down and kissed her collarbone, his hands traveling all over, as if confused that only a mere hour ago they were clothed in the freezingness of the outside temprature.

(i meant shuddered)
Shivvie moaned again and shifted closer. She touched more of him. She tilted her ehad to the side and her breathing roughened

(ahh, that makes a whole lot more sense now)
Woosley held in a slight groan, his hands getting shaky with longing as they explored her body.

Shivvie shuddered again and her breathing roughened more. She moved ot nip at his chest

Warren traced the shape of her hair line with his finger, grinding his hips against hers, needing some friction.