Angela in Edin

[tundrawolf]

(I will preface this by, this is a partial attempt by me, to combat an idea, that was confirmed by another person on this forum- that Angela the wolfess, is "concerned" I will, fall out of love with her or get bored of her in time. I explored her heart, and weighed it against mine, and i do see this dynamic, in time. However, I am hopeful, we can still have something beautiful, if not something long term.)

I opened my eyes in the darkness.

My ears no longer rang constantly, and as I inhaled alien smells filled my nose- with the idea that I had actually been smelling them for some time...

Just in another body, experiencing them.

In front of me, the soft sound of breathing.

Reaching out, my fingertips, touched something.

Warm, soft, and comforting.

Gently pushing against the softness, the warmth, I began to feel something hard. Tracing it down, memories began to synchronize with this new body, and something in me began to awaken.

I inhaled through my lips- and more of my fingertips were magnetically energized, to gently push into the intriguing textures, as something- was possibly breathing in front of me.

"Hey."

The soft, bumpy thing spoke.

Rustling, like a person turning in bedding, in front of me, and the feeling that, someone had turned to face me.

Reaching out, I could tell- soft, very squishy now-

W-Was I fondling someone?

I tried to speak but the words caught in my throat. Was this the clone body, that was waiting for my consciousness?

Was this...

"Are you awake?" Her voice was a whisper, soft- and angelic.

I had the feeling, her existence, was exerting her beingness- and a part of me understood...

I was in bed with a wolf woman.

She did not smack my hands from her chest, and a part of me began to realize- I was fondling her breasts.

I tried to speak, but sighed, instead.

"David?" Her soft, feminine voice, seemed to have a smile attached to it.

"Can I turn on the lights?" She whispered, into the night, my hands, finding the crease in her robe, and feeling her chest fur directly.

"A." I choked out.

"You really are awake." She said, stirring on the bed, and I heard her feet, gently plop-clack on the floor, as her toe claws, clicked softly against the surface.

I heard her yawn, and stretch, and cough softly into her robe.

"Ah, fuck."

I exclaimed when the lights cut into me like white hot laser beams, when my blurry vision, focused on the tall, white wolfess standing, in a white robe, before me.

Her eyes did not betray any amazement, though mine probably did- I had been living with her, I would discover, for some months.

"You hungry?" She said, with another stretch.

"Anchelah?"

Ears going slightly back, her soft lips, curling up into a smile- and those eyes... Those warm, tender eyes, struck with a twinge of intense energy, smiled above her lips.

"Angie." She said, softly.

"Anchie." Her ears fell back and she chuckled.

"We're going to have a long day ahead of us." She said, crawling back into bed, and turning her back to me.

"Uh." I said, feeling attracted to her, when she reached back, gently, but firmly grabbed my arm, and pulled it into her chest.

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[tundrawolf]

I noticed a window- and the sun was beginning to rise, my more comfortable parts, began returning to me, the scent of her apartment- her bed, and her body, all comforting me.

Just, as I began to close my eyes, a feeling of deep sleep, beginning to soak into me, Angie stirred in her bed.

Without acknowledging me, she got to her feet, stretched, and padded her way to the kitchen.

Had she forgotten me?

Or, was she just used to this body, being around her?

"Hey- you like bacon. Right?"

"Uhhh." I moaned like Frankenstein.

She chuckled in the kitchen, a high pitched, cute laugh from a nearly eight foot tall wolf woman.

"I'll take that as a yes." She said, peeking in, ears back, a submissive smile, and nervous flash of her eyes, but her smile- melting my heart.

I sighed, through my lips.

Dishes softly clanked in the kitchen. I heard a faucet come on, and the click-click-clicking of a gas stove puffing on.

Soon, a familiar- but, still alien scent filled my nose. The scent betrayed that, in spite of her attractiveness- she could definitely also cook.

A desire to make love to her- that her own heart, or, perhaps beingness- echoed within me- began to fill my being. It began with my nose- her body no doubt giving off pheromones, that coincided with my awakening- and flirted with me.

Hot, wet, musky nights, made me shift uncomfortably in the bed, turning on my back, and staring at the ceiling.

A soft stir, and my eyes opened, when Angie, brought in two plates of food.

"I don't know how hungry you are. Eat what you want. Or as little as you want."

"Mmm." I said, just a moan- escaping my lips,

She flicked a long, soft, puffy tail out, before plopping her butt down onto the bed, and gently sat the plate in front of me. She sat, next to me, running her fingers through her long, white hair, her lips, just slightly open- and perhaps a soft sigh, escaping passed them. her eyes seemed to go to her window.

Another sigh of my own, through my nose, allowing her aura, her essence, and her energy, to soak into me... Taking hold... And carrying me away.

God damn it.

I felt like, waiting would be better, but... Maybe she wanted things to speed along.

I glanced at her, and our eyes met. Rather than shyly looking away, she smiled.

"Don't like bacon?"

"No, I uh... No." Holy shit- my first words.

Her grin turned into a smile, as her eyes sparkled. I sensed- she was glad- I was not retarded.

I was not hungry, but I took three, crunchy bites.

Next to me, her tail involuntarily swayed up and down, then side to side, as she watched me eat.

Staring at me, her medium warmth yellow eyes, gazed into my own.

Suddenly, she began to hover over me, her hair, all around me- and my own lips, opening, to receive hers.

Moving some of her hair, she closed her eyes, and pressed her lips to mine.

Whatever this clone was, it definitely was ready for this activity.

We kissed, awkwardly, softly, for a moment, or perhaps three. I began to become carried away by her passion- maybe i was too tired to match it- but I remain laying, on her bed.

Gently, she retracted her lips from mine, and looked at me, the sun, filtering it through her gossamer, white head hair. Her golden eyes, surveyed me, the gentle femininity, accented with her wolfishness- a she-wolf, loyal to her mate.

"Do you like it?" I nodded.

"I mean the bacon!" She said with a bright grin and soft chuckle.

"Uh- yeah."

Softly, with a gentleness perhaps only a wolfess could summon, she ran her fingers through my hair, while looking gently into my eyes.

She sat up, adjusting her long hair, again- I am unsure of anyone who would not be captivated by her exotic beauty. when the sun filtered around her body- like an angel.

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