12-08-2015, 06:36 PM
"You're really beginning to become a buzzkill..." He pushed the male against the bed with the palm of his hand, supernatural strength radiating as he continued to put the captain in a state of arousal. "As if your petty reports matter to someone like me."
He move the hand away and the sound of fabric tore. Ryne's shirt was torn and out of the roughness, a cut across his chest from the razor sharp black nails Deimos was beginning to sport.
"I'll play this game though, but don't say I didn't warn you." He had marked the male with a mating cut, a toxin slowly working its way into the male's bloodstream. It wouldn't kill him, but it would certainly put him in the mood. "Go make that debaucherous request. It makes the hunt more thrilling."
His bones began to crack as his body shifted. Human skin melted as mounds of fur began to grow. His mouth distorted into canine's. His legs began to twist into a digitgrade form. As he let out one powerful roar, claws replaced his hand as his height grew to eight feet, a large purple cock oozing with liquid coming out a sheath as three tails formed on his back.
"Ruuuuuuuun!" His voice commanded like some feral King, the voice sounding demonic and dual in tone: one lighter voice talking in unison with one deeper tone. Let the male see just how screwed he was and if his so called authority would listen.
He move the hand away and the sound of fabric tore. Ryne's shirt was torn and out of the roughness, a cut across his chest from the razor sharp black nails Deimos was beginning to sport.
"I'll play this game though, but don't say I didn't warn you." He had marked the male with a mating cut, a toxin slowly working its way into the male's bloodstream. It wouldn't kill him, but it would certainly put him in the mood. "Go make that debaucherous request. It makes the hunt more thrilling."
His bones began to crack as his body shifted. Human skin melted as mounds of fur began to grow. His mouth distorted into canine's. His legs began to twist into a digitgrade form. As he let out one powerful roar, claws replaced his hand as his height grew to eight feet, a large purple cock oozing with liquid coming out a sheath as three tails formed on his back.
"Ruuuuuuuun!" His voice commanded like some feral King, the voice sounding demonic and dual in tone: one lighter voice talking in unison with one deeper tone. Let the male see just how screwed he was and if his so called authority would listen.