TITLE: The Mating Dance of Wolf and Virginia,  Part 2 of 5

An original story by myself: Luna LLena

Fandom: 10th Kingdom

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters or situations, they are
owned by Hallmark Entertainment and NBC. No infringement is intended.

Rating: NC-17... The chase is on and things are about to heat up!

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THE MATING DANCE OF WOLF AND VIRGINIA,   Part 2 of 5

...in part 1, Wolf's recalls what happened after Kissingtown...

.....Which brought him around to the here and now. As his mind had run
nimbly thru these recollections he had absently picked up a few sticks
of fallen wood. For what?...Oh, the _fire_! To heat water for tea!
Obviously his mind had been elsewhere! And he had made up that mind
about how to go forward. Now that he was sure how Virginia felt, he
would declare his intentions again. They were truly mates already in
spirit but he needed to formalize the relationship: make her his mate in
reality. And this time he would do it in the wolfy way. The courtship of
a pair of wolfs is a beautiful exuberant joy-filled romp: a Fabulous
Frolic: a Delight-Filled Dance! So he would ask her to dance...
 
     Virginia had acquired a few sticks of wood herself: the whole time
never taking her eyes off Wolf. He covered the few steps between them
quickly and stood facing her. She looked up at him with the loveliest
expression, open and warm, that he'd ever seen. He hesitated a moment,
mesmerized by her gorgeous gaze: then shook himself slightly and
started,

"There is something I'd like you to do for me...uhm, with me...and I
think I deserve it, given my multiple savings of your life."

She smiled that dreamy smile and responded,

"I know what you want to do , and the answer is yes."

He gasped, "OH!"

Indescribable happiness filled him again. Some small part of him still
had feared rejection: hadn't expected her to say that. They were
standing inches away from each other in the silky morning mist. He
dropped his wood: found himself breathing quite heavily and his heart
racing all over again. He managed,

"Oh Cripes! I want you so much!"

And he reached out and placed his hands on Beautiful Virginia's arms
just below the shoulders.

"I know."

Her reply urged his heart to an even quicker rhythm.

"I want you too."

He stood stock-still there one second, his mind again racing ahead of
his heart. She should run, and he should give chase: this was how the
mating dance began with wolfs. A game, he thought; yes - that's the
idea! Invite her to play a game with him. Something where she had to
run...he could chase her and that would start things off properly.
Surely she'd get the idea.

"All right," he exclaimed,

"You run off into the woods and I'll cover my eyes."

And he covered his eyes but he didn't detect Virginia moving so he
peeked out between his fingers.

"I'm sorry?",

there was a look both confused and amused on Virginia's delicate face.

"Into the trees and I will cover my eyes and count to a hundred!"

"Are you serious?"

"Oh yes,"

sincerely, from behind his hands; hoping his voice wasn't sounding too
panicked. Didn't she get it? He hoped she wanted to play as badly as he
did. Yikes! Maybe she thought he wouldn't be fair: Yes! that must be it!

"I won't cheat. I promise I won't cheat."

"That's not the point!"

>From between his fingers Wolf could see that Virginia's look had changed
from confusion to consternation. Oh Huff! Maybe honesty _was_ the best
policy,

"All right, maybe I will count a little quicker after fifty, but I
promise you'll get a proper..."

"I'm not playing Hide and Seek!",

she interrupted, but as she said this an almost-giggle came out behind
it. Could it be?...He scrunched his fingers together over his eyes again
and started to count. He heard Virginia start to say, "No..." but then
an instant later, he heard her dart away! It was absolute torment to
stand there and count; and he may have, just accidentally, cheated a
tiny little bit after all.

"Eight, nine, twenty-one, two three fourfivenine, thirty-one, two
threefourfourty.....Cooommmmmmiiiiiinnng!!!"

Laughing in delight he scampered off thru the forest after her, buoyant
with anticipation. Of course he knew right where she was even as she
scurried along, thinking she was escaping him. Her intoxicating aroma
made it easy to pinpoint her every move. But he let her go; let her run
around some, and even used a measure of his skills as a predator so as
to throw some sound - make her think he was somewhere else: not able to
find her..... She was really moving now, and Wolf took notice of a
difference in both the way she ran and the way she smelled. He almost
couldn't believe it, but Oh! Goodness Gracious! seems Vivacious Virginia
was getting aroused! He was sure of it! She was giving off the most
marvelous fragrance now, a fragrance that could only come from one
place: the sweet juicy depths of her. He hadn't meant to lose control of
himself nearly so early on, but now he had. And so began to pursue her
in earnest, leaping over bushes and crashing thru the greenery. He was
impeded by the fact that _he_ was becoming fully physically aroused now:
made running more than a little difficult. Man, indeed! He huffed to
himself. Mere human men had only half the problem he had: not only was
he the owner of a rapidly burgeoning erection - his tail was itching and
twitching and throbbing as well! Between the swollen appendage in the
front and the swollen appendage in the rear he was in quite the
predicament! He really would need to get these trousers off as soon as
possible! 
     Still running, albeit stumbling a bit, Wolf was rapidly approaching
his Luscious Quarry. He began to growl and pant, not from exertion, but
from animal desire. So close now...she had stopped in a thicket just
ahead: thinking she had eluded him, perhaps. He slowed silently,
abruptly, went into a crouch and slunk behind some ferns, barely able to
suppress his wolfy whimpers of anticipation. The scent of her creamy
wetness was excruciatingly tantalizing from this short distance. And he
was really really glad, now, that he hadn't been stupid enough to
discard his wolf side, because, truth be told - he was a virgin! It
hadn't mattered in his life before: wolfs give themselves to one and one
only. Wolfs mate for life. But now he was ready to mate, and it did
matter. His animal nature would guide him here, and he would be a fine
lover, where a mere man in this situation would be a fumbling fool...


Wolf's about to pounce! Find out what happens when he does in part 3,
commmiiiing tomorrow!


                    -Luna LLena
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