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[wolfitdown]

for smut/etc anything hit me up babes

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[wolfitdown]

Have at it.

[ honestly watching this doctor dude running might be funny enough ]

[thefirstmurder]

[NYOOM. he's reasonably fast for a human--he looks pretty thin, so he's got speed on his side. still, he is just a normal human otherwise, so the scent isn't difficult to follow... though if jules is following the scent of blood, it splits off deep in the forest where the doctor's tracks seem to make a roundabout]

[wolfitdown]

[ he gives him a good fifteen minutes, stalking leisurely after him in his large mid-form on all fours. That splut is interesting enough, so he follows it until it ends or double back, before heading back to the nation scent trail.

He picks up some speed, though, when the smell is fresher. ]

[thefirstmurder]

[he'll soon catch a whiff and a glimpse of the doctor's long silver hair trailing after him as he runs]

[wolfitdown]

[ pelts after him, until he's all huffing breaths and hot, wet panting against the doctor's back, slowing just enough to keep on his heels for a few seconds before reaching a paw-hand out, rough and snatching ]

[thefirstmurder]

[the doctor scrambles on instinct, tumbling to the ground and skidding a few feet]

[wolfitdown]

[ nice. Practically pounces, hunched over him with ears perked and tail straight, far more muscular and thicker and generally bigger than his wolf form.

Grins, batting his teeth in mock snarl. ]

[thefirstmurder]

[the doctor pants from exertion and exhilaration, heart pounding in his ears as he looks up at the wolf with a hazy grin]

Ahh... hah... you've... caught me, already.

[wolfitdown]

[ huffs, lowering his lips ]

Speed is my strong point.

[thefirstmurder]

Too easy for you?

[the doctor's finger is bleeding slightly, just a pinprick]

[wolfitdown]

Well, it was something different.

[ tilting his head to that hand, lapping his large, rough tongue over the wound. ]

[thefirstmurder]

[chuckles as he catches his breath]

I enjoyed it. Are you going to let me up?

[wolfitdown]

Mm. Dunno 'bout that. Think maybe we could do with some more entertainment.

[thefirstmurder]

[he grins, showing his own teeth--of course nowhere near as impressive-looking, but]

What kind of entertainment did you have in mind?

[wolfitdown]

[ pushes back and stands, as easy as a man, reaching down to haul him upright with one large hand. ]

I got a dick with your name on it if you're into that.

[thefirstmurder]

[he's waify, so it's real easy, and he even looks surprised at being lifted]

Ah... somewhere less chilly, I take it?

[wolfitdown]

Definitely. [ letting him go and taking human form to start stalking through the trees again-- more so jizabel can keep up than anything else ]

[thefirstmurder]

[follows along, brushing dirt from his clothes]

You're quite generous.

[wolfitdown]

I wouldn't go that far. [ the walk is decently long, and he's probably properly chilled by the end of it; this guy, on the other hand, looks perfectly comfortable in his light jacket and jeans. eventually they reach a handful of dense bushes, just tall and thick enough to huddle under, with the remains of a fire some length in front of it, and he starts setting that alight again right away. ] Sorry. Don't really do the tent thing.

[thefirstmurder]

[he's shivering, certainly, but that really just gives him an excuse to sidle closer to jules]

You are what you are.

[what does that even--

the doctor will help set the fire]

[wolfitdown]

[ he certainly allows it, looking at him sidelong-- but it was natural for submissives to act affectionately, as such, and initiating that sort of contact in that situation was definitely submissive. he's fine with this. ] So. Name?

[thefirstmurder]

Dr. Jizabel Disraeli. Most people call me "Doctor".

[he sighs once the fire starts, holding out his hands to warm them]

[wolfitdown]

I'd rather call you Jizabel. [ shuffles around behind him, leaning against jizabel's back with his legs to either side of him and arms around his waist. he's shorter, by a bit, but his skin burns almost feverishly hot. ] I'm Jules.

[thefirstmurder]

[oh, that's pleasant. he leans back into that warmth, resting his head on jules's shoulder]

Jules...

[says his name softly, just turning it over]

[wolfitdown]

No worries, baby, you'll be sayin' it lots by the time I'm done with you.