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[thewolfinside]

Jason digs through Gabriel's closet, looking for a shirt to wear. He'd been invited to Dru's party, and he was going to go. Raina could just fuck off for the night, it wasn't often he got to see Dru.

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[leela1.livejournal.com]

"No..nonono..Ga - Alpha, please no.. "she whispers, then screams shrilly as her head is twisted, racked to the side. Her hands reach up, raking at the fist that's wrapped in her hair, ripping skin.

Mewing quietly, tears falling from amber orbs she looks at him, seeing the beast that he was, the beast he is now. Terrified, she stares into his eyes, the eyes of a killing machine - untamed and unleashed, and right on top of her.

Trying to bring her legs back together, trying not to think of what he was doing. A sudden pause - a moment that seemed to stretch out forever -

And then PAIN - Screaming hard and long, as he rips his way, ramming deep inside her, shoving her forward with the force of his hips.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Not hearing her words. Hearing nothing but the sound of prey. Of a kitten mewling. Nothing but pain. And it drove him on.

Groaning at the tight feel of her dry sex, the way she squirmed, she fought. Old memories, deeply hidden needs, all of it tugging at his mind, drawing his body into it. Lossening his hold on her hair, as he pulled back, withdrawing, only to snap her hair tight, beginning a hard, steady rhythm. Hips bucking, driving his cock deep into her, riding her tight little body with no care for her pleasure.

"Mine. Get it, bitch. My pard. My lynx. Mine!"

Snarling out the words as his free hand slipped up beneath her blouse, resting at the top of her spine a moment before raking hard down her back. Four claws turned into her skin, dragged down to her ass as hard as he could.

[leela1.livejournal.com]

Screaming again and again, high pitched terror and pain; her hands again futily raking at his wrists, her neck aching with the force of him pulling it back. Writhing, slick with sweat and crying freely, she could smell the fear - knew it was coming from her.

Hearing his voice through her pain, his words causing more agony - a deeper kind, a wound of the heart he knows, he's aware - he's doing it on purpose - oh god this - this is my punishment - no, please no

Screaming anew and rocking up on her hands as her skin was ripped open, at the four jagged cuts made down the length of her body ripping into flesh and muscle. Blood spattered on the table and more started running down her legs, pooling at her feet, and soaking into her skirt. Blood soaked into her hair, turning the blue to black.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

The man that took Leela wasn't the one she had known. But some part of his mind raged at him, reminded him this wasn't him. He wasn't the rapist, the killer, the animal. He was...

Hungry!

For more, for all of it. Slamming into her hard, growling as his release hit him with the coppery metallic scent of blood assualting him. Grabbing her shirt as he released her hair, showing it up and over her head. Leaning down as his cock jerked in her, empty his balls into her ravaged sex, his tongue rough, catlike as it dragged over her back, gathering her blood, smearing it over her skin and across his face. Rolling his face against her back, reveling in it. In her tight body, the taste of her blood, the scent of her fear.

[leela1.livejournal.com]

She could feel him above her, could feel him speed up, harder, and knew just when his orgasm hit him, jerking and hard inside of her. Shuddering at the touch of his tongue on her ripped and bloody flesh. Her screams turned to moans of pain..and even even that quieting to soft animal whimpers.

Her stomach hurting from where he had been pushing her down, pinning her to the table. Her nails cracked and bloody with splinters from scratching at the tabletop. Her hips bruised - slammed against the table again and again. Her neck, and head..

Between her legs, aching, raw - stinging; and her back - oh gods, her back...

Laying with her head on her hands and covering her eyes, she cries.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Head rearing back, his roar at once triumphant and replete. Calling out his success, his win, snarling and teeth snapping as he felt fangs thick in his mouth even as he lurched back. Chest and face speckled with blood. More on his stomach from the scratches on her gut, his body sheened in sweat as he stumbled back.

Staring down on her prone form, at this woman he cared for, respected... raped.

"Oh god."

Shaking his head, trying to clear the blood from his vision and...

Slamming around the table, snapping the rifle case closed, the nitrate within. Grabbing it up, the box of bullets, eyes on anything but Leela's sobbing form.

Mouth opening, unable to say anything, turning and fleeing the cabin, not trusting himself to even try and comfort her. Not knowing whom to call, who to seek for help. Just, naked and barefoot, toting that rifle and slipping out through the woods, heading for the lake.

[leela1.livejournal.com]

Finally rousing up to notice he was gone, she slowly slides over to the edge of the table. Unable to straighten up, making small jerking motions she moves, carefully trying to move over to the couch..anything. Her feet aren't working right, keep slipping in the blood, and she's seeing spots in front of her eyes.

Finally she gets to the edge of the table and reaches out to the chair - one step at a time..please, please I can do this

Feet tangling in her skirt, she trips, fall face down on the kitchen floor, hitting her head. Dazed she lies there, too tired, too hurt to run.

[lilibet-james.livejournal.com]

Lil opens the door and practically falls in, helping a nearly drunk Jason.

"I swear, you did this just so you could feel meeeeeee...oh fuck. Leela."

She drops Jason's arm and rushes over to Leela.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Jason looks up at Lil's words and stops, leaning against the door.

He knows the scent. Sex, pain, fear, dominance. Old friends.

"Where'd he go?"

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"Out there, he left.. he's out there Jason".


Looking up at him she whimpers again, biting her lip to keep from crying anymore.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Nods and heads for the bathroom.

"Lil, get Leela something to wear, take her home. Help her as much as you can, okay? I'm gonna take care of something."

[lilibet-james.livejournal.com]

Lil runs for the back of the house, and comes back with a long dress.

"It's mine."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"Pretty dress, don't wanna ruin it"

Help me up please? please?

[lilibet-james.livejournal.com]

Lil helps Leela stand, and then holds out the dress.

"I can buy a new one, got it from Walmart. Do you need help putting it on?"

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"Yea.. He raked me deep down the back, hurts ..please?"

"wanna go home Lil.. wanna go home"

Bursts out crying

[lilibet-james.livejournal.com]

Lil carefully drops the dress over Leela's head, helping her put her arms through the sleeves.

"Yeah, we'll get you home, into a shower and then to bed, okay?"

She pulls Leela close, being sure not to touch her back.

"Lean on me, I'll help you out, okay?"

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"Home ... home."

Quietly she stands there like a doll, moving where and how Lil tells her to.

As she's shuffled out the door, she turns and looks at the room again, the kitchen the table, her skirt in rags on the floor..the blood. Quietly she turns back to Lil. "Get me out of here, please Lil?

[lilibet-james.livejournal.com]

Lil nods and takes her home.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Comes in after the girls leave and quickly cleans up the kitchen, taking the clothes out to the burn pile.

He's far to used to this part.