Chasing His Kickass Luna Back

Abby

Karl and I glance over our shoulders one last time at the distant sound of the party before we burst into laughter.

He takes my hand, pulling me along after him. The cold night air nips at our cheeks as we run together, my heavy dress held up in one hand to keep it from slowing me down. The forest looms ahead, its dark silhouette seeming to beckon to me in the waning light.

Once we're hidden within the line of trees, we come to a stop, breathlessly looking at each other for a long few moments. Karl's brown eyes hold a mischievous glint, and his lips curl upwards into a playful smile.

“Ready, Abby?" he asks, his voice breathless and low. “To shift for the first time in..."

I nod eagerly, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yes,” I interrupt. “Yes, I am.”

Without another word, we begin our transformation.

It's been years since I last shifted, and the anticipation makes the moment feel even more exhilarating. The sensation of fur sprouting from my skin, the elongation of limbs, and the sharpening of senses—it's all an intoxicating rush.

And then, mere moments later, I'm in my wolf form for the first time in what feels like an eternity. My senses expand, capturing the darkened forest in vivid detail. The rustling of leaves, the scent of pine, the cold earth beneath my paws—it's all so vivid and alive. Karl stands in front of me, his red fur looking almost black in the dim light.

I nuzzle up against him, our fur brushing together, and we share a moment of unspoken connection. As wolves, words become unnecessary; our emotions flow through our touch and body language. And then, with a shared understanding, we bolt forward, racing through the forest.

The thrill of the chase courses through us as we weave between trees, our instincts taking over. We jump over fallen logs and navigate the snowy terrain effortlessly. Every step feels invigorating, a sensation that I didn't realize I was missing so much.

At one point, I slip behind a tree just before Karl rounds a bend in the path. I can hear him stop, looking around and sniffing the air curiously.

He can't see me.

Then, with a soft growl, I bolt out from behind the tree and playfully tackle Karl, and we tumble into a soft bed of snow.

We nip at each other's fur and growl with excitement as we roll through the snow like two kids on the run. The world becomes a blur of snow and black sky, but all I can see is Karl wrapped around me.

And in this moment, I feel an undeniable attraction to him. It's as if the sensations from yesterday in the gym all come rushing back tenfold, and I cant help but think about how I'd let him take me right here, right now, in the snow.

But then we pull apart, breathless and out of sorts. Karl darts away, and I scramble after him, excited to see where he’s leading us.

I follow Karl for a while longer, the sky gradually darkening overhead. Eventually, we slow our running to a trot, and then a side-by-side walk. The tranquil silence of the woods surrounds us, broken only by the soft crunch of snow beneath our paws. Eventually, we come to a complete stop alongside a frozen creek.

A moment later, we're both back in our human forms. I'm still clutching Karl's jacket around my shoulders, but the air feels strangely warmer here in the woods.

"Remember this place?” Karl asks as he steps a little closer to the creek’s edge, looking down at the frozen water.

I nod. “Of course,” I say. “This was where we shared our first kiss.”

The two of us fall silent for a while, just taking in the sights around us. The snow makes the forest so quiet, but I don't mind. It's a good sort of quiet, one that's filled with the memories of our first kiss here.

“Feeling better?” Karl's voice breaks through the silence, pulling me out of my memories and back to the present.

I let out a sigh, my breath forming a visible cloud in the chilly air. “A little,” I admit, my voice soft. “But don't think I'm letting you off easy. We've still got so much to discuss later.”

Karl nods in agreement, his hand reaching out to gently cup my cheek. He leans in, pressing a sweet kiss to my forehead. His lips linger, warm and comforting, before he begins to kiss my fingers one by one.

“What are you doing?” I ask, my voice trembling.

He pulls me closer, wrapping his arm around my waist. “I know you've been wanting me lately,” he murmurs, his breath hot against my ear. “And I want you too, Abby. We don't need to pretend.”

I hesitate for a moment, my heart racing as his words sink in. But the attraction between us, the magnetic pull, is undeniable. I close the gap between us, pressing my lips to his, and the world falls away as our kiss deepens.

After a few moments, our lips pull apart, and we stare breathlessly at one another in the dim light of the forest.

“Karl, I—"

“Quiet,” he growls softly, cupping my face in his hands once again. His brown eyes seem to glint in the light, reflecting the white of the snow. “We don't need to talk.”

I nod, realizing that he’s right. There's no reason to talk now, no reason to ache over what might or might not happen.

Without another word, we lock our lips together again. His fingers trail along my neck, across my collar bone, working their way into the jacket that he gave me. His touch is cold and sends a chill down my spine, but I don’t mind. I shrug the jacket off, carelessly letting it fall into the snow.

And then we tumble down onto the jacket, our bodies entwined, as we fumble with each other's clothes. I hear the sound of a zipper, and then feel Karl's hands run along my legs up underneath my dress.

“Karl, it's cold,” I whisper as he tugs my panties aside, his lips and tongue working at the soft skin of my neck.

But Karl just smirks, pulling away just enough so I can see his gaze. I can feel his fingers trailing along the soft skin of my thighs, making me bite my lip just to keep a soft moan from escaping. “Don’t worry,” he murmurs, pushing himself into me with an ease and familiarity that makes me shiver, but in a good way. “I'll keep you warm.”

I don't say anything else—not that I could, even if I wanted to. My lips part with the sound of a soft moan, the filling sensation of his member entering me making my back arch all on its own. I buck my hips up against him to feel him even more, and he groans along with me, his breaths coming out in white puffs in the air above me. I reach up for his neck, pulling him close, and nibble at his ear as we get lost in our ecstasy together.

The cold of the snow beneath us contrasts with the heat of our passion. And in this moment, it's as if nothing else exists...

Just the two of us lost in each other.