WEREWOLF WHISTLE PT1
MAY I HAVE THIS MOONDANCE
Moon mates, come dance with me.
“Pups are the second cutest thing right after the noise you make while masturbating,” my housemate informed as she laced up the official white and blue mating corset. I threw daggers at her along with my glare.
“You would know, sitting up and waiting so that you and that right hand of yours could get some action.” I gasped when she pulled the laces tighter.
“Ew,” she spat, “you know I only used my left hand for things like that. I eat with my right.”
I broke out into a fit of giggles and turned to her after she tied me. She already sported her mating corset but her bust was much more attractive.
“If I were a guy,” I told her letting her fix my make-up, “my balls would be so heavy just looking at you.”
She smiled and squeezed as much of my breast as she could. “Some of us are just lucky no breast.”
I scrunched my face at my fourteen year old nickname and slapped her hand away. “I’ll have you know a pup would have an easy time suckling from my bust.” My housemate rolled her eyes as she handed me the make-up. “At least I have some, Luind still doesn’t.” We broke out into laughter and I had to pull away.
“I don’t know, Corander has always had an eye on her,” my housemate supplied motioning me back to finish the job.
“I though Randal had been eyeing you up and down everyday,” I teased her.
She gave me a pointed look. “He’s so disgusting.” I snorted and put the lipstick down. “He won’t give me strong pups; at least Corander can do that for Luind.” I nodded and sat down.
We had two more hours before The Moondance and two more hours of being single. It was fun while it lasted but our 21st year had come and it was time to insure that the pack had a future. Tonight we would be courted in dance and we would choose our mates.
“What about Luke?”
My face heated up and my housemates grin grew.
“Lets not talk about him,” I said trying to sound neutral. The grin on my face ruined my plan. She pounced on my lap.
“Did he do some extra courting already?”
“No," I puffed out my chest in a magnificent lie but I had lived with her to long.
“He did! He did! Oh, tell me what he did!”
“He kissed me,” I mumbled, “a few times.” She squealed.
We both talked until the horns, flutes and drums sounded. We flew out the door and towards the center of town where The Mating Flame was licking at the sky. We entered the circle the pack members made around the flame and began our dance with a few other females.
My housemate and I were throwing ourselves around, raising cane, and laughing when the males were allowed to answer. It had been decided that whatever male was not mated by tonight would be thrust into the army to defend us.
Corander was by Luind's side and did his best to impress her. He and the other males looking for her attention started their own form of Copoeria. A lot of males did.
My housemate was up to her knees in wannabe mates and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Samera,” a voice whispered and I pivoted, keeping my feet moving. Talking was prohibited in The Moondance. There stood Luke, his arms held out in a wild dance as he flung himself in circles and danced around me. I followed in my own circle.
“Luke,” I smiled and took his hands.
And we danced.