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Full Moon Rekindling

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by anonymous

Camping was something, at least, that they had always shared between one another and there was nothing like looking up at the stars in the back of beyond together, even though, well, Jake and Evie were not technically together anymore. The owl-type hippogriff cast a look at the wolf out of the corner of his eye, her brown fur shaded so that it matched his feathers, though he was fluffed up a little more against the cold than she was. It was winter, after all, as beautiful as their surroundings were, frost already setting in to further chill the ground.

They would not be out there for long, however, and, well, there were things that they could do to warm each other up, depending on how the night went, a blanket cast over their shoulders for the time being. Evie smiled and snuggled into him, using his feathers to steal warmth from even his body, but Jake was more than happy for her to do it, a little tingle of delight running through him even as his heart pounded.

Could he make the first move? Ah, but things like that were so difficult for him, the hippogriff frozen in place, beak slightly parted, eyes as wide as they ever were. He had to do something, anything, just to make things good again, to right the wrongs that had been done accidentally but, alas, had been done all the same. The hippogriff shook his head, stiff and rigid, and Evie gave him a look out from the corner of her eye, snuffling softly as if something was stuck in her throat, although there were only the unspoken words hanging between them to muffle any muzzle or beak.

Evie's muzzle turned upwards.

"Oh, look..."

And then it seemed that destiny was due to make the decision for him as the moon shone down on them, coming out from behind a bank of dark cloud as if it had merely been waiting for the right moment in which to reveal itself. If the moon held the tales of the ages in her glow, she would only add to them that night as Evie stiffened, quivering with restrained tension, the wolf's jaws hanging open as she whimpered. The white of the moon reflected in her eyes and, spellbound by what he knew of but had not seen before, all Jake could do was hold her tight, keep her steady, root her in reality even when, well...many things were destined to change in the coming moments.

He would not let her go even as her fur ruffled and skin shifted, pulling taut over a new form, the moon changing her. It was not only the moon that triggered the change but he was to be up close as Evie whimpered and twisted into a ragged howl, jaws hanging open in glee, the light of the moon itself seeming to shine from her eyes rather than act as a mirror for the glory above. The wolf growled, though it was more of a playful sound than anything else as she shoved her muzzle, growing larger and blockier, yet still beautiful, up close to Jake's.

Jake... The hippogriff stared back at her with only love and no fear in his eyes and her heart surged for him. He was one of few that had never shunned her and she grabbed him by the shoulders even as her paws became larger and softer, yet with deadly claws. The dark scythes of them caught the eye and she laughed recklessly, though still with a bubbly air, the sound of her mirth seemingly so infectious that not even Jake could help but laugh along with her.

"Oh! Oh...awwwoooo!"

She threw her head back and howled as the changes pulsed through her, growing larger and bulkier, though her feminine curves were kept, her hips a little wider and her chest, well... That side of her was not her focus but the very fact that thick, werewolf fur was coating her body made it seem as if her breasts had gotten bigger when, really, that was merely an illusion. Yet she was more interested in getting Jake back over the log that they were sitting on, the hippogriff letting out a shriek as he toppled, only to find himself on the cold, hard ground with a very eager werewolf (halfway changed, at least) on top of him.

"Evie!" He gasped, his heart beating so hard that she could see his pulse leaping and jumping in his throat. "What... What are you doing?"

That was something that should have been obvious as she laughed and caught him in a kiss, though a beak and a muzzle like that did not fit together perfectly. But that was just where the two of them would make it all work, all coming out right, as Jake relaxed into her touch, arms around her, running his hands down her back as her clothes ripped, her larger form bursting out of them as if the seams meant nothing at all to her. But it was okay, it was alright - all was alright as long as she had Jake there to steady her through the change into her beastly form, what came upon her so very suddenly and often without any warning at all.

She clawed him - gently, of course - and long rends appeared in his clothes, splitting and falling off as she scratched and shredded, working her way down to the softness of his feathers beneath. Their tongues tangled in ardent passion and Jake still tried to hold her as close as he possibly could as her body shifted against him, changing still, more muscled and thicker-furred than before, even her eyes taking on a glow that made his heart pound all the more.

Oh, he loved her in any form... But it was her werewolf form that he was to adore that night, bare down to his feathers as her humping and grinding against him drew the expected rise from his body. That did not stop the hippogriff from blushing lightly as his shaft hardened, his maleness making itself known as Evie let out an excited yip, tongue lolling out as she shook herself off, thick tufts of fur scattering in all directions, though she was not yet due to shed.

"Oh... I've missed you..."

There was a softness to her tone despite the form she was in and she kissed him fiercely, claiming his beak with her muzzle, her lips folding softly around. It was their tongues that would playfully dart between beak and muzzle, however, testing at dominance even though it was the more heavily muscled werewolf that would undoubtedly win that particular battle, if it could even be called that. She was going to have him and Jake's heart lifted to simply have her with him again, the full moon shining down in witness and testimony to the lust that was to take place.

There could have been time for foreplay if Evie had had it in her heart for that. But there were so very many things that she'd missed about the hippogriff that she simply had to have him right then and there, straddling his hips with a ragged howl even as Jake struggled to prop himself up, at least somewhat, against the log that had, only a short while ago, been their seat.

"Wait, hang on..."

It was too late for that and his words were swallowed up in a moan as she easily sank down on his cock, the hot wetness of her sex enveloping his length as if she knew just where to move, how to move. Everything about him was familiar to her and Jake's eyes turned glassy with lust as he blushed and held her close, half-sitting as the werewolf groaned, easily overpowering him as she winked and teased with a flirt of her tongue lashing the side of her muzzle in a lewd, dripping fashion.

"Didn't you miss me, darling?" She teased, nuzzling his cheek even as she sank down, easily dwarfing him with her muscle and fluff. "You...unff... We...oh... We should have done this long ago!"

And, though he would have had more to say if she had given him the chance, Jake too knew that that was so and all he could do was grin in turn (as well as any hippogriff could with a beak) and grab her, grinding up into her pussy as Evie let out a surprised yip.

"I wouldn't have wanted it any other way!"

That was not true: Jake would have taken so many things from his sweetheart, for that was just what she had become all over again, all to have her with him. They were all things that would bring them closer together, bring back the spark of the relationship that, with work and life, had fizzled over time. Yet the warmth of her sex slipping over him, her pussy wet and ready, was all that he could think of in the moment and the logistics of turning their relationship into something more would have to wait for a less intimate time. One thing was certain as she ground down onto him, teeth grazing his throat, claws raking his chest, that he wouldn't have wanted to be with anyone else at all other than the lover that made his heart sing so very sweetly.

She took charge, however, and that was the way that Evie wanted it to be too, huffing and grunting and yelping softly as she bore down, riding his shaft even as her thighs burned. On her knees, she could grind down even more deeply, wedging his length up into her depths to its fullest extent, heart in her mouth as she threw her head back and passionately yowled out her song to the frozen landscape around.

It was the herald of a new beginning and something more too, her pace quickening, her lover's hips working, thrusting up into her as he drove and ground, panting as harshly as she was. Jake would not have been able to contain himself even if he'd been in another position, holding Evie in his lap with a tenderness that was not due to her, eyes cheekily meeting as if neither of them could quite believe that they were in such a delightful situation, wanting more, always more.

And they'd have one another for as long as they desired, moaning and whimpering, the werewolf's sex even tightening around her lover as he tried to match her frenzied pace. Jake grunted in the back of his throat but it was far too late to hold back as the need to orgasm rushed upon him, playing on the edges of his mind even as Evie twisted and flexed through hers, whimpering and whining, her howl breaking for the touch of carnal ecstasy.

A joint orgasm it was then, ploughing through both of them, taking charge and, truly, dominating two souls at once, Evie's lust carrying across the hillside, echoing faintly further and further away. Jake was a quieter sort but he still twisted and gasped, heaving as he ground into her, intent on deriving every last drop of pleasure that he could from it, though the revelry of having her so sweetly close to him again was more than he could have ever wished for.

There, beneath the moonlight, a hand and a paw came together, fingers interlocked, the love that they had held still there, only perhaps a little stronger this time around. Regardless of what life threw at them, they knew now that they were strong enough to hold onto each other and it was not a failing on their part that they had been pushed apart for a short time.

One time...and one time only. Panting softly, Jake met her eyes, yearning his beak to work, throat tight with emotion, loins burning with the ache for something, though his orgasm had been powerful, his longing for her leaving his heart. He no longer had to long for what was in his feathered arms, Evie murmuring down at him, though she wasn't quite able to get the words out as she yipped softly. Still grinding her hips, his hard shaft twitched and teased within her, but, fortunately, Jake had the words on the edge of his beak that both of them wanted to say and hear.

"I love you."

Evie's heart leapt. Her answer had already been written in the stars.

And so their love would be forevermore.