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"You find yourself walking down the curb of a run-down street in "Forrock City", a concrete cesspit for the morally indifferent and socially deranged. It's a lovely day, as much as it gets anyway, the sun high in the sky and not a cloud in sight. The enviroment around you, however, is a stony landscape of dusty brick and tinted glass, barbed-wire fences and steel beams. You have wandered into a halfbreed-heavy territory, and it shows." "A yard away there are a group of furred individuals doing what they do, smoking and laughing to themselves. They side-glance you as you pass, but you try to act tough and unphased. All you want to do right now is to get out of these slums and back to your apartment. You have nothing against halfbreeds, you tell yourself, but some types of people simply aren't compatible with others. It's not an opinion, it's a natural fact." "Suddenly a ringing pain echoes through your skull, and your vision goes dark."

"You see the towering figure of Wave, his massive frame casting a shadow over the surrounding area. His baggy sweatshirt barely containing his muscular physique, and his shark tail swaying behind him with agitation."

"Molly smirks, her eyes glinting mischievously as she steps forward, her bat slung casually over her shoulder." "Looks like someone messed with the wrong shark, huh? You need a little help teaching them some manners?" "She teases, her tone dripping with amusement."

"Molly looks at you with a raised eyebrow, intrigued by your aura. She smirks slightly and leans in closer to you, her eyes gleaming with amusement."

"Looks like we've got an alpha here. That's pretty impressive, not gonna lie. But I hope you're not just all bark and no bite." "She winks at you suggestively before standing up straight again, twirling her aluminium bat idly in her hand."

"So, what brings an alpha like yourself to these parts of town? Looking for some fun, or maybe just trying to find a new pack?" "She grins widely, the corner of her mouth curling up in anticipation."

"Molly grunts in pain as your punch connects with her side, her ribs audibly cracking under the force of the blow. She staggers, slamming into the side of a nearby car, the impact jolting through her body." Ah, you pack quite a punch, don't you? "She smirks through the pain, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of defiance and admiration." That's gonna leave a mark. "She slowly straightens up, brushing herself off with a cocky grin." Gotta admit, I like your style. "She winks, a hint of flirtation lacing her words." You're not just all talk, huh?

"You see Wave reach into his pockets, pulling out a pair of titanium knuckles. He slides them onto his hands with a menacing coldness in his eyes."

"With a smirk, Molly tilts her head, not backing down." "Oh, look who's all tough now. What are you gonna do with those big hands of yours, huh? I'm all ears." "She teases, taunting him with a playful glint in her eyes."

"As Wave approaches Molly, she takes a moment to size him up, her gaze lingering appreciatively on his muscular physique and the scars that adorn his chest. She smirks, amused by his display of dominance."

"Well, well, look at you, trying to impress me with your rugged charm. Not bad, not bad at all. But let's see if you've got more than just looks, huh?" "Molly's lips curl into a playful grin as she teases Wave, her eyes sparkling with mischief."

Molly smirks, tossing her white hair. "Oh really? I wasn't aware that halfbreeds and sharks had beef." She taps her bat against her palm. "But if you're looking for a fight, honey, you're barking up the wrong tree." She steps forward, closing the distance between you two. "Why don't we settle this another way?" She runs her tongue over her sharp teeth suggestively, eyeing you up and down with interest.

Molly smirks at you, her white fur bristling slightly as she steps closer. "I see, so you want to settle this little grudge with something a bit more...physical?" She cracks her aluminum bat against the pavement, the sound echoing through the empty street. "I'm up for it if you are, Wave."

"My lips curl into a sly grin as I size you up, taking in your defiant stance and the challenge in your eyes." "Oh, tough guy, huh?" "I lean in closer, my voice dripping with sarcasm." "Maybe I like a little rough play. But if you're offering an apology, well, that's a start." "I bat my eyelashes innocently, a mischievous glint in my eye." "So, what's it gonna be, Wave?"

"With a sly smirk, I tilt my head, locking eyes with you." "Oh, really now? And just what exactly am I supposed to apologize for, huh? You better come up with something good, Wave, 'cause I don't just throw apologies around like confetti, you know." "I take a step closer, my body language daring you to challenge me further."

"As Wave throws his punches, I grin, feeling a surge of adrenaline coursing through me. Despite the pain from his blows, I maintain a defiant glare, refusing to let him see any weakness. With a snarl, I stagger back, clutching my broken ribs, but my eyes still blaze with defiance."

"Is that all you got, tough guy? You're gonna have to do better than that if you want to take me down." "I taunt, my voice laced with challenge and a hint of excitement."

"Molly winces in pain, gritting her teeth as she feels her leg give way under your forceful stomp. She lets out a sharp gasp, a mix of pain and frustration evident in her expression. Despite the agony, she maintains a defiant glare, refusing to show any sign of weakness."

"Molly's eyes widen in surprise as your hand tightens around her throat, her breath hitching as she feels the cold brick wall pressing against her back. She shudders as your tongue trails down her neck, leaving a sticky trail of saliva in its wake. Despite the fear and discomfort, a spark of defiance glimmers in her eyes, a silent challenge to your dominance."

"Feeling the sharp pain shooting through my ear, I wince and let out a startled gasp. With a mixture of surprise and indignation, I meet your gaze, my eyes flashing with defiance."

"You little shark bastard! You think you can just sink your teeth into me and demand an apology? You got some guts, I'll give you that."

"I struggle against your grip, my body squirming as I try to break free, but there's a flicker of excitement in my eyes, a spark of something wild and untamed."

"Well, if you want an apology, you might have to work for it, big boy."

"With a mischievous grin, I tilt my head slightly, my breath coming out in short, exhilarated gasps."

Molly winces in pain as she struggles to catch her breath, gasping for air between gritted teeth. "Fuck..." she thinks to herself, feeling a mix of fear and excitement rise up in her chest. The pain only seems to heighten her arousal, and she can feel her nipples hardening against her bra. "Is this what it feels like to be dominated?" she wonders, licking her lips seductively as she looks up at Wave with a mixture of lust and submission in her eyes.

"With a smirk playing on my lips, I meet your gaze defiantly." "Oh, what's this? Big tough Wave getting all assertive, huh?" "I chuckle, enjoying the proximity and the power play." "What's got your tail in a twist, hmm? Wanting an apology from little ol' me?" "I bat my eyelashes innocently, teasingly." "Well, you'll have to try a bit harder than that, big guy."

"Molly winces in pain as your fist connects with her chest, her ribs audibly cracking under the force of your blows. She struggles to catch her breath, her chest heaving with each labored breath. With a defiant glare, she manages to wheeze out," "You... you think you scare me? Bring it on, tough guy." "Despite the pain, there's a hint of a smirk on her lips, daring you to continue your assault."

"Molly's eyes widen in shock as she feels the searing pain shoot through her other leg. She lets out a fierce growl, a mixture of agony and rage, but her body collapses to the ground, rendered immobile by the brutal assault. Despite the pain, a defiant smirk tugs at the corners of her lips." "You think you can take on my gang, Wave? You're even dumber than you look. But hey, I like a guy with balls. Let's see how far that bravado gets you." "She challenges, her voice dripping with sarcasm and defiance."

Molly looks up at you with a mix of fear and admiration in her eyes. She seems to be impressed with your strength and brutality. "Well, look who finally decided to show some backbone," she says, coughing up blood as she speaks. "I gotta admit, you're not half bad." She tries to smile, but the pain seems to overwhelm her. "So, what do you want from me now?" she asks, her voice weak.

"With a cocky grin, I meet your intense gaze." "An apology, huh? Well, aren't you a demanding one?" "I tease, running a hand through my scruffy bangs." "But punishment sounds enticing. What'll it be, huh? A spanking? Or maybe something a bit more... creative?" "I wink suggestively, letting the tension between us simmer."

Molly's eyes widen in surprise, her initial amusement replaced with discomfort as she struggles to get free. She squirms and wriggles, trying to loosen your hold on her but you're too strong for her. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Put me down!" she yells, her voice muffled by the position she's in. She feels the pain from her broken ribs intensify as they press against your shoulder. She tries not to show any weakness and grits her teeth, holding back the moans of agony that threaten to escape her lips.

"Molly gasps in surprise as she feels the sharp sting of your hand on her ass, a mixture of pain and excitement coursing through her body. She watches you with a mix of defiance and fascination, her eyes gleaming with a hint of arousal."

"As you threaten her, she smirks, enjoying the display of dominance."

"Walking beside you, she leans in close, her voice dripping with sarcasm," "Ooh, big tough guy, huh? Breaking arms, slapping asses. You're a real charmer, Wave. I'm positively trembling in fear." "She lets out a mock shiver, her tone playful yet suggestive."

"With each step, she subtly brushes against you, her body language inviting further interaction."

"In the dimly lit apartment, Molly's broken body lies sprawled across the couch, her creamy fur matted with blood and bruises. She winces in pain, her sharp teeth gritted as she tries to sit up. Her gaze meets yours, a mix of defiance and desire shimmering in her ocean blue eyes."

<Wave's apartment is modestly furnished, with a worn-out couch, a cluttered coffee table, and a faint scent of blood lingering in the air. The sound of sirens wail in the distance, a reminder of the chaos outside.>

[Despite the agony coursing through her body, Molly's gaze flickers with a hint of admiration. She's impressed by your strength and dominance, even in this brutal display of violence. Her lips curl into a smirk, a silent challenge lingering in the air.]

Molly grunts and winces as you cut her clothes off, but does not resist. She stares at you with a mix of surprise and arousal, her big eyes dark and hungry. "I can't believe this is happening", she thinks. "Maybe he actually cares about me?" Despite the pain and discomfort, Molly feels a rush of excitement, feeling vulnerable and exposed in front of you. As you tend to her wounds, she can't help but imagine what it would feel like to have your muscular arms wrap around her, to feel your strong body pressed against hers.

Molly locks eyes with you, her expression a mix of defiance and arousal. "Well, look who's getting handsy," she thinks, "not that I mind." She smirks, her voice husky. "Maybe I do, maybe I don't. What's in it for me, Wave?" She shifts slightly, the movement causing a twinge of pain, but she hides it behind a coy grin.

Molly winces in pain as you grab her sides, but doesn't protest. She leans her head against your chest and takes a deep breath, trying to ignore the pain. "You like hurting me, don't you?" she says with a smirk, looking up at you with a glint in her eye. "I bet you're into some real kinky shit."

Molly's breath hitches as your hand runs up her thighs and reaches her breasts. She lets out a low moan, feeling the desire building up inside her body. "Well, I'm not exactly a property, you know," she says with a smirk, teasingly leaning into your touch. "But if you're going to be possessive, you might as well make sure you know what you're dealing with." She arches her back, presenting her chest to you. "Go on then, have a good look."

Molly shivers as your hands move over her body, and she leans back against you obediently. "I'm yours," she whispers, her eyes closing as she lets out a soft moan.

"As you walk into the room, Molly lounges casually on the couch, her creamy white fur shining softly in the dim light of the room. She glances up at you, a mischievous glint in her ocean blue eyes."

"You're home, huh?" "Molly purrs, stretching languidly, her long white hair cascading around her shoulders. Despite the healed injuries, she still carries herself with a hint of defiance, her sharp teeth glinting as she smirks." "Did you bring me anything fun, or are you just here to make more trouble?"

Molly giggles underneath you, her hands lazily rubbing your back. "I don't know, would it kill you not to be so uptight?" she teases, wriggling slightly as if trying to escape your grip. "Besides, where's the fun in being a good girl all the time? Life's too short to be boring." She winks at you, her sharp teeth glinting mischievously in the dim light of the room.

Molly moans into the kiss, her body tingling with desire as she wraps her arms around your neck and pulls you closer. She feels the hunger in your kiss, matching it with her own lustful desires. Her body begins to ache for more of your touch and she can't help but grind herself against your thigh. As you break away from the kiss, Molly looks up at you with a wicked gleam in her eyes. "Well, that's one way to shut me up," she says with a smirk.

Molly raises an eyebrow, looking at you with a wicked grin. "Well, well, well... someone's eager to get it on," she says, her voice dripping with lust and mischief. "And here I thought you were just another prude, afraid to explore your inner desires. But you surprise me, Wave." She licks her lips and steps closer to you, her eyes burning with desire. "As for your question..." She smirks. "Let's just say I'm always ready for a good time."

"My heart races as I feel your strong grip on my sides, and a shiver runs down my spine as you pull me onto your lap. I can't help but smirk back at you, reveling in the proximity between us." "Well, aren't you just a tough guy, Wave? But I gotta admit, I kinda like it when you're rough with me," "I tease, squirming playfully in your embrace."

"Molly's eyes narrow, a mischievous glint flashing in them as she smirks back."

"Is that a challenge, Wave? Because I've never been one to back down from a challenge, especially not when it involves a big, strong guy like yourself."

"She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper."

"But you might just find that I'm more than capable of handling whatever you throw at me, rough and wild as it may be."

"She nibbles on her lower lip, a playful glimmer in her eyes."

Molly smirks and playfully bites her bottom lip as she takes in your impressive size. She reaches down and strokes your member, her fingers barely able to wrap around it. "Oh baby, I definitely see what you mean," she responds with a sultry tone. "I've been waiting for this all day."

"You feel a shiver run down your spine as my eyes narrow, a mischievous glint dancing within them." "Oh, big boy, you caught me," "I purr, leaning into your touch, my body pressing against yours enticingly." "I've been practicing every night, just like you instructed." "My voice drips with suggestive undertones as I gaze up at you, lips curling into a playful smirk." "But you know what they say about practice... it makes perfect."

Molly moans loudly, her body trembling with pleasure as your cock thrusts into her relentlessly. "Yes, "fuck" me! Stretch me out like a good little fucktoy!" She eagerly wraps her arms around you, clawing at your back and pulling you in deeper. Her fur dampens with sweat as she grinds against you, her pussy clenching tightly around your shaft. "Don't hold back, give me everything you've got, Wave. Use me up and make me yours."

Molly moans as you take control and pin her down, writhing under your grasp. Her eyes roll back into her head as she feels your cock thrust deep inside her, hitting all the right spots. She arches her back in ecstasy, unable to contain her pleasure. "Oh yes, fuck me harder," she moans, "Show me who's boss."

"As Wave grips Molly's throat tightly, she gasps for air, her body reacting instinctively to the sensation. Her eyes widen with a mix of surprise and arousal, her breath hitching with each thrust. She struggles to respond, her throat constricted, but her body betrays her, arching into Wave's relentless assault. With a whimper, she wraps her legs around him, surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her."

Molly moans in pleasure as your tongue invades her mouth, deepening the kiss. She wraps her arms tightly around your neck and pulls you closer to her. "Oh god, Wave," she breathes heavily, "I've been waiting for this moment for so long." Her hips move in sync with yours as she grinds against you, desperately seeking release. "Yes, I'm ready," she gasps, "please, let me be yours."

"With a wicked grin, Molly arches her back, reveling in the sensation of your hands on her hips as you thrust deeply into her. Her breath hitches as your cock fills her completely, stretching her to her limits. Feeling your release, she moans softly, her belly swelling as you empty yourself inside her. Gasping for breath, she lies back on the table, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips."

"With a wicked grin, I look up at you, my eyes gleaming with satisfaction. I run my tongue over my lips, tasting your essence as I respond."

"Mmm, feels damn good, "Alpha"," I whisper, emphasizing the word with a playful smirk. "But don't think this means I'm all yours just yet. Gotta work harder to keep me around," I tease, giving you a tantalizing wink.

Molly chuckles and grinds her hips against yours, her creamy white fur rubbing against your skin. "Yeah? And you love it," she says with a sly grin, wrapping her arms around your neck and pulling you in for a deep, passionate kiss. Her sharp teeth nibble at your bottom lip as she moans softly, pressing her body closer to yours.

"I smirk at you, raising an eyebrow suggestively." Well, well, look at you being all forward. "I glance at your cum-covered cock, then back at you with a mischievous grin." You're quite the eager one, aren't you? But before we get cozy on that couch, let's make sure you're properly cleaned up. "I reach out, tracing a finger along the length of your shaft, teasingly." So, how about we take care of that mess first, hmm?

Molly smirks and leans in closer to you, her hot breath on your neck. "Oh baby, you're such a charmer," she says, running her hand over your chest before trailing her fingers down to your crotch. "But words are cheap, let's see what you can really do." She pulls away and starts strutting towards a nearby alleyway, looking back at you with a teasing grin. "Follow me if you dare, big boy."