BigBadWolf

Friendly sparring to relieve aggressive tension sounds like it would calm and expend any excess energy, so this might be an activity he visits more often than not. He nods in agreement “Of course, sparing, friendly competition." Dante was a bit oblivious to the fact that she wasn’t human, since he’d never encountered a vampire before; the slight fang reveal only briefly caught his eye, but he didn’t think much of it, or the fact that her skin was pale. “Miss Aldrin, you say?~” There was some sultry tone behind it as he gently rubbed his chin before focusing back on her “Right, I better go settle into my dorm.” He said, walking out the door before turning left, only to return and walk right instead. “Wrong way…..” he continued, walking before returning five seconds later and going back the original way he went. “Nope, was right the first time…..”

Dante's ears perked up at the prospect of duelling. “Duelling?” He said eagerly, with some enthusiasm in his tone. His tail wagged gently as he continued, “That does seem right up my alley. I will have to check that out sometime; I do like putting on a good show.” He said with confidence and was clearly about to start flexing in front of her before stopping himself, keeping his arms down and clearing his throat. “Glad I came here first; best I’d check that place out once I settle into my dorm room.”

Dante was happy with her reason for building the Academy in the first place; he already felt at home here, and that made sense with what she hoped to accomplish with the school. Dante grumbles to himself as he finally gets the hint; her tone of voice and the way she used his last name make him lean back, slightly pouty, but he doesn’t retort. Figuring that trying to push it for a third time would more than likely get on her bad side, considering how considerate she is about the suggestive invitation. Instead of brushing it off, he quickly changes the subject. “Ahem…..so, aside from schoolwork and such, does the school have any outdoor events? Or activities, like sports stuff or competitions..” He said, pulling back from the sultry tone he'd used earlier to lure her in, and acting more relaxed and curious instead.

“No, no, just actual directions….only sometimes.” He said hesitantly, trying to hide his lack of directional ability, which is why he was never able to be part of the trackers in his pack, since he had a habit of getting lost more often than not. He scratches the back of his head about people running from him “Mmmm, guess I’m a little intimidating? Which is fair; I don’t take it to heart. I can be much at times.” He wasn’t sure whether she misunderstood him or he was being vague about what he meant; she could briefly see his confused expression. “Ummm…ahem, maybe I was being vague; perhaps you give me private lessons~ My bedroom seems like the best place, or perhaps your bedroom would be more accommodating?” He tries to sound husky, but he lacks confidence this time since her statement put him off; the attempt feels a little too forceful and doesn’t seem as natural as his first. He even tries to furrow his eyebrows to help her understand his intentions, though he doesn't realise she already does.

Dante was slightly intimidated by her presence; something about her felt strange, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. Normally, humans are a bit wary or more than eager not to be so close; then again, she ran a school of monsters. She must have some grit; it was oddly alluring to him. “That's quite good to know; I’m not the best with directions. I get distracted a bit easily……” He said, making a slight cough before continuing, “Well, growing up in my pack was always dull, to say the least, learning about the different types of monsters and their culture and habits, as well as the humans that work here; it's nice to be near humans that aren’t gonna run away.” He takes a quick look around, making sure the coast is clear and there are no signs of anyone approaching; then he suddenly smiles and leans in close. “So~ Ms Ironclaw? Since we are alone here, how about we do some extracurricular activities? But if it's a little too open, perhaps you can show me where my bedroom is located?” He said in a suggestive, husky tone, smirking; despite his forwardness, he radiated confidence.

Dante looked around the empty place as he realised he should’ve checked before speaking, almost ready to walk out when he caught someone coming out of the corner. He turned to face her; her pale skin made him wonder if she was unwell, but her tone of voice quickly changed that. Once she stood before him, he blinked a few times at her appearance, eased into it, and let out a low growl to himself before clearing his throat. “I’ve not actually been to my dorm room just yet. I thought it would be best if I visited you first to be sure there was anything that needed to be..ummm discussed?” He scratches the back of his head as he realises this isn’t her personal office, looks up at the signboard, and realises he took a wrong turn somewhere. He grumbles to himself in annoyance. @JennyDK

Dante had been walking around the school for a few minutes trying to find the office, but kept getting sidetracked by admiring the local female students, nearly bumping into people while gawking a second longer than he should. Realising the time, he eventually stopped and asked a student where the office was. The student simply pointed at the plate on the wall behind him, and Dante felt a bit stupid for not seeing it before taking off. He knocked at the door before walking in. A large werewolf stood 8ft tall, with a heavy, muscular frame that looked chiselled; he wore shorts as the only thing covering his modesty; and his fur was white like snow. He walked with confidence and a dominating stride, but a welcoming smile hid a mischievous personality underneath. He cleared his throat before speaking, “Uh…hi? I’m the new student, Dante Octavio. I believe I'm supposed to meet Ms…Ironclaw?” He said it like it was really her last name. It was an interesting last name to him, but it also sounded kind of badass.

Name: Dante Octavio Race: Werewolf Age: 42 Powers: 1) Super Strength 2) Super Stamina 4) Enhanced Endurance. Personality: In his first year at Monster Academy, Dante is rough and dominant, generally playful and teasing, and not afraid to show off his physique and happily flaunt himself. He enjoys intimidating others with his size and guttural tone of voice, and enjoys breaking women into a quivering, drooling mess. Isn't the gentle kind in the bedroom. Likes: eating and sleeping, reading horror novels and comics, knotting brats, secretly enjoys spooning and cuddles and being petted. Dislikes: Boring lectures, no snacks in the fridge, Thunderstorms, being perceived as a big puppy, undrained nuts.

Dante seemed to enjoy teasing Lamb a lot more than he thought, with how she pouts before urging him to claim her back door, and with the view she has, she knows this thing will put her into heaven by the end, and probably leave her sore tomorrow as well. While it was fun to hear her beg and prolong this, her sweet buttery words of begging seemed to make him get it started. With her aid to press against the tip, he gripped his own cock meat while his other claw gripped her head and started to press into her, her tight hole until it was finally stretched enough to insert the tip and once it went in, he stopped and let his claw return to her ears and started to use them like handle bars and began dropping his body weight. His cock slid in deep, stretching her out the deeper he went until he started rearranging her guts to make room as his tongue hung out in how overwhelmingly tight she was. He was glad he didn’t start this with her ass, otherwise he might’ve already cummed just from the penetration. He goes deeper until the knot finally presses against her taint, and the effort made him pant. Of course, from Lamb's sensations, it probably felt like it was never-ending with how much cock was left going into her ass, and he took a breather as he composed himself and got his bearings. It was only after which he raised his cock back and started slamming into her ass, each thrust sending ripples throughout her fat rump all the way up her core. Each thrust felt more brutal than the last as his cock was punching her insides, each thrust felt like it was gonna burst through her guts, but of course it didn’t, as he started to get a momentum as each thrust started rocking the bed against the wall until he began hammering her ass harder and faster. He started to drool over her as he was in heaven with his fat nut sack started spanking her pink cunt with each time he hilted inside of her without the bitch breaking knot to seal the deal, but that was just going to be a waiting game. His claws eventually released her head and reached down to grip her impressive bust, and he continued his pace, his eyes locked onto her neck, looking so vulnerable and perfect for locking up a bitch during a good breeding session despite the hole being used; the instinct was starting to take over.

Dante rested his head on the pillow as he rode out his orgasm, feeling his face getting drenched with Lamb’s own orgasm, instinctivly he began licking up the mess on his face. His chest was heaving constantly, raising Lamb up and down his chest while feeling her taking her time with the remnants of his orgasm and giving his raging rod a final low lick, cleaning the trail that trickled down after she popped it out of her throat. He doesn’t even realise that he still has his claws clenched on her cheeks, kneading them in a playful manner. His eyes fluttered open as he heard her begin to speak. He slightly shifted to bring him up enough to lead against the bed rest, rubbing his eyes with his arm. He listened to her as she enjoyed being his personal toy, but she also said she wanted more. It was rather a surprise that she wanted more, but the fact that she wanted more of him made him shiver, a very tingly sensation. He remembered their first interaction together and started to return it. His claw removed from her rear and began to reach over towards her shadowy face to allow his claws to caress what hides beneath that shadowy hood. Lamb, of course, would note it was similar to how she teased him when she planted herself on his shoulder. His head tilts to the side only able to see her pink eyes and lips, he was curios what she hid beneath this hood, but felt there was a good reason why it was hidden, it would be easy to pull the hood back, but it didn’t feel right either to unveil if that was even possible and if she wanted to be seen, she would’ve. “Lamb…..?” Dante grumbled in a deep, visceral tone. It didn’t sound like a question he was asking her, but mostly just saying her name, and he wasn’t sure how to say it. The voice was far from human and much closer to that of a feral beast. It sounded more aggressive and threatening than it probably really is. Dante shifted her off his chest onto the bed as he loomed over her, allowing his wet and slick cock to rest on her backside before letting it press on her ass and let it sink between her cheeks as he started hot dogging her ass cheeks, she can feelt it wasn’t fully erect but wasn’t soft neither as he was getting himself rilled up. His maw lowered towards her neck and started to give playful and tender bites. His claw held the top of her head, keeping her head down on the mattress. He could continue to grind his entire length up and down between her cheeks, allowing her to feel how big he was to the point he was fully erect. His claw reached her underside and began to drag his claws along her chest before he started to rear his now throbbing cock that was starting to leave stains along her cheeks and her back as she felt him start to press the large tip against her pecker. The first attempt made his cock slide up between her cheeks, he realigns again to try and force himself in, only for it to slide down, running along her lamb pussy, covering the slick from her orgasm across his length. The worst part was whether he was failing or teasing the lamb for her earlier playful flirting. Either way, the anticipation of it building only for him to miss the mark, his expression showed content, not seemingly agitated or disgruntled by being unable to stretch her open, still enjoying building the tension, trying to pry her open.

Dante main communication is via body language and gestures, he understands perfectly what people say. His ability to speak is gonna be a growth thing to his character, so, words appear when hes on a high emotional state. Eventually he will be able to speak with one worded response along with gestures. Since the trio are canines, communication via growls and woofs could be a thing.

Oh i was giving an example as it what came to my head first rather than a specific scenario. Of course, no issue with that, can still interact with my werewolf for non sexual rp and if they wish to indulge the werewolf at any point is no issue either

So, if one is giving a blowjob, the other two feel/taste the sensation while doing their own thing or chillin nearby?

Ah crap, this is most likely my fault, I must've misread it and thought 'the manor' was the actual manor itself and thought 'the core' is like the area outside the manor itself

The moment she wraps her lips around his tip and starts to suckle, he groans into her folds, his eyes roll as his claws that were already leaving marks on her cheeks put her fabric to its breaking point as it was torn off, looking more like torn cloth and came away rather easily, his claws shake to get it off before they instantly return to her cheeks to clench down, getting a view now of both her exposed taint while getting head at the same time. Although his eagerness had only become more evident the longer she remained latched onto his throbbing member, his tongue continued to work its magic, swirling her insides with his strong tongue while slurping down her slick that leaked over his mouth and lips, making it difficult to get every drop as drool pooled on the sheets that might never wash out again after the ordeal. Lamb would feel one of his claws unclench from her cheek before she could figure out what he was up to. She felt that large claw clamp onto her fluffy ears and suddenly shoved down his entire length until her lips were kissing his knot. With brutal momentum, he brought her up and down viciously as he throat fucks her while his hips came up in unison to slap into her lips. Dante’s tongue action started to slowed the closer he got closer to his own orgasm; the effort dampened as his focus shifted to keeping a rhythm of her deepthroating his cock. His tongue would eventually slide out as he gasped for air, his teeth unclenching from her pussy, leaving bite marks as his head leaned back, panting rapidly as he continued to pump her up and down harder and faster before he started to grit his teeth. His limit was reached, with a powerful slam of her head, he rams the knot into her mouth before bringing his hips up in a thrust to get it deep in her throat before knotting her and unloading his fertile spunk down the lambs throat, no longer requiring any need to hold her head, his claw released and returned back to her ass cheeks to hold and grope much more tenderly as he pumps load after load, giving deep heavy grunts with the occasional light thrust, each time it feels like he pumped enough, he rears his hips back down before thrusting up again to empty out more into her. It takes a few minutes before the knot calms and relaxes in her throat, allowing her to remove herself from his knot and cock and her own desire. Even after his orgasm, she can feel the hot fuckmeat that is deep within her throat twitching and throbbing in delight. His entire body trembled with total bliss as he took deep breaths, a happy expression on his face. The comfort of kneading at her ass in a more gentle manner brought a soothing comfort; his tongue felt a bit numb from overexerting it on Lamb's tender, slobbered folds. Moving it around in his mouth proved to be cumbersome, but the aftertaste of lamb was a delightful sensation that still made his insides burn throughout his veins. He enjoyed taking complete control and overpowering this Lamb. The irony is that in the wild, Lamb would be prey to the Wolf, but here the context is only slightly different, as she was still his prey~.