Shepherds & Wolves 1

Trying something a little different this time, and so, I present to you the first in a probable series of/on urban predators, which I’m (obviously) calling Shepherds & Wolves.  Enjoy!

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“He’s too pretty to be dangerous,” that’s what she’d told Magdalena.

“Honey, you got it all wrong,” Maggie’d replied.  “Any boy that pretty’s either gay, or EXTRA dangerous, girl!”

They’d both laughed then, and Andi’d made her way across the bar.


“My name’s Andi,” she said, nerves disarming her usual sharp tongue as she’d gotten closer.  It wasn’t just his looks- he was hot, but so were lots of guys.  It was just… him.  The way he’d watched her from across the bar earlier, like a wolf idly considering a lamb it’d marked as prety, debating which first strike would be the most exquisite.  The way his lips brushed the ice in his drink as he savored a slow sip before even acknowledging her introduction.

“Mmhmm.”  The way his voice cut through the din to deliver a noncommital response to her that was half purr, half growl.


“It’s short for Andalucia,” she added, groaning inwardly at how vapid she must sound.

“Jude,” he offered back, still studying his drink as he swirled it around the cut crystal rocks glass.

“Short for Judas?” she asked, laughing, finally reclaiming a touch of her usual snark.

He made eye contact then, the almost luminous lavender-blue of his eyes reminding her of childhood stories of how a cobra’s stare would hypnotize its prey, and his sensual smirk reminding her of far more adult fancies.


“Sometimes,” he said, his voice velvet and shadow.

“Sometimes.”  He punctuated his repetition by reaching out and tracing her lower lip with the tip of his right index finger, playful smirk becoming cruel smile as she trembled involuntarily.


She knew then that she was his, for tonight at the very least.

“Are you going to hurt me?” she heard herself ask without even realizing she’d spoken, and his faint laugh slid shivers down her spine.

“Why?” he asked.


“Would you like me to?”


~ The Reverend is attired in: ~

Skin ~ (One-Off Custom) ~ Nomine
Hair ~ Pride (Rage) ~ Gritty Kitty
Sunglasses ~ Glaze 1.41 ~ Kalnins Optics
Earrings ~ Skull & Gem Pierce ~ MEZZO
Cigarette ~ Cigarette II (Long Ash) ~ FNKY!
Jacket ~ (un)Formal Jacket (Black) ~ MECHANISM
Shirt ~ Family Curse Tank ~ Desert Moon Clothiers
Gloves ~ Black & Spike Set ~ Acid Mala Designs
Pants ~ Isabeaux Leather Pants (Non-Prim Version) ~ LF Fashions
Shoes ~ Crossyard 1.21 ~ Kalnins Shoes

Shot on location in Suffugium (Special thanks to Gomi Mfume)
Photographs courtesy of Munchflower Zaius (Because she’s awesome)
Fiction courtesy of & copyright 2009, Recidivist Sideways (Because I- er, he works cheap)

~ by Recidivist Sideways on January 21, 2009.

6 Responses to “Shepherds & Wolves 1”

  1. This was AWESOME! I can’t wait to

  2. Burning the ground I break from the crowd
    I’m on the hunt I’m after you
    I smell like I sound, I’m lost and I’m found
    And I’m hungry like the wolf
    Strut on a line, its discord and rhyme
    I’m on the hunt I’m after you
    Mouth is alive with juices like wine
    And I’m hungry like the wolf

  3. Recidivist Sideways: I am crazy like a fox and, much like Duran Duran, hungry like the wolf.

    Good work babe 🙂 Looks great.

  4. My My My…


    Nice story and concept, Rev

    Beautiful work, Munchy Munch Munch!


  6. poor Reverend his pathologic mandibular prognathism is showing!

    due no doubt to inbreeding.


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