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I use to think werewolves didn’t exist. I was wrong. I was turned by Sam Evans. The delta in our pack.  I’m an unranked wolf within Puck pack. Doing my best to not piss anyone off.

AIM - teenjesushart 


  onlooker(s)
 </description><title>take a bite of my heart tonight</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @werewolf-hart)</generator><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23310262029/marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Sam growled out a moan and squeezed Joe’s thighs and trying to pull him slightly closer and pulled him off of the wall and started to carry him back, following the sent of his mate to his room. Surprisingly he didn’t need to use his wolf’s strength to carry his mate, his human strength was enough and he carried his mate up the stairs. He captured Joe’s lips and bit down lightly on his bottom lip growling into his mate’s mouth.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Joe held tightly on to Sam as he was carried to his room. His fingers gently caressing the back of his mate&amp;#8217;s neck. Every so often he&amp;#8217;d dig his nails gently into his skin. He moaned softly as his lip was bit once more. He was going crazy, he wanted Sam more right now then he had ever wanted anyone.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23368740546</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23368740546</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2012 16:26:56 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23226471626/take-a-bite-of-my-heart-tonight-marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Sam kissed Joe, hard, pressing him up against the door and practically growling against his mates lips. He gripped the upper part of Joe&amp;#8217;s thighs and picked him up slightly, pressing him moreso against the door. He continued to nipp at his mates lip and let his inner wolf take over, eyes turning golden under his eyelids and grinding his hips against Joe&amp;#8217;s.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A muffled moan escaped Joe&amp;#8217;s lips as he was pressed against the door. He ran his fingers through his mate&amp;#8217;s hair, roughly pulling at it. He pulled back from the kiss and quickly lent forward pressing his lips against the others neck. He peppered kisses all along the others pale skin, nipping every so often.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23271777051</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23271777051</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2012 23:12:31 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23215824768/take-a-bite-of-my-heart-tonight-marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Perfect.&amp;#8221; Sam mumured before diving in for another deep kiss, nipping at his mate&amp;#8217;s lower lip and taking in the taste of his lips and storing it in his memory. Once he finally pulled back for air he let go of Joe&amp;#8217;s ass and slid his hands up around his mate&amp;#8217;s waist and let his eyes take in his mate&amp;#8217;s red tinted cheeks and bruised, swolen lips. &amp;#8220;Let&amp;#8217;s go then.&amp;#8221; He almost purred, voice low. He didn&amp;#8217;t let go of Joe as he turned, actually he kept one arm around the boys back and hand resting on his hip, keeping him almost pressed to his side. The way Sam had them there was little to no space between them, it was like Sam needed his mate close as if the boy were his air, and at this point Sam would swear he was.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Joe smiled into the kiss, a very faint moan escaping his lips as his bottom lip was bit. He nodded at his mates words. He didn&amp;#8217;t mind at all that Sam was holding onto him they way he was. He liked it a lot actually. Being close to him made him feel safe, among other things. Sure it made it a tiny bit complicated to actually walk but he&amp;#8217;d put up with that. The walk to his house took little to no time, and he was glad for that. He wasn&amp;#8217;t exactly sure how much long either of them could hold back anymore. As soon as the entered his house he quickly pulled his mate into a rough and passionate kiss.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23216281678</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23216281678</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2012 01:46:14 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23215063625/marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sam practically growled as Joe rolled his hips against him and plunged down, kissing  his mate deeply, pulling him closer by his hips. His eyes were flickering between green and gold as he fought with his inner wolf. “Not here Joe…” He murmured and attempted to restrain himself. He wanted Joe just as much but he didn’t want to take his mate in the middle of the park, nor in the woods with the chances of the Warblers appearance. “Let’s go somewhere else… and I’ll fully make you my mate.” He whispered, hand sliding from Joe’s waist to the swell of his ass, gripping it gently and drawing him closer. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Joe returned the kiss with just as much intensity, if not more. He groaned softly before biting down on his bottom lip as the other pulled away from him. He began to think of a place where they could go. &amp;#8220;We could go back to my house. My parents aren&amp;#8217;t home&amp;#8230;this church retreat&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He said with a faint smirk. He yelped softly as Sam grabbed his ass, a faint chuckle escaping his lips. &amp;#8220;Does that sound good to you&amp;#8230;?&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23215403928</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23215403928</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2012 01:19:41 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23214217417/marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sam smiled and kissed Joe deeply, gripping his mate’s hips and pulling him closer. He was fighting with his inner wold, wanting very much to take his mate right then, as is often done after marking your mate but he held back from doing it. He wouldn’t until he knew Joe was ready. He never wanted to pressure his mate despite his inner wolf who wanted his mate and wanted him &lt;em&gt;now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Joe closed his eyes, snaking his arms around his lovers neck. His heart beat as well as his breathing began to pick up. He felt a strange feeling welling with in the pit of his stomach. He didn&amp;#8217;t understand half of the things he was feeling right now. But he never the less enjoyed them. After a moment or two he finally pulled back from the other, taking in a few breathes to calm himself. &amp;#8220;Sam&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He said softly, locking eyes with him. &amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;I want you.&amp;#8221; He added before his inner wolf began to take control causing him to roll his hips against his mates.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23214733365</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23214733365</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2012 01:01:34 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23212679426/marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sam put his hands on Joe’s waist and kissed his mate back softly. “It’s happened before to other people’s mates…” He said, leaning closer to his mate. “And you don’t see the way some people look at you. I’ve seen lots of guys who look at you like they want to bend you over the nearest thing and take you just then.” Sam almost growled, obviously it was true and he hated it. “You would be surprised at the amount of people who would try and steal you away from me.” He said, looking Joe in the eyes quite seriously. He wanted to kiss his mate again but he first wanted to see his reaction.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Joe smiled faintly, leaning into his mate&amp;#8217;s touch. He silently chewed on his bottom lip as he listened to him speak. He hadn&amp;#8217;t really noticed anyone looking at him like that. He&amp;#8217;d have to pay closer attention from now on. He frowned slightly at the thought of being taken away from Sam. It was seriously one of the last thing he ever wanted to happen. &amp;#8220;They&amp;#8217;d have to kill me or something to actually get me from you.&amp;#8221; He stated sternly with a nod. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23213746580</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23213746580</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2012 00:37:12 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23211340797/marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sam smiled, and kissed Joe softly. “I’m sorry, maybe I should have warned you.” He said with a small smile, caressing his mate’s cheek. At the question Sam simply nodded and pecked Joe on the lips again. “You don’t have to mark me, it’s more avoiding someone trying to lay a claim to you. It’s more likely that someone would challenge me to have you than the other way around.” He explained.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Joe nodded slightly as he listened to Sam explain the whole thing. &amp;#8220;Oh, okay.&amp;#8221; He paused for a second. &amp;#8220;Would someone actually want to like try and take me from you? I&amp;#8217;m not that special..&amp;#8221; He trailed off, shaking his head slightly as he shrugged. He was silent for a split second before quickly pressing their lips together again. He couldn&amp;#8217;t get enough of the other males kisses.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23211877068</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23211877068</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 23:57:03 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23209955894/marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sam pulled back slightly and kissed the new mark multiple times and he finally pulled back and looked at Joe, caressing softly across the new mark on his now mate’s neck. “You okay?” He asked carefully, a hand softly gripping the boy’s hip being sure his legs wouldn’t completely give out. He knew Joe probably wasn’t expecting the bite, but that’s how the mark was made… Joe was his mate now.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Joe blushed slightly, nodding at his mate&amp;#8217;s words. &amp;#8220;Yeah..I just wasn&amp;#8217;t really expecting you to bite me.&amp;#8221; He said as he nuzzled his head against the other before stepping back slightly. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m assuming that&amp;#8217;s how the mark is made?&amp;#8221; He asked a little embarrassed that he still didn&amp;#8217;t know all the workings of the werewolf community. &amp;#8220;Do I have to mark you now? Or what?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23210727646</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23210727646</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 23:35:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23208492197/marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sam kissed him a little more forcefully, his inner wolf insisting that he mark and mate Joe &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt; but Sam fought hard against the latter of the wolf’s needs. He was pretty sure Joe was &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; ready for that. Slowly, Sam pulled back and looked into Joe’s eyes as if asking for permission before pushing back Joe’s dreads and pressing his lips to the boy’s neck. He kissed across the skin softly for a time before he let his wolf canines grow and let his inner wolf take over. He bit Joe’s neck, only slightly breaking the skin and lapping up the slight blood that had leaked out of the boy’s neck. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Joe gave the other permission with out actually saying so. The look was enough. He sucked in a shallow, shaky breath as Sam kissed his neck. He had never done anything like this with anyone and he was slightly afraid he&amp;#8217;d do something to mess it up. He gasped softly, jumping slightly as the other bit him. He wasn&amp;#8217;t excepting the other to bit him. He held onto Sam&amp;#8217;s arm, feeling his knees buckle slightly. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23209319942</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23209319942</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 23:10:45 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>christiancarrera:

Samuel Larsen
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m45b5iL4aR1qakvyko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://christiancarrera.com/post/23207441180/samuel-larsen"&gt;christiancarrera&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm4511271/"&gt;Samuel Larsen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sam smiled at Joe’s reactions. He could tell Joe had never been touched intimately before and that made his heart swell at how much trust he was showing by being with Sam, and that only made him feel a little less guilty. “Very soon.” Sam whispered and leaned closer to the boy and kissed him softly. “Are you sure about this though, Pup?” He asked caressing the spot on Joe’s neck where he planned to make his mark. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Joe closed his eyes again, quickly kissing the other back. He nipped at his bottom lip before nodding at his words. &amp;#8220;More sure then I&amp;#8217;ve ever been&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221; He said softly as he slowly opened his eyes again. He couldn&amp;#8217;t help but shiver once more under his touch. He smiled faintly before leaning forward, planting another kiss upon the other lips.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23207126770</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23207126770</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 22:37:30 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23202110635/marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sam pouted. “I thought it was clever.” He said before smiling again. He loved just being this close to his soon to be mate and when Joe spoke again Sam actually stopped. Stopped and faced the boy, putting his hand on Joe’s neck and caressing the scar that was hidden behind his dreads but he knew was there. “You know that I’ll always feel bad about it, if for no other reason than because you think I was going to kill you, and because I left this scar.” He said solemnly. “The only mark that should be on your neck would be a mating mark.” &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Joe shivered slightly as Sam touched the scar on his neck. His eyes lazily closing until he began to speak. He wished he could do something to make Sam forgive himself for the whole ordeal. He smiled faintly when the mating mark was brought up. &amp;#8220;Well soon enough I&amp;#8217;ll have that mark&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He said with a slight nod, hoping that it would like lighten the mood or something.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23205433366</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23205433366</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 22:13:51 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23199443659/marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Sam smiled at Joe and ran his thumb across the back of the boy’s hand. “Not as nice as the company.” Oh! That was clever! Sam had never been this uh… eloquent! Sam was on a roll with the big words and being mentally quick and he was so proud of himself. He looked around and realized they found themselves walking through the park, odd considering in the area of the woods at the side of the park was where Sam turned Joe and at that thought he felt a pang of guilt.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Joe couldn&amp;#8217;t help but laugh softly at what Sam had said. His words making him blush slightly. &amp;#8220;That was kind of corny. Sweet but corny.&amp;#8221; He smiled slightly before taking a quick look at their surrounding. They were so close to where the two boys at met that fateful night not to long ago. He could sense the others pang of guilt, frowning before turning to look at him. &amp;#8220;Don&amp;#8217;t worry about it&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He said softly, hoping the other would know what he was referring to. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23200657931</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23200657931</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 21:11:15 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23196789774/marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Sam smiled at Joe largely, heart pounding hard when the boy kissed his cheek. “We shouldn’t go too far or anything, the Warblers seems to be closing in and it’s best to be as careful as possible.” He mentioned, smile weakening slightly. “Things are starting to get dangerous even in town.” He explained, his grip on Joe’s hand tightening slightly, his inner wolf protective of him even if he hadn’t marked him as his mate yet. &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Joe nodded, frowning slightly at Sam&amp;#8217;s words. &amp;#8220;I know&amp;#8230;I know&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He said softly. He didn&amp;#8217;t like thinking about anything happening to Sam or the rest of his pack. And he&amp;#8217;d do whatever it took to keep his soon to be mate and the rest of the pack safe. He shook his head slightly trying to think of something else. Something happier. &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s uh, a nice night&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He made a slight face. Was that really the best thing his mind could come up with? His cheeks flushing with embarrassment. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23198942516</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23198942516</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 20:48:56 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m451wdsjA31qm0ti1o1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m451wdsjA31qm0ti1o2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m451wdsjA31qm0ti1o3_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m451wdsjA31qm0ti1o4_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23198580160</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23198580160</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 20:44:14 -0400</pubDate><category>face</category><category>sam evans</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m44y17uKnT1qiun7vo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23190872601</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23190872601</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 19:00:47 -0400</pubDate><category>face</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m41vicpH7f1rvwn8vo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23190819911</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23190819911</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 19:00:02 -0400</pubDate><category>wolf form</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/23084900039/marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Sam chuckled and continued to walk. “Well I have no idea. I rarely have an idea.” He joked, looking at Joe, surprised he hadn’t gracelessly fallen over his own feet yet. He nudged against Joe still smiling. It was the first time in a long while he had smiled this much in a simple span of time. His mind was completely wrapped around the boy walking beside him, senses filled with him. &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Joe smiled brightly as Sam nudged him. His cheeks were starting to hurt from all the smiling he had done with in the span of a few moments. He squeezed the others hand before leaning over, planting a soft kiss upon his cheek. &amp;#8220;I guess we&amp;#8217;ll just walk until our feet give out.&amp;#8221; He chuckled softly.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23190766979</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23190766979</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 18:59:16 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m41fcbf4oj1r2ggquo1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23083316201</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23083316201</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2012 22:55:56 -0400</pubDate><category>wolf form</category></item><item><title>Marking || Jam</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://delta-sammy.tumblr.com/post/22888865325/marking-jam"&gt;delta-sammy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sam grinned and leaned down slightly to peck Joe on the lips. “Don’t pout like that, Pup.” He teased, rubbing his thumb across the back of Joe’s hand. “So where are we walking to?” He questioned, honestly only finding himself more infatuated with Joe the more he rambled. He thought it was absolutely adorable. Sam continued to watch his slightly flustered soon-to-be-mate. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Joe smiled slightly, shrugging slightly at his question. &amp;#8220;Uh, I don&amp;#8217;t know exactly. I was kind of hoping you&amp;#8217;d have some idea.&amp;#8221; He chuckled softly, squeezing the others hand. He couldn&amp;#8217;t keep his eyes off the other. Even when he wasn&amp;#8217;t fully looking at him he was watching him from the corner of his eye. Everything about the other was simply breath taking.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23083188642</link><guid>http://werewolf-hart.tumblr.com/post/23083188642</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2012 22:53:59 -0400</pubDate><category>Para: Marking</category></item></channel></rss>
