Absolution

Io didn't wait any longer, interruptions forgotten as their lips met and Deathbelle was pulled closer. She didn't miss the dark glimmer in Iolaire's eye as she pulled back from her affections. Her approach completely different from the first time together, Deathbelle only grinned in reply. Her heart raced inside her chest and her skin prickled excitedly as she submitted to her lover's touch. There were not many the Empress allowed such a potion over her but she enjoyed the release of control. Her whole life and empire built on her word, allowing Iolaire to lead her instead brought total relaxation.

Deathbelle rolled back easily, exposing the ivory fur and pink skin of her belly. Dainty paws were pulled to her chest and alabaster tail swayed slowly over the soft furs. With Io's one motion the Klein goddess gave herself freely to the silver marked healer. A soft whine fell over dark lips as she reached up to nip lightly at the underside of Iolaire's jaw. Excitement raced through her, eager for this change in her mistress.