just one night couldn't be so wrong

Deathbelle found her mind divided but still focusing on the man she held close. Her eyes, her lips and speech focused on his words, on his dancing eyes and his tantalizing lips. This was a much slower burn, a gentle whisper on hot coals as they slowly rekindled the fire between them. There wouldn’t need to be much effort, she could feel the burn of passion in her stomach as the rest of her attention was on the way his toes and paw brushed against her flesh and massaged her body. His suggestive motions teased and distracted her, causing her breath to hitch as he laughed lightly in answer.

”Promise?” She teased back, knowing full well she was the only wolf in Boreas to hold that title. For now. She couldn’t think about what Venom would think when the message arrived to her. Thoughts of home were drowned out as Lament touched a more sensitive place on her belly and she gasped lightly in surprise, her lips parted as lilac eyes were captured in his gaze. Her skin burned as she reveled in this slow deliberate teasing.

She pressed herself closer to him, the feel of the space between their bodies creating electricity. ”What will you do with the most beautiful Empress on the island?” She teased him darkly, her lips aiming to kiss him again. She couldn’t stop herself, she desired him with reckless abandon.