hold onto 16 as long as you can

Hattori wasn’t close to her but he was the closest she had to an unrelated man in the near vicinity. Venom wasn’t some crazed harlot, but him being here in such an intimate and secluded setting were starting to get to her. The Empress had grown comfortable in the Shinobi’s presence as well, showing her irritation wasn’t something she’d offer every wolf in the Empire. Venom felt like she had become completely honest with her hired hand, she hoped that she hadn’t to the point of folly.

She knew that he would do whatever she asked of him, anything her heart desired he would give to her of that she had no doubt. But Venom would not ask for this. Not today at least. Hopefully the idea didn’t linger and fester for too long. She wanted to be certain of herself, but even as the thought was dismissed it made to wiggle back to the forefront of her mind.

"Do you require anything else of me?"

Venom’s features swiftly returned to his expression, the way his brow arched and how the words fell on her ears brought a surge of electricity through her body. Like a cold chill up her spine she wondered if he could read her mind. Surely he only meant their next lesson.

”Would you take me outside? I’m in need of some fresh air.” If that wasn’t an understatement. ”We can have our next lesson on the beach, and then perhaps visit my new cousins?” When had she gotten into the habit of asking over commanding? Perhaps it was just Hattori and his handsome features...