Breakfast in Bed

N/A · 11-19-2020, 10:10 PM

It was a difficult task for Azriel to not scoff or roll his eyes when Fel spoke of a duty and promise she made that prevented her from joining their coterie, the snark-addled male instead looking away when she responded to them to hide any possible facial ticks he hadn't concealed. Duty... Honor... What inane concepts. The world was owed nothing, and no one was worth any vows or promises. But if that was what Fel believed, so be it. Was this why she looked so miserable, because of someone else? Questions abounded, but now was neither the time nor the place to ask, especially not when she began entwining herself around Sibyl. Intrigued grey eyes moved back to the embracing ladies, watching on while Sibyl further snuggled herself into Fel's body. In their time together, Azriel had never actually seen Sibyl intimately interact with another female. She seemed enthralled with Fel, a smile on her face the likes of which the dark-furred brute hadn't ever seen her wear before. Perhaps he'd unintentionally starved the poor girl of any female affections. He made a mental note to include female targets in their future schemes to keep his partner happy.

A flash of vibrant red caught steel grey as the two wolves met gazes once more, staring at the upside-down obsidian wolf as she invited him over to join. His ear flicked, blinking in surprise, not entirely sure he had heard her correctly. Here he had thought she didn't trust him, and he wouldn't have blamed her, but now... Even though he wasn't sure where he stood with Fel yet, that was indeed a tempting offer. Sibyl's eyes joined Fel's as both girls stared at him, waiting for his response. A quick cursory glance over the two tangled faes was all it took to convince Azriel to throw caution to the wind and enjoy the experiences he was presented with. Rising back to his paws, the striped male made his way over to where the two lay in the sunshine. As he walked around to Fel's opposite side, he took the liberty of letting his eyes roam over the two again. Both faes, gorgeous in their own rights, laid out at his paws, watching him with expectant eyes. This was wholly uncharted territory for Azriel, as he seldom ever involved himself with new wolves, especially not permitting them to get this close. But Fel had him curious, attached like a fish on a hook and she was reeling him in.

"It'd be my pleasure," he remarked with a crooked smile, a rumbling masculine purr in his voice as he spoke. Sure, he could have chosen to lie beside Sibyl, but that wasn't anything new to him. Besides, he was very curious to see how Fel would react to be sandwiched between the two wolves. Grinning to himself at the thought, Azriel lay down next to Fel, following her lead and rolling over onto his back with paws tucked to his broad, toned chest on reflex. It was another foreign feeling, being exposed like this. Azriel had always been the one dominant and in control, and Sibyl had never tried to challenge or change that. But Fel had presented her tummy first, and it would be significantly more fun to meet her on her own level.

The sunlight felt wonderfully warm against his dark fur, and as he settled in beside them, he slid his larger, muscular body against Fel's side, almost able to swallow her up from the sheer size difference between them. He didn't immediately go to touch her just yet, allowing Fel to set the pace. It was clear that she was much more comfortable with Sibyl, she could make the first moves and get comfortable with him at her own pace. It was a difficult restraint, however, to keep himself from reaching over to touch her luxurious-looking fur, or pulling her in closer to feel her body next to his. Being near Fel felt like navigating a minefield, one that he hadn't quite mastered yet, but that was part of the fun!

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