picnic sand

Siren knew what was going on with her body, though now at the very beginning her own primal desires were underdeveloped to the pint they were still subconscious. The way she held onto her brother and pressed herself against him subtle cues to what her body wanted. Siren didn’t know what she wanted, nor did she have any idea what she was doing to poor Chimera. She had noticed the change of her scent, she didn’t understand what it did to those around her.

They were quiet together, whispering softly as she asked about Viper. Why was she special, why did he care so much about her? His answer was simple and Siren didn’t need more of an explanation. That he answered her at all about the woman slightly surprised her, but all she had to do was ask and Chi would provide for her. She asked him if he had to go, if he had to leave her, and while she shut her eyes to the answer she was expecting they fluttered open under pale lashes.

Chimera’s lifted to her chin and he tilted her head up from his chest to look into his dual toned eyes. With one smooth motion he pressed his lips to hers. She gasped softly, surprised in part by Chimera’s sudden passionate affections. The other part was the sudden fiery ache deep in her abdomen. Another soft whine left her as conflict filled her. She wanted this, but her mind screamed in protest. How could she tell Chimera no? Siren had never protested, the closest she came to going against his will was seeking out Dalila for herself. How could she tell him no when all she wanted was to press harder against him?

Her baser desires won out, after only a moment of tension Siren relaxed back against Chimera. She shoved down the conflicting thoughts and any rebellion and yielded to her brother. Her dainty paws trailed through his fur and her bright eyes fluttered closed. Dalila’s features flashed in her mind and again she wanted to say no, to stop and run away from whatever this was. But she wasn’t strong enough to assert her will over Chimera’s

"Siren Primrose Klein"