Purpose Driven

A shiver went down her spine as she listened to the delicate woman's whimpered pleading, a wicked grin pulling across her lips. Oh how she had missed this... Having a woman to pull these delightful, airy sounds from, feeling her slender body squirm against her own... Really the only thing missing was the taste of her blood on her tongue, and the sound of her struggling and choking as she crushed her windpipe, but she wouldn't do that to this little one. If she was to have what she wanted she would need obedient wolves to follow her and what was more obedient than a servant? She gave a dark chuckle as Irilyth begged not to be killed and Manea couldn't resist not giving her at least a hint of fear. The paw that had been wrapped tightly around the girl's chest slipped up around her neck, one large paw curling across her throat just under her jaw, forcing her head to stay tipped back as it was and completely exposing her vulnerable throat. Her claws lightly pricked at her neck while she tipped her head to nibble along her throat, savoring how she squirmed in vein while her other paw continued to force her pleasure ever higher. It would have been so incredibly easy to close her jaws around her thin neck and rip her apart, but she wouldn't. Not this time.

"I won't kill you," she replied with a chuckle, her paw relentless while she went back to holding the small woman around her chest to keep her pressed to her, kissing along her neck and cheek. "As long as you're good I'll have no reason to. You'll be good, won't you?" A grin remained on her lips while she continued to have her way with this woman, letting her scent and cries fill this small cave while the sound of the rain drowned out anything that happened between them from the outside world. She pressed her face into the fur around Irilyth's neck, breathing her in and pushing her closer to that peak that she knew was inevitable. Whether Irilyth had wanted this or not was irrelevant. Manea was enjoying herself and that's all that mattered. "Since you agreed so nicely, I think you deserve a treat," she purred, a slight, breathy growl to her words. All of this had fed that never ending fire in her core, winding her tighter and tighter while she took advantage of her new servant, enjoying this feeling of power over her lovely body. She finally pushed her woman over the edge, making her sing and filling the cave with the most delightful noises, a low rumbling growl in her chest as she held Irilyth tighter as it fueled her own desires. So far Irilyth hadn't disappointed, though she wondered how well she might fare once Alastor was involved... She supposed only time would tell, though she made a note to warn her husband not to break her toy. She was quite liking this one.

Once Irilyth was done, Manea wrapped her foreleg across the girl's stomach with a smirk, kissing along her neck while she let her enjoy the after affects of her prize for being so agreeable. She'd have her own pleasure soon enough, but she wasn't an unreasonable mistress. She held her close, warming her still damp pelt and holding her steady in that after glow. "Do you have any questions for me, my dear?" she questioned, opening the floor for Irilyth to ask whatever she pleased before she was taken into her new role as a Mendacium servant, content to just enjoy letting her paws run along this feminine form in her arms for now.

Manea | Temno | Ciemny