Purpose Driven

Manea had been far too lost in the desperate cries of her new handmaiden and the way her delicate paws felt stroking over her neck and shoulders to spare any attention to her husband appearing int he cave's entrance. A delighted grin pulled across her lips as Irilyth enthusiastically agreed to this new life she was offered, promising to do whatever she desired to have it. Manea chuckled, the sound breathless from how much desire and heat this little fae was building in her core while her lips continued to temptingly brush against the pale lips of the woman in her grasp. She finally stopped teasing the poor girl, her paw no longer teasingly brushing her most intimate parts and instead seeking out those spots that had made her squirm and moan so easily before. "Then you're mine, my darling," she declared in a low purr, finally pressing her lips to Irilyth's as she claimed this little fae that would be at be at her side every day going forward. Somehow finding a handmaiden made her path and future feel all the more real. She was her first subject for the new power she intended to build for herself and how fitting it was to be the woman that would be tending to her and her family.

The familiar, deep chuckle interrupted her and she lifted her lips away from Irilyth's to glance up at her husband with a smirk. She had wondered if perhaps he would come looking for her with the storm raging as it was. He was nothing if not protective of her and that had only increased ten fold once she started carrying his children. The paw that was making the little woman in her embrace writhe against her never paused, continuing to pleasure her even as Alastor walked toward them with a comment about finding a new toy and his hope that this one lasted longer than the last. She held her handmaiden a little tighter against her chest with an obvious possessiveness at the thought, fixing her husband with a glance that was equal parts hard warning and heated lust. All the while her paw continued to push her woman toward her peak, letting Alastor watch and enjoy all he wanted with Irilyth's leg pinned under her own, forcing her to be exposed to his prying eyes.

"She's mine," she warned him, a smirk playing on her lips even though her aqua gaze made no mistake that her words were serious. "Little Irilyth is going to be my handmaiden so you're not allowed to break her - understand?" She would give Alastor many things and adored the way he painted the world in blood wherever they went, but even he was given boundaries she expected him to follow. Her smirk pulled into a grin once he agreed and she gave a pleased murr. "Good... I will share her with you though, my demon - after I get her some contraceptives and not a moment before. Unless you want to risk having to kill the pups you give her?" She knew how much Alastor hated even having to kill any portion of their children as it was, much less all of the children that he put in Irilyth's belly. Pups were is one and only weakness. She looked down at Irilyth thoughtfully for a moment a wicked grin pulling across her features. "Though I guess since you're here..." she began, giving Alastor another brief glance before she started to move.

Manea released Irilyth from her grasp and rolled to her feet so that she was standing over the smaller woman. She slipped a foreleg under her handmaiden and pulled her forward, keeping her on her back and sliding her up along the cave floor until she could easily dip her muzzle down between Irilyth's thighs. "Why don't you take me while I enjoy my new little toy, darling?" she asked, shooting Alastor a grin and flicking his chin with her tail before she lowered her chest to the ground while her rump remained in the air for him, getting her first delightful taste of her handmaiden, easily losing herself in the haze of lust and desire.

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Manea | Temno | Ciemny