Servicing

The possessiveness in his voice was a new flavour for her. It wasn't cruel and domineering. It didn’t sound so bad, coming from him. It sounded like home. At his indication, she grabbed one of the coats, and lay awkwardly on the plush covering. It was far finer than anything she had used before, and even if she was only borrowing it, it was rather pleasant. She shuffled closer to the giant wolf, looking up at him as he spoke.

Cautiously, still trying to feel out the boundaries of her place with him, she reached over and grabbed his paw. Trailing her paw down his pad again in slow circular motions. Listening as he spoke of his Princess and their life. She offered a half smile at his fond words. “I’ll call her Lady then, and let her decide” she said, determined to stay on the good side of both of them.

“I’ve never been someone’s companion before, but I will do my best to provide whatever she needs” Adalia continued, her own smile more relaxed and at home on her face now. No longer was she exaggerating bows or fawning over him. She simple… was. For now, it seemed Art was accepting this more honest version of herself. “You don’t live in the Armada with them?” she wanted to know, noticing the way he separated it into the place ‘they’ lived.

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