I Think We're Close Enough

Relm hadn't seen Alastor as a father figure, she had known him rather vaguely in her young life but she certainly found him in the way he saw himself; her protector. He had killed Kefka for her, something that she honestly probably couldn't have done herself when given the chance. If he hadn't been there that day... there could have been a great chance she would have ended up just like Agria bearing Kefka's children and slaving for him. It was not something on her mind in these very moments, but a thought that had crept up on her when she was drowned out in her head. There was really nothing Relm could do to show the amount of gratitude she had for Alastor.  And what she was experiencing with him now had little to do with that actually.

She reveled in what she did to Alastor herself, the way her body made him feel along with what his did to her. It was a magical combination that she was able to see and admire, and love. Alastor had listened to everything she wanted prior, but the thought of everything he had done for her and how she cared about him is what allowed them to make it this far. Her paws went to move upwards of his chest and around what she could hold around his neck while she initially took the lead. Her pace hadn't stayed in one repetitive motion, but she was certainly more rough than anything else. Her body at times moved slow so she could really feel all of him. She bit her lip often in response with low growls and moans while her back pushed into the surface of the earth under her and into him. She didn't find it hard to look at him but just letting the immense pleasures surround her as she closed her eyes in the feelings before looking back into his dark eyes again. His ruby claws in her were just as enjoyable in the moment as she remembered but more, entirely different than when she was letting him fuck her out of obligation. She found relief in other parts of him aside from any pain she felt. The way she held onto him, pushed into him, she couldn't get enough.

After sometime her pace became even, pushing into his and silently giving him the opportunity to do what he needed, what he wanted to the rest of her while she still danced along with him without fault.  Her jaws split to find purchase in the scruff of his shoulder with more high pitched and feminine groans as he pounded her and she willingly let him have his climatic end if that's what he wanted, and she did too.

"Relm"
F2U base by AshKatu