Why Mess Up A Good Thing

Relm was not- actually there was a small hidden part of her that was scared of Alastor. But maybe that was also a part that drew her into him. Not the entire reason, but probably formed some sort of excitement and arousal from her. She still didn’t resist or back away as he prowled closer to her, even with his intense and demeaning form above her. Relm kept her own gentle and nearly lustful gaze back at him and watched the own tone in his eyes and expression shift to something more meaningful and deeper than what was usually put out from the brute. She could see it in him.

The words she received back were not relieving, but enticing. And she felt this somewhat new and fresh burning desire to just jump under him and into his arms, but she held back. Her eyes carefully scanned around his chest and neck and returned back to his face as he spoke in near promises. He was certainly only fueling the fire.

Knowing that he had thought of her, remembered and thought of the way she looked, sounded, and felt, it had made her feel this sense of admiration and being desired that she hadn’t known before. Maybe it had just drawn from her time being alone in Boreas, but she never wanted to stop feeling this way. It was indescribable how Alastor made her see herself, and it was too good to be true.

Her eyes closed as he touched her, an exhale released from her just from the sheer emotion she had for Alastor and how he was working through her troubles and insecurities with her. Hard and daring eyes flashed back up at him as he asked, her own paw lifted to brush against the grains of his fur on his raised foreleg and towards his rib cage. She was still exploring what she could do to him as well as what he did to her. "Fuck, yes." It was an easy answer, and probably the one Alastor was expecting. But even with the longing in her voice and actions, she turned on a dime, "I do have a problem though." She did withdraw from him slightly, but didn’t remove herself from him. Her paw dropped back down beside her other as did her gaze from his face. "I won’t ask it of you. I won’t pull you from your duties, from your family. I don’t want to do anything else to make Manea dislike me anymore." It was really something she struggled with, maybe not necessarily sleeping with a “married man” but she was really mindful of the way Manea thought of her. Because of the way she felt about Alastor, and Kichi too. Alastor may have had ways to fight for Relm and keep her in pack. But that’s not what she wanted either. The reason she had been avoiding him was because all she could think about was him, but she couldn’t wedge herself into some part of his life. Even while what they shared was different than what he and Manea shared. She was not trying to steal Manea’s husband, she was far from intentions like those.

"Relm"
F2U base by AshKatu