Why Mess Up A Good Thing

Relm couldn't really be aware of how Alastor connected with her on their level of communication, but she could feel it. She very simply didn't know better ways to interact and didn't have the experience with others to understand entirely what he thought and felt around her. She just knew that when she was around others she felt uncomfortable and maybe almost like there were expectations of her. And with Alastor it was wholly different. Everything she was feeling felt completely driven by or from Alastor, and his own actions probably held a big part of that too. She did feel special when it was just the two of them. If only for a few moments before it was back to her own thoughts and duties.

With a smack to her rump, she didn't quite like it but from Alastor she would and seeing the nature of their time together she wouldn't hinder it as a bad thing. Alastor was willing at her paws as she silently asked what she wanted of him. Her paws spread beside both of his hips as he displayed himself and she didn't dismiss what he wanted to show. She took a moment to look at him, admire his body and himself as he looked at her through his pitch black gaze that didn't hold back any emotion or desires when she looked at him. She could see him.

Only learning from their time together at the lake, her actions were met with both attentiveness but also confidence as her muzzle closed the distance between herself and his stomach, driving nibbles through his thick and flowing fur to the skin. Her elbows originally hooked over his hips with her chest pressed up against his hard parts. She couldn't help the grin on her maw as she pulled herself upwards driving nibbles up his frame reminiscent of how he had once done to her. She kept their bodies maybe too close together as she felt the arousal between them and made her way up chest to chest. She kept herself wrapped up in him, between his paws as her's were curved around his shoulders and neck. Relm may have asked for the upper hand, but that was in no way asking Alastor to give up his own control. In fact she wanted his control more than her own, even with her on top of him. Just a few inches between their faces, her gaze looked to their connected chests before moving up to his face and his dark eyes. While their time together at the lake had been fueled with a lot of deep emotion, this time was different. With real intentions both spoken and felt, she looked at him differently. Her body shifted as she lined their parts up perfectly, touching but playfully not letting him go any further teasing both herself and him. It couldn't be that easy, right?

"Relm"
F2U base by AshKatu