Putting On A Show

Alastor wasn't really met with resistance from the way he kissed her back, but Relm was certainly not in tune with the way this should play out. She tried her best to move along with the way Alastor kissed her, but it was no where near perfect. She was trying though, and focusing on the taste of the elk's blood as well as learning his own unique taste. He was sure to feel how she wasn't fluent to the advances she put on him, but it was easy for her to fall under his silent commands.

Her breath had not stilled from the chase prior, but she was only getting hotter as Alastor pressed on. She was fully at his whim as she had accepted the first time they were together at Kefka's death. But she was more than willing to participate in the ways she wanted and the ways he wanted.

Alastor pulled her paws out from under her, she wasn't necessarily small or light, but compared to him much more dainty and thin. There had been many times in her life where looking back at now she didn't really feel like a woman. And maybe that's what played into her attractions and sexual preferences now. Alastor had made Relm feel beautiful and feminine, but she wondered if anyone else could make her feel the same. If only briefly she thought of how she tried to grab Merrick's attention but he didn't seem interested. To her that only made her feel like she was meant to have this life with Alastor. Maybe not the most ideal life and relationship that others may want, but something she could live with with how Alastor made her feel in these moments.

Feeling the weight of her back against the dead and still bleeding elk, she pulled her face back lightly from his and she still caught her breath as she looked from his face down to his chest. Her body dropped more comfortably over the warm elk while her paws carefully placed over the surface of his forelegs that was not the first time she had touched him like this. It was like a part of her was scared to touch him, like he would jump back ten feet from her or maybe even completely vanish. Her paw pads so light and gentle over his skin which was so unlike her in their most intimate moments. With her burning gaze moving back to his, blood was no longer dripping down his lips as it was no doubt marked over her own mirrored from the kiss she pursued. "Fuck Alastor, you're so hot." Her voice let out in heady tones and before she could get another breath in, her paws flexed over his legs to pull him into her. In the heat of the chase and the kill even for her, it had given her a different approach and fending off their desires as she had before was the last thing on her mind. She was eager and rough as ever, and she was ready for what he was about to do to her.

"Relm"