Something In The Way

Reila was sending him all of the signals to let him know that she wanted him. It was... outrageously enticing. He'd fantasized about mating with this small, bob-tailed woman on numerous occasions. Usually after their hunts when his blood was pumping and the adrenaline was upon him. Today was not one of those days, however. Both wolves were calm and collected. Or at least he was.

As Reila's expression changed and she whispered his name, the black and white brute's inner angel and demon began arguing. His conscience was telling him two things. One-kiss the woman because it took a lot of growth for a former slave to seek pleasure out on her own. Two- Excuse himself and head back to the island because Reila had been drinking and we couldn't be sure if she was fully in control of her mental faculties. It was a war within him and the longer he sat there looking at the fae's upturned muzzle, the bloodier that war became.

A small paw rested upon the King's chest and he glanced towards it for a moment. With a sigh, one paw raised up to gently take Reila's chin. Chimera tilted the woman's muzzle downward, simultaneously moving forward. He placed a kiss upon her brow, holding the contact for a few seconds before drawing away. Rising from his place, Chimera tucked the furs around the woman and fed the fire a few logs. "Enjoy your change of scenery, Reila," the brute said in surprisingly soft tones. He then turned and left, moving towards the ferry that would take him back across to the island.

Chimera's emotional state was erratic. He was more than a little aroused, he felt honored that Reila would choose him, he felt sad that he'd turned her down, he felt angry that he couldn't do what his instincts told him was right. After he crossed to the isle, rather than going to join Aliana, Chimera changed course and made his way to the yacht. He would stay there for the night instead of with either woman. It seemed right to not taint his time together with either of them that way.

"Speech"