not maybe, definitely

Maverick watched Venom with intense fascination as she body writhed and danced for him beneath the pleasure he was bestowing her with. Every flick or roll of his tongue brought new or intensifying reactions from the monochrome-coated monarch. His pleasing of the lady became something of a game to him, trying to find every spot on and in Venom's body that made her make those wonderful responses. With the focus of a monk, Mav brought Venom through a riptide of ecstasy, his large paws flexing over her shapely hips to press his claws into her tender flesh, not enough to break the skin but enough for her to feel the points gripping her in a possessive, protective hold. The dire brute wanted the svelte fae to know that she belonged to him for the night. Come the morning, things would likely be different. There may be regrets on her end, they may go back to the way they were before they entered this den of hedonism tonight, Mav couldn't be certain. Would the Empress want to keep him as a dirty little secret? A once-and-done deal to make herself feel good? To be honest, he hadn't put any thought towards what the dawn might hold in store for them or what this meant to her or to him. There would be plenty of time for reflection during the quiet post-coital moments they would no doubt be sharing a number of times tonight.

Mismatched ears flicked and stood at attention while the star-speckled man listened to the rapid breathing of his lover punctuated by heady gasps and quiet whines for more. Her sounds of pleasure aroused him, bringing him eagerly along with her and spurring him on to push her past that wondrous edge. He felt Venom's body tense in his hold and knew she would be drawing close to her finish. The corners of his lips curled up in a wolfish grin; good, the Empress needed her release. Maverick was ravenous, devouring Venom as if it were the last thing he would do in this life. Impassioned, yet ever careful with her, not wanting to exacerbate her injury while bringing her the greatest amount of euphoria he could. Venom was beautiful in this moment, a wild animal of feminine lust and delight enjoying the pleasures of her flesh. He wondered if she ever saw herself this way? Was she always the uptight Empress in her mind, or did she fantasize while she lay in bed at night of being a primal creature of female sexuality? Well, she certainly would now! Maverick was relentless, pleasing Venom with practiced motions to find exactly what she liked best, then targeting those reactions nonstop. The dire wolf wanted to see and feel Venom come undone for him, and he would get what he wanted.

When his efforts finally did bring Venom crashing into her quivering climax, only the did Maverick begin to slow, gradually lightening up but never stopping his actions to let the Abraxas woman ride her pleasure through to the afterglow at the end. As her body settled in the throes of her orgasm, then Maverick would withdraw himself from between her thighs with a lick of his lips, slowly crawling his way back up to cover her body with his own, his larger masculine bulk settling carefully atop her curves as if they were meant to fit together. As he settled over her, he leaned his muzzle in to playfully nip at one of her paws, eyes flashing mischievously as he teased her previous biting of his toes. One paw continued to caress her hips and waist, keeping her held tight to him and carefully adjusting her body to work with her injury. The other dipped beneath her and slid up Venom's back, following the curve of her spine until he was cradling her head and gazing down into those pleasure-glazed sunset eyes, meeting her gaze with a grin while he enjoyed the look on her face. His hips pressed gently to hers, feeling their intimate parts meet, but not taking her just yet.

"You ready, Venom?" he asked in a husky purr, leaning in close enough to just barely brush his lips against hers, not quite kissing her yet, but giving Venom all the opportunity to do as she wished with him. His question didn't leave an option for declining. They were both too far gone past that point, he knew. Neither would say no to the other. The only question that remained was whether Venom was ready to take that plunge with him.

"Maverick"