Make yourself useful

Keelin didn't immediately jump up and try to run away with her newfound freedom, but he could see the shifting emotions on the woman's face. He watched her, mismatched eyes narrowing the longer she took to answer. Then, in the end she told him that she didn't in fact want to be free of him. The dire brute grinned. "I didn't think you would," he spoke. "You're too loyal to run. Too dependent to be on your own. To little and frail to care for yourself." As he spoke these words, one big, black paw rose and began moving suggestively down the fae's spine to grasp at her rump. Even if Keelin hadn't agreed to stay with him, she would have. He would fill her with his puppies and he'd get to choose which one to keep. That was just how it was going to be. She really had no say.

The brindled fae kissed and nibbled along his muzzle and a low rumble of pleasure emanated from him. The flick of her tail was noted and the paw upon her rump pulled her in closer. He knew Keelin well, inside and out and even after all this time, he enjoyed having his way with her. She was the only woman that hadn't gotten boring after he fucked her. Perhaps it was because she bent so well to his will. Perhaps it was because she kept things exciting and kept her body just how he liked it. Either way, Keelin wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

"You act like you want something," the purple brute purred against the fae's cheek, his teeth grazing the shorter fur there. The paw that had settled upon the woman's rump shifted, sliding slowly around until it was nestled nicely between her thighs. The huge, curved talons of his paws pulled across her tender flesh, but not enough to draw blood or even raise welts. Just enough to remind her that they were there. "Tell me what you want, Keelin." Lecherous bastard that he was, he wanted to hear straight from the woman's mouth just what she wanted him to do to her. Then, if he was feeling generous, he would decide whether or not to indulge her request or not. In the meantime, the rough pads of his paw continued to slowly drift over the most sensitive parts of her. Already his arousal was growing, he just wanted to hear her say it before he acted.

"Merrick Mendacium"