not maybe, definitely

The same blissful, almost dopey grin that was on Venom’s face was also plastered on Maverick’s countenance as well. Although he was starting to get familiar with Venom and her unique anatomy more and more with every passing moment spent in one another's company, there were still surprises to the Ashen alphess that he hadn't discovered yet. His avoidance of her quills in her scruff hadn't been out of insight, but sheer dumb luck, a dumb luck that ran out only a moment later when he ran his paw a little too high and pressed a little too deep into her neck fur. A sharp prick to his paw made Maverick pull his paw back with a sharp hiss of breath through his teeth, shaking his paw to dispel the sting left behind in his unfortunate digit. What the fuck was that?! Cocked a brow in confusion and curiosity, the dire brute carefully placed his paw back over Venom's scruff and began to comb through her coat with much more cautious movements until he felt the firm spines of her quills hidden in her plush fur. He chuckled under his breath and returned to stroking up and down the lady's back, being more mindful of her hidden defensive mutation. "You're just full of surprises, aren't you?" he whispered with a bit of affection and adoration in his voice for the rare creature that Venom was. As a wolf of normality save for his fur pattern and massive size, mutations were something new to Maverick, and Venom had them in spades it seemed.

Venom assured him through breathy whispers that she was better than fine, and anything but hurt by their vigorous lovemaking. She tilted her head up and those sunset eyes gazed up into his again, their muzzles so close he could feel her every warm exhale against his nose. It made Maverick smile in his floaty daze while he just lost himself in her twilight eyes. She wore a look of total satisfaction that worked wonders on Mav's ego—not that it needed to be inflated more than it already was—that he could put an alpha in such a state of bliss. Venom made a comment about them still being strangers after their night, to which he responded with a short laugh that gently jostled her on top of his chest. "Are you saying you actually want to get to know the scruffy vandal poking around your front lawn now, Miss Empress?" he teased her, leaning in to flick his pink tongue across the end of her nose. "Better be careful with me, Ven, you never know what a ruffian like me could be up to." Maverick gave the fae a wink and squeezed her gently in his embrace, teasing her with the words she'd used on him during their first meeting. He was savoring the sensations of her body touching his for as long as it would last, as he knew this would all be temporary. It always was and always would be.

Shifting just a bit so he could lean his muzzle up to brush Venom's brow and forehead with tender little kisses, Maverick released a deeply contented sigh, his tail giving a lazy wag beneath him on the furs while he basked in the post-coital pleasure and heady high he was still floating in. It felt a lot like drifting away in a calm and endless sea, his body going wherever the tide carried him. Yesterday he had been a vagabond and nobody. Tonight he was the lover of the Empress. Who knew what he would be tomorrow? "This is how you should always be, Venom—happy," he murmured under his breath while he watched Venom enjoying the same afterglow he was, his paws never stopping their roaming over her body while they rested.

"Maverick"