Out of the Norm

It seemed as though the woman liked her new seat upon his belly and lap. She stretched her little body out along him, curling her skilled digits in the fur of his chest, prompting a rumbling growl of pleasure from Merrick. Her words regarding being impregnated drew yet another growl from him, but this time it was a growl of intrigue, the brow above his marked eye lifting curiously. She wanted to be his? Willingly? That was a shocker. After all of the things that he'd done to her. After all of the abuse and the nasty things he'd said. After the scars upon her body, she was choosing to be his. Choosing to be filled with his pups. It was... arousing, to say the least.

The dainty fae ground her heated nethers against his, pulling a groan from the man as his body responded with prompt eagerness. She knew what to do to get him riled up, they'd been together long enough and had fucked long enough for her to have learned his triggers. Sliding herself along him teasingly was one of those triggers, and as her tail drifted lower, brushing lightly across other bits, his grip upon her hips tightened momentarily. He knew what was coming and so did she.

The striped fae positioned herself well and sank onto him with a breathy moan. Lavender ears pricked forward, catching ever second of the sound. He loved hearing her. Not because of her own pleasure, but because it was all thanks to him. Without his body, there was no way that she'd feel such pleasure at all. It was a testament to his own prowess, girth, and skill. Granted, he had to give a little positive reinforcement to keep her going. It was only fair.

Taloned paws gripped the woman's hips and he pushed her down upon him, groaning out her name as he did so. Not "Woman." Not "Slave." "Keelin..." he groaned, lids dropping closed as he savored the heat of the fae. She was like wildfire and he was a dry forest waiting to be consumed by her. With Keelin on top, all Merrick had to do was hold onto her hips and let her work for a while. When he felt like he needed more, he'd take control. For now, however, he was content to let the woman ride.

"Merrick Mendacium"