Set Me on Fire

Chimera led Aliana through the gathering, ever the attentive mate. There was rarely a time that he wasn't touching her in some manner or another. As they drifted through the crowd, many steered clear, giving the Fenmyrian King a wide berth. His family came to give their greetings and a bit of chitchat and that was just fine. There weren't any wolves here that Chimera particularly cared to speak to. He kept to himself and they could keep to themselves as well. The man much preferred to keep a small, close circle rather than be friends with every wolf that wagged a tail at him.

His clouded queen sipped at wine as did the rest of the rabble, but Chimera did not. The man barely drank at home in the safety of his own kingdom. There was no way that he would imbibe out in the middle of so many strangers. He didn't like not being in control and he would have liked it even less out of his comfort zone. Who knew what kind of trouble these wolves were capable of? Besides, drinking brought out a different side of him. A side that he couldn't fully trust. So, it was better to abstain. He didn't mind his little woman drinking though. Aliana was free to enjoy herself to the fullest if she wished. He would care for and look after her drunk or sober.

More than once a brute drifted uncomfortably close to the pair and a low growl was given in warning, lips peeling back to flash noxious bridgework for but a moment. The message received, the offending wolves slunk off and away from Chimera and his queen. No doubt it was the heady scent of her heat that was drawing them near. With so much alcohol being consumed, their inhibitions were lowered. It seemed that Aliana's were as well. The delicate fae leaned against him, thanking him for bringing her. Chimera chuckled, smiling down into the lovely face of his woman. "Who else would I bring?" Was she not the love of his life? Did he not take her on more outings than his other queens? Were they not happiest together?

Aliana propositioned him, her slender frame pressing into his with that delectable little grin of hers. "You can't even wait until we get back home, you little harlot," he spoke in an affectionate whisper, teeth gently finding the fae's cheek to trail nibbles along it. Chimera was far from shy. If he wished to bestow affections upon his woman in view of the world, then he very well would. Well, she'd requested it of him and he wouldn't deny her. Again his paw found her rump and he turned her around, pointing her away from him. "Lead the way, my lascivious queen." He would take her wherever she deemed fit.

"Chimera & Aliana"