ardent

Ten Thousand Ways To Lose

Alastor



Relm

Somnium

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
18
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
345
player
Chrono I

Samhain 2022Statue 3 WorshipAll Oozed OutThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3By the skin of my teeth
Pride - BisexualMammoth Hunter1KCritical Fail!
06-29-2022, 09:20 PM
Relm was still not versed in kissing, but she didn't have to be. She easily molded to Alastor's movements and found his own rhythm as one. She was still learning with him as her teacher, but he was so much more to her than that. Clearly. She'd never be placed like this beside him otherwise. Her every emotion was raw to him, and really no matter how hard she tried she couldn't block that out. He'd still know when she was off or holding back, he'd know when something was wrong.

This time though... it may have become more clear what was wrong inside her. After their last true encounter it didn't need to go spoken between them as it was most of the time. She couldn't tell him that this very forefront part of her wanted to be in Manea's place, but the emotions were there. Maybe not pinpointed to those specific thoughts, but knowing that Relm would never fully be satisfied with what they had. She could be contented, she could live her life like this until it was Alastor's time. It would always be in an eternal suffering though after their time together.

The longer they kissed, the longer Alastor held her paw and touched her, the easier it was to indulge. To pull herself back into that place with him, to believe or feel for only a few moments that it was just them. She was always at his whim, it was easy for him to direct her but in ways that she wanted unlike the times she had been with other men. With Alastor she loved every way he touched her and moved her, it was a completely other side of the spectrum with anyone else. But she was all the same either way.

She rolled to him, completely embraced by him, she too gasped for air when he took them apart but like she needed more. Like it hurt her to be apart from him. It did. Deeper than just the physical effects he gave her. He thawed her to her core, and just for this moment she could forget anything that was causing her the distress she showed so obviously or at least for him. Her paws carefully ran down his chest when their lips parted her partially lusted gaze flashing up towards his own face, "I'll always want you, Alastor." Just like this, more than this. In his highest or weakest moments. It just kept striking deeper the more she could think about how much she just wanted to be there for him.

"Relm"