Breaking Bad

Manea clutched tighter to Irilyth with a groan and a shiver running through her at the beautiful, euphoric cries and sounds she pulled from her lover, especially when Irilyth moaned out her name. She had never really minded Irilyth calling her 'mistress' and sometimes when she was feeling particularly dominant she'd still want that from the stunning woman in her arms, but right now hearing her cry out her name was everything she wanted and more. Her paw continued to work expertly at bringing Irilyth all of this pleasure that was making her writhe and squirm in her grasp while her lips and teeth teased Irilyth's throat, savoring the feeling of their bodies tangled together and the sound of her cries, her whines, and her heavy, panting breaths filling her ears. She was everything she wanted and needed in this moment and her entire attention was wrapped up in this delicate fae. She would never have imagined that she would be this infatuated and obsessed with Irilyth when she randomly scooped her up back before the twins were born, but since then she had become such an important part of her life and their family.

A shiver of ravenous pleasure and desire ran through her when Irilyth finally hit the peak of her pleasure, taking in every delicious reaction from her keening moans to the curl of her toes as her body tensed and shuddered against her own. Her light teasing continued through the duration of her plateau of pleasure to let Irilyth ride it out for as long as possible before she finally slipped her paw away once Irilyth's form relaxed back into hers again. She gave a low chuckle at the pleasure that Irilyth was clearly floating on, a sly grin on her muzzle and an absolutely hungry aqua gaze taking in the mess that she had made of Irilyth. She hardly gave Irilyth time to recover before she was moving again and her kisses and teasing nibbles resumed along Irilyth's throat as she started to devour this sweet little morsel of a fae. Her affections followed the curve of her neck and chest, making her way down Irilyth's stomach and over her waist until she had settled with her lips between Irilyth's legs, leaving torturously teasing nibbles and light bites along her inner thighs, catching her skin gently between her teeth.

With long, savoring, skilled movements of her tongue she brought Irilyth back to her heights of her pleasure while she got a full taste of everything that her lover had to offer. She gave a lustful, needy groan against her as all of her senses were filled with everything that Irilyth was, her taste on her tongue, her voice in her ears, her scent filling her nose. Her heavy lidded, lust drunk gaze remained on Irilyth as she worked, taking in every little reaction like it was the most entertaining show she had ever experienced. While she enjoyed Irilyth like she was the most delicious meal she could have imagined, Manea's paw trailed down her own body to satisfy the fire that was threatening to burn her alive, her eyelids fluttering as her paw pads found the source of that fire with an impassioned, muffled moan against Irilyth. The more high on her own pleasure she became the more ravenously she devoured Irilyth until she caught them both in a cycle of endless spikes of pleasure, finding their peaks over and over together until she was finally satisfied and willing to pull her muzzle away.

She was panting heavily with a deliriously pleasured grin on her lips as she pulled herself back up to flop beside Irilyth on the furs. She was licking her lips clean as she wrapped Irilyth up in her embrace again and pulled the smaller woman to her, tucking her possessively into her chest. For a while she simply laid in the head spinning after glow of her pleasure, catching her breath and letting the pleasant tingles that covered her skin slowly fade. At some point her breathing settled and she affectionately nuzzled Irilyth's ears, gently and tenderly grooming them while she held her. She was still high on the euphoria of it all when the words she had kept tucked in the back of her mind came rolling out past her lips, but even as they escaped her she didn't regret them. "I love you, Irilyth..." she whispered softly, giving her a slightly tighter squeeze in her embrace. She had become so much more than just her handmaiden or friend or even just her lover. She had secured a permanent place in her life and with her inhibitions non existent as they were it was easy for her to finally express what she should have told Irilyth long ago.

"Manea Mendacium"