The Gift

She'd never really understand the way he saw her, in a physical level and emotional level. It was known just how hard she was on herself but she made a habit of just keeping it to herself. The relationship they had built wouldn't make her feel so insecure, but in this lifestyle she had made she felt she wasn't so desirable. Up until moments like these where she could forget everything outside and feel like it was only her and Alastor.

She took a quiet and sharp breath in as his paw pressed down into the sensitive skin of her stomach. She honestly didn't feel much different than her off seasons because she always craved being with Alastor like this. But there was this sense of maddening that went along with the beginning of their interactions. She couldn't beg him any more through the way she looked at him, the way she gave herself up wholly to him. It wasn't really anything new but from the hidden emotions surrounding their secret loss, this meant more to her than he could know.

She had almost considered sharing a moment of what she had discovered in their short time apart, but it seemed like he would be enough. He always would be. She didn't need drugs to make her feel any better right in this moment. She was always at his will. She could demand, she could beg, but in the end she was only here for just the ways he wanted her. As he slid down her body and made himself comfortable she knew what to expect next. And while it was a physical pleasure that he had shown before, she loved to see the way he reacted to her own body so she knew he would feel the same way about her. She settled in too taking a deep breath as he moved in and started on her. Only this time she'd test her limits a little more. She would learn how to hold back if only just a little more than she had the first time he had tasted her. Their time together escalated quickly from the moment he entered the den but it was what the two of them were after. It was what she had been asking for.

She taught herself how to hold back, at least some until the next time they would do this together. Maybe he could tell how she was dragging out coming to that first close in their evening together, maybe he was even playing a part in it. The way she sighed and whimpered would never cease to tell just how much he did the job right, down to the point where she working with him and then trembling into her end. But she knew it wasn't over, she wouldn't want it to be. Her paws pushed just gently into him to try and give herself some room to roll over onto her stomach, wanting that more feral dominance from him over her. He'd have the upper hand on her either way. His brand over her back was a lot more subtle than it was a year ago, and only seen by those who may have been looking. It was the least of her worries now as she instinctively moved her tail to the side to reveal the results of his own act on her. She knew he would take the bait, it wasn't even needed.

"Relm"