The cardinal sin

Something that Manea had come to enjoy from her lover was the eagerness and willingness to give her exactly what she wanted. He met her lecherousness with his own and they came together in a wonderfully wild way. She hadn't quite seen the same violent, deadly passion in him yet that had originally attracted her to Alastor, but the intent and focus he kept was sometimes a good thing. He was more nuanced than her husband typically was and that was enjoyable in it's own right. A wicked grin pulled across her lips as he rolled his hips up into hers with the promise of keeping her here for a while to make sure she was screaming for him, making her groan with delight and shiver with anticipation. Her previous fury and betrayal was funneled into her own fiery lust that she unleashed on the pale dire wolf beneath her, using him to soothe that inferno and have her own small piece of revenge for the injustice she couldn't fix without setting her whole world on fire.

- fade -

Manea settled in against Kavik with a breathless, trembling sigh, a grin still lingering on her lips as she rested her head on his chest and curled into his masculine form. She wasn't sure how long she had been tucked away in his den, but he had certainly kept to his word and gave her the satisfaction she desperately needed and the pleasure she badly wanted to wash away her anger from that morning and the previous evening. She rested like that for a bit, catching her breath and letting herself enjoy the afterglow before she allowed her thoughts to be brought back to the ever present issue of her marriage and her wayward husband. Her paw trailed over the side of his chest where her head wasn't laying, letting her claws lightly graze over skin and comb through snowy fur. "If you want to ask now you can," she murmured while her aqua gaze followed her own paw following the slight curve of his torso.

"Manea Mendacium"