Thrill Me, Chill Me, Fulfill Me

Every sound that was forced past the lips of Cerberus was like music to Scylla. His pleasure was her pleasure. The young woman liked to hear what she was making her lover feel. As Cerberus growled his pleasure into her, Scylla gave a moaning whine in response. Close. They were both so close! Cerberus slammed her up against the bank, fighting to press their bodies together as tightly as possible and the cobalt fae cried out, her head thrown back with pleasure.

Cerberus' pace became staggered and he ground into her with a groan as she fought to hold him within her. A few more mutual rolls of the pairs hips and they finally reached the plateau. Together Scylla and Cerberus crashed, their bodies enveloped in a sense of euphoric pleasure. She clung tightly to him, still writhing and riding out the remainder of the culmination of their lovemaking. It had been exquisite.

Eventually the pleasure died down to just little waves of electricity in Scylla's body and the pair parted. The fae gave a little gasping moan as they were once again separated and arched her back beneath him, her flesh still incredibly sensitive. As Cerberus moved away and shook out, his expletive brought a sultry chuckle from Scylla. The woman rolled onto her belly and followed suit, stretching her body before moving over to lay beside her brother on stone that was cooler than the pools. She lay shoulder to shoulder with him, their bodied curled in opposite directions.

The small woman leaned into the man's striped shoulder, stretching out her neck to place a sweet lick upon his chin. "Thank you," she spoke softly and somewhat hesitantly. "For welcoming me back after I abandoned you." One paw found his muzzle and she turned his head to give him a gentle but loving kiss. "And for this. For loving me enough to love me. I know that most of the world frowns upon these sort of relations, but it felt right to me." Anyone that judged her for that could be damned.

"Scylla Klein"