How Much It Matters

It had been a while since they were intimate, and the way she felt as Chimera nuzzled across her neck was almost something she had never experienced before. She had times on the ship where she did have physical pleasure with men, but this was completely different. The way Chimera grew on her was something she had never thought she could know, even in freedom.

She fully opened up to him, which may not have been new for them but felt completely different in the time apart from being physical. Reila may have put herself below Chimera’s women, but she had no qualms of him holding her down in his bed even with the possibility of one of the others walking in. There was that tiny little flit in the back of her mind to say she cared, but almost entirely she’d show that wasn’t a worry on her mind. She’d give Chimera what he wanted, if he wanted. Regardless if she felt bothered or not.

The mood shifted though, and only for a split second as Chimera had assured her that Venom would take care of her and them that usual turned up lip went nearly flat to the thought. She picked it back up again as may have been expected of her because she was never a down or worried girl. "You’re going to be fine." She insisted back, raising a paw to brush gently over his cheek and behind his ear, "And I will be too." She didn’t like the idea or talk about something happening to Chimera, but she did put her own little interference in there as if that could reassure him in the case. Not that she expected the other queens to be all fine and dandy, but Siren and Dalila had each other and Aliana had their children. Sometimes it could just feel like him and her and that she was some sort of piece that hadn’t been placed into the puzzle yet.

"Reila"