Variety is the Spice of Life

Kavik couldn’t help but shoot Manea a naughty grin up from over his shoulder when she playfully chided him for his greedy request for both reward and punishment. That cocky, lecherous grin was momentarily wiped from his face when Manea’s large tiger paws kneaded over a particularly tight knot in his shoulders, her soft yet powerful paws coaxing a deeply satisfied groan from him as the exquisite pain and pleasure spiked through his brain. The violet fae worked over his muscles like she had made them with her own paws, hunting down each pain point and erogenous zone with an intimate knowledge of someone who knew the male form well—or perhaps she just knew his body very well by now. It did make him quite envious of Alastor, thinking about how the lucky brute got to have these amazing paws all over him any time he wanted.

Another deep baritone groan of pain and pleasure escaped the arctic brute’s mouth as Manea gave an especially firm squeeze over the tops of his shoulders, making his body tense and relax all at once beneath her wonderful ministrations. "Mmm how can I not be greedy with you when you treat me like this, gorgeous?" he quipped back, a wide, blissful grin on his face while he luxuriated in Manea’s attention. Besides, he didn’t get a lot of quality time with Manea since most of it was spent with her whiny husband. Of course he was going to be greedy and take as much time with her as he could get! His request did draw forth a salacious grin from Manea and made Kavik wonder just what she had concocting up in that beautifully lecherous mind of hers. But as Manea’s skillful paws made their way slowly down his body with methodical and practiced kneads and rolls of her digits through his thick fur and over his taut muscles, he supposed he would be finding out soon enough.

Icy blue eyes slowly drifted closed while Kavik languished in Manea’s masseuse skills. Down and down his body Manea gradually worked on his body, melting muscles and setting his nerves ablaze with static tingles wherever she touched him. The tension in his belly grew tighter and tighter as those incredible leonine paws moved down his spine and over the small of his back, along his sides, all the way down to his waist. The lower she went, the more that lusty smile on the white brute’s muzzle grew, his body practically shivering with eager anticipation as his lover descended down his broad, muscled form towards more sensitive areas. The squeezes of Manea’s paws groping and massaging over his hips and rump drew rumbling murrs from deep within the dire brute’s chest, eyes still closed but grin widening to flash his sharp teeth in eager glee. His tail flicked and twitched around her paws with visible delight. When Manea nudged his hips and instructed him to roll over, Kavik didn’t need to be told twice! "As you command, my beautiful alphess,"he replied in purring husky lyrics. With a flex of muscle, Kavik rolled over on the furs until he was on his back beneath Manea, the violet fae straddling his midsection as he left his underbelly and all his sensitive male parts exposed to her gaze and touch, grinning up at her as he awaited whatever she wanted to do to him next.

"Kävik av Fjellen"