Nothing's New

‘As many as I can remember.’ The words alone were a thrilling enticement, spoken upon breathless lips and straight into Absinth’s waiting ears. Her gaze bore holes into the younger girl, even as the latter rose to meet Absinth’s gaze, pressing dangerously against her chest. Raka’s fores would venture to clasp around the monochromatic female's neck, pulling her closer into a sweetly intoxicating kiss.

Ah. Fuck. Absinth’s mind wailed with resistance as she fought the allure of the sunset girl, their lips fighting for dominance as tongues met teeth and the soft flesh of their respective maws. Absinth, so willing to indulge the girl’s advances, was taken by surprise as her larger companion suddenly forced her balance backwards – shoving her unto her back with a rolling motion. As they met the ground Absinth released a huff, excitement and astonishment equally overtaking her features as she settled her gaze back onto the bright blues of Raka’s. She was the more experienced wolf here, but the other girl held the advantage of size and weight. Being as this was not a battle of blood and teeth… Absinth was trapped as she did not desire to hurt Karaka in the slightest. She much rather indulge.

Absinth grinned up at her horned beauty, eyes flashing with challenge at her teasing declaration. My turn? What exactly did she expect to do? “And what exactly will you do, my love?” Desire burned like molten rock within her emeralds — in her veins; but the opportunity to tease Karaka was impossible to pass up. Inconceivable to allow the girl’s confidence to diminish, even if she had to play being at her mercy.
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