Fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice... you can't fool me twice

Ruse felt like she already had the answer to her question when she saw how Requiem's grin widened at her teasing comment about her father, but he cemented the thought when he stood and stepped over to where she was laying, looming over her at his full height. It made her heart skip as she looked up at him with a knowing grin, keeping her gaze on his as his paw lifted to her cheek and tipped her muzzle up towards his. The proximity of him and how very close his lips were to meeting hers made her breath catch in her chest, entranced as he cupped her jaw and held her so temptingly close, but kept her from getting any closer at the same time. She thought for certain that he was going to kiss her and kick off this evening together then and there, but instead he made a lustful promise of making her father hate him by the end of the night. That made her grin widen in response, a little shiver of excitement running down her spine. Even though she had slept with a few brutes here and there during her travels she had never come across anyone quite like Requiem and he had a certain air about him that she was already enjoying quite a bit.

She was briefly disappointed as he released her jaw and stood again, but not even a moment later he surprised her again by ducking down and lifting her onto his back as if she weighed nothing. It made her gasp with shock and giggle as she shifted to wrap her forelegs around his neck to hold on to him just before he took off, leaving the remnants of their dinner behind. She didn't know where he was taking her, but there was no complaints from her as he carried her off across the prairie. Wherever it was she knew she was in for a good time tonight. Soon enough he slowed and took her to a den that was inset into the side of a hill, the pale light of the moon and stars suddenly obscured as they went inside. There wasn't much to the simple den besides a bed of furs, but what else did they really need? There wasn't much time to examine her new surroundings as she landed gently on the bedding and her field of view was quickly taken over by Requiem once again. His larger frame pinned hers down to the bedding and she wore a grin as she looked up into the hungry, lustful gaze of her lover for the night. The way he looked at her was so much more primal than what she was used to and there was a little flutter of nerves in her chest that was quickly drowned out by her own heady desire.

She stretched out her lithe body beneath his while he openly admired her, making her feel like more of a sexy fae than she ever had. Her paws traced up over the upper part of his toned forelegs and shoulders, brushing over his chest before looping around the back of his neck, getting her first real feel of the rugged brute above her. She felt the slightly raised ridges of the scars that littered his skin as her claws combed through his crimson fur and it made her all the more curious about this man that had swept her away for what was already turning into a very memorable night. Before she could really ponder it though he finally picked up where he had left off and claimed her lips with his own. A soft hum of delight escaped her as her dual toned eyes fluttered closed and her forelegs tightened around his neck, pulling her chest tighter into his. This was certainly not the way she had expected her night to go, but she was oh so glad she had decided to go after that wounded deer.

- fade -

"Rusalka Alondra Klein"