secure my chains, make them tight

É R E B O S


♆
she was dominant, even in bed. she held true to her persona even when no one was looking. something erebos could not say for himself, despite his act. he had a passionate hue to him, and he wondered if would seep onto her this night. mentally, he fought any organic sense of imprinting on her, knowing better than to pour his emotions here where they seemingly felt.. uninvited. and he was okay with that-, remembering fic and his warmer place there.
as she grew closer, she took hold of him, captivating his eyes as his lids lowered ever so slightly; completely relaxed as his neck and shoulders released their tautness. his biceps flexed while she traced his neck, her claws coming to scrape against his skin before coming to hold his jowls. he slightly bared his large fangs at her in response, growling as if to remind her. "careful widow.." he warned her, letting her know he was not a beast that was to be controlled. she may of had rank over his head, and perhaps even their children later. but widow needed to learn of his own welding force; an ego that matched, if not competed with her own. a powerhouse if they allowed it to be, but there was bound to be friction.
she embraced him then, coming forth to kiss him. and he kissed back with a sense of greed as he began to shift his weight forward, leaning into her body as he'd wrap his muscular arms around her sleek figure, catching her. widow then came to whisper in his left ear, to which he paid no mind to. knowing of his actions today and their consequences tomorrow. knowing that here, he sealed his deal for linage, his status and his potential. the breeding grounds were fertile of what was to come, whatever that was. his to tell and his to know. widow could only mean one thing right now: his opportunity. taking advantage of her heat and intending to impregnate her as soon as he could- stealing the best chances for his offspring; knowing medusa would love them, even. two formal queens. erebos would give his seed only the best seats, skipping the massive line of peasants that walked boreas. forever spreading his line. erebos was a highlander- widow just didn't know that yet. never intending to piggy back of her superiority, but instead wanting to compliment it as he shaped his own.
coming to climb onto him, he was ready with a hung erection. and as gravity brought her down, their hips aligned. he groaned, his chest vibrating a guttural growl of pleasure that seeped out. his eyes lowly and focused on her as if in her trance. fixated on her body as he sent her slowly up, then down for some moments. repeating into a gradually fast thrust until he climaxed in her.
panting by now, he awaited her to move from atop his lower body. he collected himself, sighing as he felt instant relief and warm blood flush over his face. closing his eyes for only a few seconds, he looked at her. "Do you want me to leave?" he asked, making sure not to overstay his welcome in her den.

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