So you're what all the fuss is about

Oh, what a surrender it truly was! Ember gave herself over to those primal urges burning inside her like a raging inferno, letting instinct and baser desires guide her body and her actions. These feelings, these cravings... they were raw, feral, primitive, intense. She unleashed all of that fire burning inside of her through her lips as if trying to sear Absinth alive with her heat, wild and unrelenting. What she lacked in experience she made up for in sheer passion. It was thrilling! Ember's heart raced when she heard and felt Absinth's pleased growl against her lips, making her pulse quicken in her veins. Her braided tail lashed back and forth behind her, twitchy and erratic as the euphoric fae came to life in a way she hadn't ever before. Whether it was her fury towards the Syndicate or the relentless yearning to explore this whole other side of her sexuality, some heat raged inside the Carpathian fae that wanted nothing more than to release these pent up lusts on Absinth.

Absinth's mouth moved against her own, rough and demanding, but with a smoothness and familiarity that told enticing tales of how well versed the Syndicate fae was with pleasing women. A tremor ran down Ember's body, every nerve feeling like it was on fire and being electrocuted at the same time. The older fae pressed her body closer to Em's, pushing taut up against her and coaxing a quiet humming whine from her out of reflex. Ember sucked in a breath of icy cold air when their lips parted as if she'd just surfaced from beneath a deep ocean, and really, she might as well have. She was drowning in the sensations of Absinth, burning alive as a heat and a hunger, both familiar and foreign to her, gnawed in the pit of her belly. Their breaths fogged the arctic air between them, Ember's breath turning to a staccato gasping when she felt Absi's teeth nip at her lower lip. Fuck, she was doing everything right...!

The sultry monochrome fae's words made her heart race and that hot tension grow in her belly, her thighs squeezing together on nothing as she fought not to squirm in place. Ember thought back to the conversation she'd had with Tamsyn on the beach. About being free to explore herself and her sexuality, how there was no shame in enjoying yourself and others. But did she trust Absinth? Absolutely not. Was that going to stop her from making out with the hot Syndicate bitch though? Fuck no! Absinth's little nickname for her couldn't have rung more true; Ember was a wildfire right now, raging and burning out of control, untempered and uncontrollable as she let herself burn and overflow. This was likely a stupid move, a dangerous position to put herself in, but Ember didn't care. She had only felt this way once before with Erik. She'd tasted the pleasures of a brute. Now she craved to know what the pleasures of a fae would taste like.

Absinth urged Em to let her consume her, and that was exactly what Ember did. The midnight fae leaned her muzzle in closer to brush her lips against Absi's, feeling her warm breath against her muzzle, ocean blue eyes half-lidded with desire and glazed over with lust as she stared deep into those emerald pools across from her like she were hypnotized. Dainty paws lifted to gingerly rest on Absi's shoulders, slowly sliding up to wrap around her neck as her mouth was claimed in another ravenous kiss. This time Absinth took the lead, showing her domineering side as her mouth moved hungrily against the Carpathian's. She felt the other woman's tongue prying for entry and Ember eagerly parted her lips to welcome her in to deepen their kiss. Em gave a short needy whine and met Absinth's tongue with her own, tasting the other fae in her maw with urgent growls, heat and arousal spreading through her nether regions. Absinth's taste was saccharine sweet and addicting, a succubus' venom meant to intoxicate and inebriate. Em's eyes closed again, losing herself in the moment as she burned out of control, every lash of Absinth's tongue against her own stoking those flames like she wanted to immolate her.

Sounds mixed between growls and whines slipped from the Carpathian princess as she made out with the woman who was supposed to be her enemy. Ember's paws flexed around the back of Absinth's neck, hidden feline claws extending to comb through the thick fur of the other woman's scruff, clinging to her like she didn't want to let her go. Absinth was showing she was the dominant one right now, and were she more coherent, Ember might've challenged her on that. But right now, Em wanted nothing more than for Absi to set her ablaze and show her the side of her untapped until now. She wanted to see what she could do to make her Wildfire burn out of control.

"Ember Carpathius" | "Carpathian"