So you're what all the fuss is about

Ember's entire body felt like she was being consumed by living fire. She'd tasted of desire when she had been with Erik, but something about this sapphic lust burned differently. It was hotter, wilder, reckless. Coupling with Erik had felt right. Clinging to Absinth with the other fae's tongue down her throat felt scandalous, a luscious taboo that smoldered like accelerant on an open flame. The Syndicate woman had unveiled a side of Ember's sexuality that she'd always felt there, but had never explored, and like Pandora's box, everything homosexual in her was bursting out like a roaring fire engulfing a house. Em moaned softly into Absi's mouth, the sound escaping her on reflex before she could even think of reining in her reactions. Her paws gripped at the other woman's thick scruff, feline claws tangling in her fur while her tongue wrestled the one invading her maw. She tasted Absinth, felt her all around her, within her. It was heady, intoxicating, unstoppable!

Their mouths parted with a wet smack and a gasp from Ember, and then Absinth's mouth was on her neck, pulling another sharp gasp from the princess. Ember's neck was a highly sensitive erogenous zone, and she had just locked onto it like she'd always known where Em's hot spots were. As reckless as it was, Ember tipped her head to the side to offer her neck to her predatory lover, ignorant of how dangerous such a move could have been. She didn't care; the ecstasy she felt unraveling to Absinth's touches belayed any fear she had for her own safety. Absi's paws moved down her body, following every natural dip and curve on her body down to her waist and coaxing more quiet gasps and sighs from the adolescent girl. Claws flexed and fingers combed through her scruff, Ember clinging to Absi while she pressed her nose against the side of her head, breathing in her natural scent and the earthy, slightly sweet smell of sage along with it.Fuck, she was almost drooling! Em's thighs squeezed harder on themselves, quivering as she became all heat and wetness below, on the verge of begging Absinth for more when those Inferos fangs grazed over her sensitive flesh.

And then as abruptly as they'd begun, they were separated, leaving Em gasping for air like her head had been held underwater. The young fae fell back to the snow, wide eyed and staring up at Absinth as she put some space between them. She wanted to make things interesting with a fight, just like she'd wanted. The sakes: the winner commanded the other for the night. It was a thrilling wager, one that had Em's pulse racing. She would have agreed regardless, but with her brain addled with lust and hormones stirred up by the Syndicate seductress, there was no hesitation in Ember's nod. "Just like I wanted. Let's go," she retorted with a wily, cocky grin, getting back to her paws. Lifting a paw to the brooch holding her cloak, Ember unsnapped the brooch and tossed it aside to the snow, letting her cloak fall from her slender body like a gown, revealing all of herself to Absinth's hungry gaze. She removed her sword as well, tossing it aside to join her brooch. When she'd come here, she'd imagined putting down a Syndicate wolf. Now... well, she was still imagining laying a Syndicate wolf down, but in a much different sense. Her sword would not be needed now.

Disrobed and disarmed, Ember squared off against Absinth, sleek muscles tensed and smoldering eyes narrowed as she sized her opponent up. Absinth was ready and waiting for her, that same enticing fire burning in those rich emerald eyes. She commanded Ember to show her what she had, and oh, did she intend to. "Been waiting to get my teeth in a Syndicate wolf. Lucky me, it's the hot one," she teased Absi, giving her shoulders a little wiggle while she tensed, prepared to launch. She wanted to see what Absinth and the Syndicate were like in battle, what prowess she possessed. And now she'd find out. With a growl, Ember kicked off the ground, sending snow spraying as she rushed Absinth. Ember used her lighter weight and agility to zip up to Absinth, darting to the right and lunging at Absi's left side with jaws open wide, aiming to bite down where her opponent's neck and shoulder met while her paws attempted to reach with extended feline claws for Absi's chest in a grapple. If she could get a good hold on the Inferos fae, she would be in a good position.

"Ember Carpathius" | "Carpathian"