The Other Brother

Fia wouldn't have to fight hardly at all. She did have to wonder why she had never thought to get Albi to look her way. If only because her sister was involved, or maybe it was just the time she had spent away from Elysium. She had come back a completely different woman. And maybe that's more why she never saw Albion any other way than a betrothed to her sister. It was so much easier to jump in and indulge when he offered it so willingly. And if Avacyn wasn't a worry, that meant all the more clarification for her.

She smiled as Albion too pushed forward to take her lips, falling into the grasp he offered her. She turned a little more into him though still at his side, draping her forelegs around his shoulders in an affectionate pull. A place she could imagine herself in numerous times in her head, but not once with Albion until now. Fia shinned confidence, sure. But she was driven by the idea that if she asked she would receive. It wasn't all just by the look in her eye. Albion gave her all the right cues to continue on. She wasn't afraid of the consequences.

There was no fault and hesitation as she dove deeper into their kiss. A practiced state of gentle nudges until she was showing her hunger for more. Only this time, maybe she wouldn't. Her claws went to run through the length of his shoulders and chest, pushing him back just slightly to flutter her inebriated gaze back up to him. A low chuckle on a higher grin as she looked back at him. And she wondered, if she held him off would he come back for more. If he even remembered that was, or maybe she could just toy the idea at him the next time they saw each other. She had a feeling it wouldn't be anytime soon. But maybe that's what she needed to look forward to. More than the chase she kept leaping for.

She wouldn't rip herself from him, but would instead carefully move to pull herself up and away. She showed no signs of displeasure or a reason to leave. And maybe he could tell what an enticing witch she was. ”Careful not to come begging for me Albion” She teased through a whisper and a paw softly across his shoulder. Maybe like the two of them were the forbidden fruit given the circumstances. After a couple seconds she’d turn to leave back towards her den. An all too cheeky smirk that would have been so uncharacteristic for her seasons ago.

"Fiametta"