If there was one thing Manea needed right now it was an escape and for the most part Kavik had been a good source for that since her falling out with Alastor. She knew this was certainly not what the pale brute had signed up for, but he had stepped up and been a source of comfort for her when she hadn't expected it from him. Regardless of why he was being so attentive to someone he had only really known for a few weeks or what his motivations might have been he was filling what she wanted excellently. She felt like she wanted to thank him in some small way for doing all of this for her, but she wasn't really sure how. An idea came to her and in a way it made a pang of hurt hit her at the idea of pulling something she had been saving for Alastor to try instead with Kavik, but there was also a small sense of petty revenge as well. In the end the revenge won out and after coordinating with her dear Irilyth a bit she went in search of her paramour.

A little grin tugged at her lips when she spotted his lightly dappled form, sliding up beside him with her side brushing against his while she tipped her muzzle up to nip playfully at his jaw. Considering the large majority of their time together was spent lost in lecherous pleasures she was sure her approach wouldn't be a surprise to him in the slightest, but she did have a little something extra up her sleeve today. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything," she purred with a chuckle, little her light, teasing nibbles and nips follow the curve of his jaw up to his ear to lightly catch it between her teeth, her teeth lightly dragging across his skin. "I have a little surprise for you waiting back at your den."

"Manea Mendacium"

In the fallout of the implosion of the alpha couple’s marriage that he’d bore witness to (and maybe inadvertently played a part in causing) Kavik had done all he could to step up and fill the void left in Manea’s world that her deadbeat husband had left in his wake like a black hole. He’d spent that first day with the violet alphess fucking her brains out and loving her senseless, just as she had asked him to do to help soothe the pain Alastor had damaged her with, and he had loved every second of it! After that, Kavik began to insert himself anywhere he could. A volunteer was needed for a patrol or bridge guard duty? He was on it. Needed an experienced fisherman to catch dinner for the pack? Kavik was already in the water. Manna needed someone to warm her bed and cuddle her through the night? The white wolf had his lady moaning his name from dusk to dawn. Did he have an ulterior motive with all his helpfulness? Maybe… Okay, definitely. But still, he was there.

Today, Kavik had just finished pulling up a haul of salmon from the ocean surrounding the island, a hefty pile of fish gathered up on the beach. He re-emerged from the surf like a water god, ocean water sluicing from his drenched fur like a cascade of crystals that glistened in the summer sun. His wet coat clung to his densely muscled form, emphasizing his musculature and broad chest beneath. Sharp arctic blue eyes glanced about the rocky shore as he set another sizable fish down on the pile, giving his coat a shake to loosen the sea water from it and get it drying faster. As he sat the salmon down with the others, a glimpse of purple caught his attention, pale blue eyes lifting to spy Manea emerging from the forest like a woodland nymph to approach him. The dire brute greeted her with a little grin as she slid up beside him and rubbed her side to his, drawing delighted murrs from the brute. Her kisses and nips along his neck to his jaw drew a slow grin to widen over his lips, peering down at her with lecherous mirth shining playfully in his eyes.

"You can interrupt me anytime you want, my flawless amethyst," he purred in rumbling seductive tones back, always eager and willing to play along with Manea, especially when it came to the more sexual nature of their relationship. The Matriarch left little to the imagination when her teasing lips moved up to rake her teeth against the edge of his ear, making Kavik murr under his breath once more. Her tempting words drew a curious look from the man, raising a brow while he leaned down to return the playful nips to Manea’s violet ear closest to him. "Hmm, oh do you?" He chuckled and ran his tongue over the edge of Manea’s ear. "Lead the way then, my violet goddess."

"Kävik av Fjellen"

If there was one thing that Manea always appreciated it was Kavik's enthusiasm for everything she asked of him—especially anything of a sexual nature. Of course she hadn't really expected anything less from the brute, but she still enjoyed it all the same. She gave a pleased hum as Kavik returned the light affections to her ear, still leaning into his chiseled form as she tempted him with the surprise that she had waiting for him. As he told her to lead the way, she stepped away from his side with a glance back to toss him a sly grin—and to let her gaze unabashedly roam over his body that was on full display with his usually plush coat now clinging to his form from his dip in the ocean. She'd get him inside and warm and dry in no time, but in the mean time she was going to enjoy the bit of an unintentional show he was putting on for her. She began to talk up toward the mountain path that would bring them up to his cave, signaling for one of her ravens along the way and telling them to go alert Chade about the salmon that were waiting to be collected from the beach. Her master hunter could see to getting those put away while she saw to rewarding Kavik for his recent loyalty.

It wasn't a long walk back to his home, but she still took the opportunity to tease him a bit, her tail intentionally brushing under his chin or across his shoulder as she walked, tempting him with the slight sway of her hips as she led him toward his surprise. She knew he hardly needed the tempting to get him in the mood, but it was still fun to tease him a bit regardless. When she lead him into the den, she spotted the two vials waiting for them by his bed, the slightly glittering gold liquid popping out against the gray stone of the cave. "Ah, here we go," she said with a chuckle, walking across the room to retrieve the two doses of Irilyth's signature concoction before she turned back to Kavik with a smirk. She hadn't known if Irilyth would be here waiting on them, but it seemed like her sweet lover had opted to let them take the drug on their own—but Manea had no doubt she was near by to make her observations and notes.

Manea settled back onto her haunches and held out one of the vials to Kavik, giving him a lecherous grin. "Take it," she told him simply without any explanation. She decided it would be more interesting for him to simply experience the effects of it without the context of what he should be expecting, and maybe a better sample for Irilyth to observe so she'd know that there was no placebo effect in play here. Manea fully believed in the effectiveness of her little healer's creation, but she was curious to see how it was going to effect her paramour. After Kavik had taken the vial from her she pulled the stopper off of her own and with another smirk she drank the delightful liquid. "Irilyth calls this Ambrosia," she told him as she put the stopper back on the small bottle and sat it off to the side. "I have a feeling you're going to enjoy it."

"Manea Mendacium"

Kavik would have followed Manea to the ends of the earth if it meant getting to bed the sylphic alphess, so the short walk back through the woods and up the mountain path was nothing for him, not with the promise of what lay at the end of their walk. He didn't miss the way Manea's hungry gaze roamed freely over his form with his wet fur clinging to his toned physique, every rippling muscle displayed for her viewing pleasure. It turned him on knowing the Matriarch desired him so greatly, a sense of power and pride coming with her attention. He smirked, unafraid to show off a bit of his ego while she continued to stroke it for him. The walk up to his den was short, but it wasn't without its little games. Manea teased him with swishes of her feathery tail beneath his chin, drawing his gaze down to her shapely rump and swaying hips—and to what lay hidden beneath. His smirk grew to a roguish, lustful grin and icy eyes shone with a barely contained hunger. He replied by leaning in closer to nip at her rump with playful teeth, shooting the violet fae a devilish look that did nothing to conceal his eagerness for whatever she had planned for them.

The two dire wolves arrived soon after at his den, slipping inside and heading straight for his bed. Manea led the way to the pile of plush and soft furs, spotting something that delighted her. The arctic wolf tipped his head in a curious show while he examined the vial Manea held out for him. She gave him no explanation other than the directive to drink it. Kavik quirked a questioning brow to the enigmatic instructions, but took the glass bottle in one giant paw regardless, taking a tentative sniff of the golden-colored liquid contained within. It smelled faintly sweet, like a sugar or syrup. "Are you trying to poison me already?" he teased her with chuckled words. Glancing up at Manea again with silent inquisitiveness, Kavik watched while the Mendacium woman downed the contents of her own vial without any hesitation, still giving him that lecherous grin all the while. "Well, I guess that answers that question." With Manea's potion ingested, Kavik threw caution to the wind and tossed the golden liquid back, downing it in one large swallow.

No sooner had the last drop of the drug passed over his lips, white auds perked to catch Manea's reply. The drink was called Ambrosia, manufactured by the lead healer of the pack. Manea also said he would enjoy it. "Is that so?" he asked with another chuckle, carefully setting his empty bottle aside next to Manea's as well. "And why do you get that feeling, gorgeous?" Slowly closing the distance between them, Kavik moved to sidle up to Manea until his body was pressing into hers, reclining back onto his haunches with her. One large paw lifted to touch Manea's foreleg, gliding ever so slowly up to her shoulder and then roaming down the smooth, slender planes of her sides, digits combing through her luxurious fur to trace her feminine curves with great appreciation. While he waited to see what would happen after taking the Ambrosia, Kavik decided he didn't want to wait any longer. Leaning in closer, he brought his mouth down to claim Manea's in a slow, sensual kiss, icy blue eyes slowly drifting closed while he focused on the sensations that kissing Manea always stirred within him and savoring them like he were sampling a fine wine.

He wasn't sure how long he was kissing Manea for. It could have been a minute or two, or an hour, but the next thing Kavik knew, he began to feel a pleasant tingling warmth gradually spreading out from his core, reaching across his skin like a warm blanket being wrapped around him. Every nerve in his body felt electrified and alive, hyper sensitive to the touch of Manea's soft fur and warm skin under his paw. The paw that was stroking her side slowly made its way up the side of her neck to caress the back of her head, subtly holding her to him so she couldn't pull away. His breathing deepened, the warmth continuing to slowly smolder hotter and hotter inside his body. Pale lips parted Manea's with gentle insistence, his tongue dipping into her maw to taste her as their kiss deepened. A low, lustful sound crossed between a groan and a growl rumbled in the dire brute's chest as a restlessness steadily rose within him. It didn't feel like he was close enough to Manea now, even with their bodies pressed together and making out with her. With the strange sensations showing no sign of ebbing or fading, Kavik was forced to break their lips apart, the brute gasping for breath as blue eyes snapped open to gaze into Manea's with a growing frenzy the likes of which he'd never felt before. "Manea..." Kavik rasped through heavy breaths, his lips hovering just barely away from hers to where he could feel her every heated exhale, a carnal grin playing on his muzzle with cool eyes smoldering with hot lust. "I think that drug is starting to kick in…"

"Kävik av Fjellen"

Manea grinned as Kavik questioned why she thought he would like the drug she provided for him and she simply responded with a sly, lecherous glance. "Just a hunch." She didn't want to give anything away, instead letting him experience everything for himself. There was no resistance from her as he moved closer, a pleased hum leaving her as his paws started to wander over her from her shoulder to her side, already enjoying the attention and affection he gave her. He was a wonderful distraction that Manea was all too eager to fall into, leaning into his powerful frame as her paws slid up over his chest to hold herself against him with her forelegs around the back of his neck. She already knew what to expect from Irilyth's creation so she knew it would only take a couple of minutes for the effects to begin taking hold, but in the mean time there was no reason they couldn't get a head start. When Kavik brought his muzzle to hers, she returned his deep, sensual kiss with a soft, muffled groan, her claws combing through the thick fur of his scruff.

She gave herself over to making out with her paramour, loosing track of time and anything else outside of the lover she was currently leaned into and pressed against, and eventually that familiar, tingling warmth started to build in her core and begin to spread out through her limbs and across her skin. Gradually, everywhere they touched began to build with more and more sensitivity, every touch feeling even more electric as the Ambrosia took effect. She could tell Kavik was beginning to feel the effects of the special drug with his paw that slid up to hold the back of her head and the way their kiss grew ever more deep and passionate, holding tighter to one another as that warmth built and exaggerated the attraction and lust they already had for one another. The last time she had taken the Ambrosia she had been the only one between her and Irilyth to take it and she had certainly had fun having her way with her sweet healer, but already she could tell there was a difference with having her partner have the same feverous desire as she did. They clung to one another and Manea didn't want to pull away even as her lungs began to burn with the need for air and the heat that danced across her skin started to feel like it might just catch fire.

Their lips eventually broke apart and she gasped for breath as well, her eyes blinking open to meet the lighter blue of his own. A sly grin pulled across her lips while she breathed heavily and pulled herself tighter against him, feeling as if she could never be close enough to him. "Hmmm, what gave that away..." she purred teasingly in response when he mentioned how he thought that the drug had kicked in, stating the obvious with their instantly ravenous lust. She chuckled and brushed the side of her muzzle against his own, a shiver running down her spine at the electric sensations that danced across her skin even from that light touch. She could tell that Irilyth had been perfecting her recipe and it was even more effective than the last time. Manea's grin widened and her paws traced along the back of his neck, over his shoulders, resting on his chest before she eventually pushed him backward into the plush pile of bedding waiting just behind him, knocking him back into the bed before she moved to climb over him, panting lightly as that burning heat continued to build, her hungry gaze roaming across his body before leaning down over him, draping her body across his. "See...? Didn't I tell you that you'd like it...?"

"Manea Mendacium"