He relented to her pulling, letting her tug him back up to her lips again. He pressed his muzzle onto hers, slipping his tongue into her maw. She returned the favour, and want and need poured into him. He groaned into her mouth, brought alive by her touches and caress.

He lowered his thighs against her. His towering body only made her seem so much smaller, more frail beneath him. It would take so little effort on his part to end her life. Every breath she took, she did so at his will. The power and control he had over her was intoxicating, it burned in him like a fire, a need. He nipped at her lip, pulling the skin as he sunk himself inside of her. Where he belonged.

He pushed her harder into the coat beneath them with a thrust of his hips, growling softly, his mouth still over hers. He trapped her muzzle in his mouth, pressing his upper teeth against her nose, his lower against her chin. Pressing hard, but not hard enough to break the skin. If she wished to breathe, she would have to breathe inside of him, steal his breath and breathe his air. His, she was his, in every way conceivable.


"Basilisk & Ignita"

Their passion roiling beneath their skin. His tongue inside her maw incensed her pulling at him. She ran her own tongue over his maw then along his teeth. She knew she unlocked more than the need within him as he groaned into her mouth.

He loomed above her, the embodiment of her shelter and safety against the cruel world beyond him. Enraptured by his awe-inspiring absurd height, how had she called him a monster not too long ago? He nipped her lip, immobilizing her as she arched against him. Held fast for his sovereignty, and then he was sinking into her. She made a soft cry with a low plaintive sound and a hitch of breath as he did. A whimper. Wait... No, she asked for this... Take me...

The furs and the hard floor pressed into her back as she rolled her hips around him. His maw now encased hers. The pain wasn't anything intense, it was uncomfortable, and she was simply held. Her breath was shallow, she tried to gently shift her nose away from his. But his teeth didn't allow her. Her brow subtly furrowed over her closed eyes. He plunged into her again, the sound of her own beseeching hum inside his maw as she struggled to gather a breath from him. What... This was more assailing than before. She pressed her paws against his chest and tried again to pull her maw away, all the while her body burned for him. Shuddering and writhing beneath him to tempt him for more.

"Basilisk" || "Iggy"

He felt her struggle subtly against him, felt the pull of her breath against his gums. He drove into her again, biting down a little harder against her soft flesh. For the briefest moment a part of him wanted to push down harder, hold her struggling against him. A part of himself he did not readily embrace, but sometimes with Ignita it was all too easy. So pliable to him, and him alone. It was so easy to take from her, to take everything. But as he drove his body into her again, he released his grip, caressing her chin with a kiss from his tongue. He did not give in to that side of himself. Not this time.

He steadied his balance and then rolled them both, pulling her on top of him. Letting her rest on his stomach as he continued to make love to her, his tongue against her muzzle, her cheek, across her pale little nose.



"Basilisk & Ignita"

Her breath cut as he willed it closed. Sinking within her again mixing the pleasure with pain as she wholly felt him press over her nose and ravish her deep within. Her body trembled at the agonizing frenzy of the battle between heart and breath.

She struggled, pushing against him, she dug her claws into his shoulders, pushing and writhing. One of her paws made to claw his face away from hers when he suddenly released her and she opened her mouth to gasp and nearly wail for a fresh breath. She wheezed into a cloying powerful rush of succulent release deep within her. She barely felt his tongue and tender kisses on her chin as she shivered against him.

He rolled them, her body languid and bracing atop his chest now. Her hips still responding, her spine still plaint and her body still shuddering for him. Her lungs burned as she arched and whimpered over him. Her mind lost to the sensations of him around her entirely.

Each kiss and tender tongue lick over her pale fur an elixir against her every keening cry. The fierce lovemaking now tamed into quivering sensuous ministrations. How had she ever worried they would grow bored of each other? Their desperate need entangled them both with voracious appetites.

Her chest heaved as she gathered her strength. No, it was her turn now. Her lungs burned. The impressions of his teeth were still sore over her nose.

She hooked a claw around one of his long teeth, and her golden eyes opened to his with a searing sharpness over them. She stilled her movements, rigid and unrelenting over him as she drew his maw closer to hers. She found his mouth with hers and nipped his lip, then held it and lifted herself and slid herself roughly over him. Her lip curled into a half snarl as her other paw dug into his chest. She licked his nose and then down his cheek and found his vulnerable throat where she kissed before she opened her maw to encase it with enough force to hold him fast to her this time. She rolled her hips around him, ravenous to sink her teeth in just a touch too hard, rocking over him, attempting her own control of the rhythm. Her claws pulled at his fur with a punishing twist. The hearth fire stoked back into something wild. A tit for tat.

"Basilisk" || "Iggy"

Her desperate, gasping breaths were evidence of how close to the line they walked. Control, beautiful control over one he loved so terribly. Despite the pained whine of her breath, she still moved with him, for him. Pulling him into her as if she had no idea how close he had come to hurting her. 


Pain and pleasure was a line so easily blurred. A truth he felt as she pulled herself up his body, clamping her own teeth against his throat. He groaned, baring the vulnerable curve of his neck to her as she dug in. His own breathing became shallow, but his need and exertion burned for more. He felt her claws in his fur as he panted. digging his claws into her hips, forcing her to move quicker over him. Driving them, desperate, towards something. Shallow gasps escaped his open maw as his claws extended, digging harder into her. Punishing her, driving her, taunting her to do more.

The last wall, his throat presented to her, her teeth clenched over the crucial life force of the beast beneath her. Her beast, her Basilisk. Her heart thrummed as her lungs ached. One twist of her head and she could slice him open. The effort to hold him and herself in control was intoxicating. His groan against her teeth made her jaw ache, she clenched her teeth together ever so subtly, just a little too hard, the line so painfully pleasurably close. Her breath came heavy as she panted for him. As her punishing claws twisted his fur she felt him grasp her hips, moving them for her. No! She held her pace with a growl until she felt his needle sharp claws dig in and enforce the rhythm quicker. The blazing need within her made her gasp and release his throat enough to bury her teeth again into the space of his shoulder and neck, deep into the ruff of his fur to muffle her explosive whine. Her legs had no hope of maintaining the rhythm he wanted! The agony from his claws into her hips launched her into a new level of overwhelming sensations. Her voice reached a fervent crescendo to the thrill of him so fiercely inside her, her claws clenched, her teeth sank, and her hips erupted in a trembling spasmodic tremble. She surrendered. Her spine pulled her away from him as she arched, braced, and with a harsh gasp then effervescent moan! Her limbs shivered with the dive over the edge. A second time! With much effort, she dragged a dull claw down his chest and over his tender stomach. The line she stitched together their first weeks as master and slave.

"Basilisk" || "Iggy"

Her tight grip across his windpipe left spots in his vision as the need of their movements left him gasping. His body buzzed with sensations, some pain, most pleasure, and all need. As he drove her to a faster pace, her teeth latched into his shoulder, and he could feel the sounds escape her muzzle through his fur.

The sensation of her reaching her climax drove him to his own end and he gasped, raking his teeth through her fur before collapsing back against the stone beneath him. Heart racing, fur flushed. He wrapped a paw about her shoulder and lightly growled at her as she dragged a claw across an old scar. He raised his other paw to his muzzle and licked the blood from the ends, where he had lightly broken the surface of her skin in his bid to drive her to more.



"Basilisk & Ignita"

Together. They reached the peak in tandem.

Panting breathless and languid she let herself be drawn by her shoulders down next to him. Their desire and thirst stated. Those needle pinpricks on her hips stung. He growled as she dragged her claw over the scar and she turned it from an absent drawing to a smooth fluid caress over their past. She enjoyed the tingling sensations still rippling through her body and pressing in close to him. Her hips and thighs still tensed and released with subtle subsequent releases within her.

Her golden eyes watched him draw up his claw to taste the blood he had nicked from her. She shifted gently to observe the small spots of blood marking her ivory hips. His mark upon her skin, his ownership. Her thighs squeezed themselves at the thought. The scars would be imperceptible under her fur. She belonged so wholly to him there was no question, indelible.

Her head softly fell back to him and she slowly kissed his chest, cherishing his closeness, enveloped in his smell. They would become one in the eyes of the others, legitimacy, tomorrow.

"Basilisk" || "Iggy"