[Obsession will ruin them both, after today. Perhaps it already has ruined them, laying the jagged edges of their disappointing lives side by side, and bringing them closer and closer along the similarities until a new image is created. It's beautiful, in a manner that's almost abnormal-- a wolf and a human, drawn to each other by chance, lured by the promise of the physical and yet linked in ways they couldn't yet fathom.
It is indeed frightening. How many stories have been told, the cautions of parents given to their children-- beware of the forest's depths, beware of the wolves that lurk about, waiting to devour human flesh. Mai has heard them, too, probably read them in some tattered book she and her sister snuck into their room as children, poured over in hushed voices under a dim light. They knew, deep down, that their parents wouldn't give a damn if they wandered in the path of some ravenous beast. In fact, any wolf who snatched away these disappointments for a quick meal would be doing the Zen'in clan a favor. Maki had always protected her from the monsters, telling her to keep her eyes closed as she led her to safety, always. But Maki isn't protecting her anymore, and now Mai is forced to keep her eyes open in order to save herself.
So it's absolutely frightening, when Mai is confronted with the the beast from those stories, staring into each other's eyes. There's a hunger there, as warned, but it isn't just hunger, or rather it isn't one that promises to tear her limb from limb. It's a primal need for her body, for her pleasure. It's an even deeper desire to offer a devotion that Mai has never known in her short life. It's a curious kind of sweetness that is indeed a poison in her veins, coursing with each quick beat of her heart pumping it further throughout her body, feeding on her slowly before any symptoms even present. Mai will be charmed so thoroughly by this handsome wolf before she realizes that she's been tainted-- and by that point she might be too far gone to care for the antidote.
Oh, but she might already be on this unusual path, the way she enthusiastically puts on a pretty little display like this just for Cellinia. As soon as the wolf had purred in that foreign tongue (and translated immediately after) that the scent of her was so tempting and mouthwatering, Mai felt wonderfully emboldened to see that desperation for her grow in those reverent, amber eyes. It makes her even hotter being watched as she teases herself with her revolver, hotter still when Cellinia licks her lips before pressing a dutiful kiss to the tip of the barrel, and moaning softly as she does.]
Oh... [Mai breathes, her eyes bright and entranced by the sight.] Yeah, that's a good girl...
[Mai absolutely loves watching Cellinia use her tongue like this, gliding it over the sticky steel as she licks up every bit of the arousal coating it. No, don't look away for a single instant, you glorious wolf. This is even better than what Mai could have pictured from Cellinia's bold messages, even more magnificent than anything she has ever witnessed. Her free hand reaches out, and cups gently beneath the woman's chin, holding her in place while her tongue laps at the barrel slowly. It's so utterly intimate, and Mai doesn't even think to rupture the moment by being rough or harsh.]
Just like that, don't leave a single drop, okay...?
[Her voice is a sweet coo, a gentle encouragement for such a devoted lover. All the while, her eyes still bear a mischievous glimmer, though nothing ill-intended. She's enjoying this far too much, after all, falling just a bit more for the wolf in her grasp from the way she keeps her eyes trained on the girl above her.
When Cellinia finally declares her basest desires to Mai, it feeds the fire that Mai decides would be absolutely gratifying to let consume her whole.]
You want me to be yours-- just yours?
[Mai replies with a husky laugh. This adventure of theirs has taken quite the turn, hasn't it? The exhilaration she feels almost makes her dizzy, and it liberates her to play along with Cellinia's possessiveness. Play along-- though she's doing far more than that, already in deeper than she knows.]
If you need that-- need it so badly that you'll do anything for me-- then that means that you're going to be all mine, too.
[Because she can see it in Cellinia's eyes, feel it in the impatient way her hands rub up and down Mai's slightly trembling thighs, that this wolfish woman would do anything Mai asked. She already has, every step of the way to this point. This dangerous, beautiful wolf, whisking her into this forest, pleading with her for the chance to devour her and never let her go. And with Mai agreeing to it the way that she is, what will come of it after today?]
All mine, got it? And always by my side.
[She squeezes the hand under Cellinia's jaw briefly before sliding it up to cradle her cheek. A lover's gentle touch, juxtaposed against the feverish passion in her eyes.]
Say "yes," Cellinia... and I'll give you exactly what you want.
[Mai will be more than happy to liberate her from the madness eating her alive, offering up her own taste, her cries, and then surrendering herself finally to Cellinia's beastly claim.]
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Date: 2025-03-03 04:37 am (UTC)It is indeed frightening. How many stories have been told, the cautions of parents given to their children-- beware of the forest's depths, beware of the wolves that lurk about, waiting to devour human flesh. Mai has heard them, too, probably read them in some tattered book she and her sister snuck into their room as children, poured over in hushed voices under a dim light. They knew, deep down, that their parents wouldn't give a damn if they wandered in the path of some ravenous beast. In fact, any wolf who snatched away these disappointments for a quick meal would be doing the Zen'in clan a favor. Maki had always protected her from the monsters, telling her to keep her eyes closed as she led her to safety, always. But Maki isn't protecting her anymore, and now Mai is forced to keep her eyes open in order to save herself.
So it's absolutely frightening, when Mai is confronted with the the beast from those stories, staring into each other's eyes. There's a hunger there, as warned, but it isn't just hunger, or rather it isn't one that promises to tear her limb from limb. It's a primal need for her body, for her pleasure. It's an even deeper desire to offer a devotion that Mai has never known in her short life. It's a curious kind of sweetness that is indeed a poison in her veins, coursing with each quick beat of her heart pumping it further throughout her body, feeding on her slowly before any symptoms even present. Mai will be charmed so thoroughly by this handsome wolf before she realizes that she's been tainted-- and by that point she might be too far gone to care for the antidote.
Oh, but she might already be on this unusual path, the way she enthusiastically puts on a pretty little display like this just for Cellinia. As soon as the wolf had purred in that foreign tongue (and translated immediately after) that the scent of her was so tempting and mouthwatering, Mai felt wonderfully emboldened to see that desperation for her grow in those reverent, amber eyes. It makes her even hotter being watched as she teases herself with her revolver, hotter still when Cellinia licks her lips before pressing a dutiful kiss to the tip of the barrel, and moaning softly as she does.]
Oh... [Mai breathes, her eyes bright and entranced by the sight.] Yeah, that's a good girl...
[Mai absolutely loves watching Cellinia use her tongue like this, gliding it over the sticky steel as she licks up every bit of the arousal coating it. No, don't look away for a single instant, you glorious wolf. This is even better than what Mai could have pictured from Cellinia's bold messages, even more magnificent than anything she has ever witnessed. Her free hand reaches out, and cups gently beneath the woman's chin, holding her in place while her tongue laps at the barrel slowly. It's so utterly intimate, and Mai doesn't even think to rupture the moment by being rough or harsh.]
Just like that, don't leave a single drop, okay...?
[Her voice is a sweet coo, a gentle encouragement for such a devoted lover. All the while, her eyes still bear a mischievous glimmer, though nothing ill-intended. She's enjoying this far too much, after all, falling just a bit more for the wolf in her grasp from the way she keeps her eyes trained on the girl above her.
When Cellinia finally declares her basest desires to Mai, it feeds the fire that Mai decides would be absolutely gratifying to let consume her whole.]
You want me to be yours-- just yours?
[Mai replies with a husky laugh. This adventure of theirs has taken quite the turn, hasn't it? The exhilaration she feels almost makes her dizzy, and it liberates her to play along with Cellinia's possessiveness. Play along-- though she's doing far more than that, already in deeper than she knows.]
If you need that-- need it so badly that you'll do anything for me-- then that means that you're going to be all mine, too.
[Because she can see it in Cellinia's eyes, feel it in the impatient way her hands rub up and down Mai's slightly trembling thighs, that this wolfish woman would do anything Mai asked. She already has, every step of the way to this point. This dangerous, beautiful wolf, whisking her into this forest, pleading with her for the chance to devour her and never let her go. And with Mai agreeing to it the way that she is, what will come of it after today?]
All mine, got it? And always by my side.
[She squeezes the hand under Cellinia's jaw briefly before sliding it up to cradle her cheek. A lover's gentle touch, juxtaposed against the feverish passion in her eyes.]
Say "yes," Cellinia... and I'll give you exactly what you want.
[Mai will be more than happy to liberate her from the madness eating her alive, offering up her own taste, her cries, and then surrendering herself finally to Cellinia's beastly claim.]