[For a moment, something soft and wobbly came through the Bond. Chariot wasn't frightened of her claws, the teeth, the horns. She wasn't afraid of her, and all that entailed. Kaede didn't smile again, but there was a softness around her eyes and a gentle puff of her feathers.
Then, with that assurance, she let the tether loose.
That hinted-at growl started in her chest in earnest, softened with a purr that vibrated through the press of their bodies. While she still had a mind to, Kaede lifted her other hand from its twining in Chariot's hair to take the bottle away and nestle it against the tree. Wouldn't do to spill that.
The only warning after that was her grip shifting to get a secure hold on Chariot's back and shoulder before Kaede sat up away from the bark digging into her back, pressing against the Witch in an assertive challenge instead of a submissive recline. She brought her leg up between the other woman's own, pushing her down at the same time so Chariot could grind against her thigh. And Kaede leaned forwards again—not to kiss, but to finish the work her nip had started at the join between her lover's neck and shoulder.
She was careful, but methodical, pressing in with her teeth and lapping the bite marks by turns. She extended the mark, just a little—just to where a bruise could peek out over a shirt collar. And all the while she purred like a contented engine, he sound felt as much as heard.]
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Then, with that assurance, she let the tether loose.
That hinted-at growl started in her chest in earnest, softened with a purr that vibrated through the press of their bodies. While she still had a mind to, Kaede lifted her other hand from its twining in Chariot's hair to take the bottle away and nestle it against the tree. Wouldn't do to spill that.
The only warning after that was her grip shifting to get a secure hold on Chariot's back and shoulder before Kaede sat up away from the bark digging into her back, pressing against the Witch in an assertive challenge instead of a submissive recline. She brought her leg up between the other woman's own, pushing her down at the same time so Chariot could grind against her thigh. And Kaede leaned forwards again—not to kiss, but to finish the work her nip had started at the join between her lover's neck and shoulder.
She was careful, but methodical, pressing in with her teeth and lapping the bite marks by turns. She extended the mark, just a little—just to where a bruise could peek out over a shirt collar. And all the while she purred like a contented engine, he sound felt as much as heard.]