Little things

Little things
Mia x Elk

First he noticed the small things about her. How her hips would sway with every step in the field, it was the only reason he stayed behind her so often, or how her tongue would trace her lips when the treasure was in sight. No matter what it was she always got first pick through it.

Mia loved to play with Elk she knew more about him then any of the other players. He was male first and somewhere in her programming a primal instinct would try to mate with males. Elk did not need it yet as Mia already had him. Sashaying just enough to push less then virtuous thoughts about his friend in to his head and how it always gave her a smile, especially if he got embarrassed by the sexual tension.

Next, came more intimate things like how her heart beat after a battle. How soft her fur was on a cold field as well as what places to kiss to make her swoon. Dreams of his purple cat girl unfurling to the stars. Textures of her against him in every field playing between friendship and something more. Learning this game was heady and inviting to her and she would make sure she would not lose.
Elk did not want to play the game, but he did play it well. Embraces were always fun when his hormones let themselves be felt against her thigh. Less then pure visions of him danced whenever he would close in from behind her. Kissing at stressed joints leaving invisible hickeys. Movements of smooth flesh over her own would begin to flutter her heart. At every flutter she would revert just a little bit more.

Feral waiting, a purely animalistic way of claiming a lover. At every action he could see the golden pupils quiver at the power of his ministrations. Ever cleared chest he would peck her on the lips and if she wanted more he would always be ready to give it, but she had to take it. Walking down long hallways made more of an effort on her patience. He wanted to be claimed. She did not know the effect it may have on his body as AIDA could destroy life so that meant she could too. The images of the dream Elk in the horizontal tango with her made slightly less conversation then normal. How could she tell him what may happen?

Cobblestone floors lead in to the darkness as Elk asked,
“Mia, can we talk?”

The purple feline turned, a curious gleam on her right eye as the wave master made his way to her.

“ For a long while we have been close friends and something has been bothering you. I can see every time umm that we touch and … I love you too much to let whatever it is be your burden. You can give some of that to me, Mia.”

Dropping his staff at his side she felt his hands rest on her hips. Uneasy at the request she walked back from his grasp before walking down further not saying a word. Leaving him in the dark she felt sorry in many ways, but bearing that cross together was the problem and she did not want to risk it. Making her way to the chest her ears picked up the sound of nail on flesh, the scraping framed by soft whimpers.

Red welts laced up and down both arms with some looking deep enough to bleed or was about to. From the ankle to his waist looked like a trek through the brambles. Stifling a sniffle he continued the one sentence hurting her more then it should.
“ I don't care if it kills me in the real world just please make me yours.”

Wincing as he stood straight she did not know how much her defenses had. The sound of shoes tapped the stone three times before Elk was standing right in front of her in his eyes a darkness she could not place. Reaching towards her face he began to trail kisses from her lips to her chest.

[ Just let it go]

She was unable to figure if it was thought or said. Pulling his weight against the opposite wall before wrapping her arms on either side he was boxed in. Catching his mouth in an open kiss she could feel less ridges in his mouth then hers. Playing tongues against each other her purple hands reached for his waist before pulling herself in to him. Teeth clacked against each other as the passion weighed in the air. Raising her claws she shredded the green top she often wore before crushing her chest to his. One clawed hand left its spot on his waist to grab at him. Feeling the claws against flesh he knew everything was going to be too much to hold off. Removing the fabric of his robe she saw him revel in the slow sharp and soft sensations. Feeling a warm breath he opened his eyes to see her on her knees as a a languid softness ran up and down his length. Locking eyes as she take him in her mouth he could feel it soon. Reaching in to the wall he barely held back from going off.

Clawed fingers ran off with the rest of his sense as he dropped his values letting the pleasure course through him. Pump after pump of white seed shot in to her waiting mouth and savoring the salty taste she smiled inwardly for it was something she could definitely get used to. Blushing for not warning her he could feel her swallow straight from the tip. There was no time after to apologize as he was soon pulled over. Mounted and spearing in to her tore his breath again. No wonder this was sinful, he thought as he watched the feline female bounce with the tightness and texture that was sweet as candy. Raking the flesh down his chest a sensual torture before rolling over.

How her legs wrapped around his waist whenever he was on top. Where she loved to be bit and suckled. Flavors of her whenever she allowed it. Moans coming from her throat as he bit down on it. When asking himself though what was his favorite thing was he had to think. It wasn't the shape of her bottom or the size of her bust. Not how no words were needed or the fact she was definitely a feral beauty. It was the fact that after wards their sessions she would wrap her arms around his waist and keep him close purring softly as she slept it off.

Omake!

Kite sat waiting for Elk. Black rose was already at the training ground when he saw the young wavemaster in shreds of his former dress. Tatters of his robe hung over his shoulder and what looked like claw marks painted the flesh underneath. A goofy grin sat on his face as Mia walked by in a pair of dark heels.

“ If your ready Elk we can go through another one?”

“ Kite, can you get someone else? I have some special training with Mia today.”

Seeing the small collar in her hand Kite put all of it together before smiling to his friend.

“ For that, you don't even have to ask.”