Thread: Werewolves and Mages (Javorcek X ClearSight)

As much as teasing Mara was fun, and as true as her compliments towards Sammie had been, she could tell the wolf cared for her subordinate. Arlann liked that part of Mara, she was a real leader and people seemed to draw to her, the mage included. So she didn't want to give her too much grief, especially with how quickly she became jealous, which would only become worse if Arlann pushed it and gave her surprisingly neurotic mate a reason to worry and pout. There was also the fact that irritating her with her ass on the line, quite literally, was not the wisest idea, not after the stunts she had already pulled. So she kept silent, half-asleep and easily letting herself give up control and for Mara to guide her. Once at the apartment it didn't take long for her to fall asleep, barely having the self-control to undress and cuddle up with her childhood friend before slumber overtook her. It wasn't surprising, using so much magic was not only difficult, but not something a slacker like Arlann was accustomed to. - Sammie had found herself in a nerve-wracking situation, even more so than her everyday worries, and she had a lot of those. She found herself nervously buying flowers like an idiot, and only realizing how bad of an idea it was after she had purchased them. The night before had thrown her into a fair bit of confusion, considering nobody but Mara usually stuck up for her... And when Arlann did it stuck with her, the beta barely able to focus on anything else. She needed to thank her savior, do something to repay her, because naive thoughts told the wolf that doing so would rid her of the distraction that was Arlann. So she bought them, far too early in the morning, and before long found herself in front of Mara's door with a lovely bouquet and work documents... A half-assed excuse she had concocted as she practically shook in front of the door... Not knowing what she was doing, and being even less sure if she should actually be doing it, and before she could find an answer she knocked on the door, panicking immediately after as the question of why she could only act without thinking in such horrible situations. --- Every time Jessie turned it was a treat, not just the dominance but the amount of pleasure she received being impaled by her lover. The force, the speed, the endurance... Leslie had yet to be able to last and she always found herself riding consecutive waves of pleasure, and this night was no different. Leslie even found herself enjoying it more, her voice echoing loudly enough to attract ears somewhere, though no wolf was dumb enough to interrupt the sounds of an alpha fucking her mate, though from what Leslie understood it was rare that none came out to watch. Then again the entire room had just been exposed to some rather unpleasant power... And Leslie herself had made a fool of an alpha, surely they weren't in the mood to observe. By the end they were both panting exhausted messes. Leslie was tired, satisfied after being claimed, and more than a little sure she had long scratch marks going all the way from the top of her ass to the bottom. She wasn't quite as tired as Jessie however, proven by the fact that her lover gave her permission to drive the car... Holy hell... She was shocked enough to ruin the moment, but a small smile touched her features as she leaned in and kissed Jessie's forehead. Of course, I'll be very careful. With that she stood up, knees wobbling gently before she gained her balance, and removed her dress. Soon she had Jessie covered with it, and had her picked up in a princess carry, smiling down at her, kicking her heels off and leaving them behind. She could by some more torture shoes and they were a pain in that moment. Before Jessie could object, no doubt having the same displeasure at knowing people would see Leslie as the hunter did for people seeing her Mistress, she began to walk out, naked and proud to be for her mate. Nothing could stop her, not even the look of the valet who got an nice view of her chest, and a peak at her sexy scratched ass while she put Jessie into the passenger seat. The looks weren't terribly long and nothing stupid was uttered, so before long they were home, and after a slow, careful ride back they were in bed... Both tired, but Leslie already planning for an amazing breakfast for her powerful beast. She wanted to make it a full breakfast in bed, her naked, Jessie waking to food and sex, and then a gift she had been saving for a special occasion.