Thread: Opposites Attract (ClearSight & SomethingEsoteric)

Lust had always been Myra's greatest weakness, coming in atop even confidence, which for a genius who had a naturally beautiful appearance and insane reflexes was almost always more arrogance than anything else. Lust drove her, in her college years she could remember picking out the prime meat from amongst the coeds and having her way, showing many a women that all women were lesbians under a skilled enough touch. Of course she didn't discriminate, beauty was beauty and it had always been her downfall, whether it be teachers, daughters, fellow students and anyone and everyone in between. So when she became a Lycan, became one of the clan, that only increased to a new level, her previous weakness for lust and pleasure becoming the largest hunger of her inner animal. It was a constant weight on her mind and one she had been neglecting as of late. In fact it had been weeks since her last sexual endeavor and given that she fed her animal nearly five times a week prior to it had its affects. She had become frustrated, short-tempered, and while there were many symptoms to her withdrawal the greatest was a greater desire than ever before. Of course Myra knew her body and in the current situation she was well aware of the influence from the Vampire Queen, that the woman was doing something to further rile her up, but she didn't seem to give a damn. She should have, not accepting territory, giving the Vampire a counter offer to an advantageous arrangement was ridiculous, but she wanted something else far more. She wanted Jo. She wanted the seemingly fragile flower in her arms, not for pride at having had her way with the Queen of the Damned or to have anything else to hold over the woman's head, but purely for desire. It was a selfish proposal that she had spouted out, ignorant not being a bad way to describe what she was attempting to negotiate, but Myra was not thinking with her head on this particular piece of the agreement, she was letting her emotions roam free and pick a reward for all the hard work she had done to get this far. It was her little piece of the proverbial pie, she was giving the lower city and clans so much with this secret arrangement, giving them more than they had ever received before, fighting for them and risking herself, so she wanted a little something of her own, to satisfy a desire so great she had never felt its kin. For Lycan's that was significant, the emotions ruled them, they trusted their inner beast as it was merely amplified unfiltered truth. So when the word 'once' was uttered from Jo's pale lips and the look of shame came with it, which was the only way Myra would have believed it was a serious offer, she couldn't help but smirk. It wasn't what Myra wanted, she had imagined a grand deal, one that allowed her to come feast of that delicate woman whenever she needed to relieve some stress, but once, once with such a woman, that was enough, Myra couldn't turn down such beauty. Of course that hadn't been an instant decision, she struggled in her head, reason pushing against desire. Ultimately it was a useless struggle, as Jo's hand entwined with her own she lost all sense of reason, her breathing became a bit heavier and she closed her eyes taking in the scent and feel of the woman she so coveted and yet almost despised at the same time. Myra didn't like to lose control, she liked picking a target and stalking it, seducing them and bringing the person to utmost pleasure but this was different, there was no successful seduction, no prey, only two predators. In truth it was exhilarating. 'Take it or leave it mutt'. Those words were the trigger, Myra's eyes popped back open and she released a throaty growl more carnal than ferocious, the hand on Jo's neck releasing her for the first time and slipping downwards, both of her hands meeting and wrapping around Jo's stomach, pulling her tight against her own body. Once... The words came out almost like a question and her lips played at Jo's neck again, several kisses being placed up the smooth skin before she finally spoke again. Okay, once. It took all of Myra's willpower not to rip the dress off and have her way with the woman right there, not to poke and prod at her immediately and delve deep into the beautiful Vampire, but she didn't want to have her one opportunity happen in such a tasteless cold environment, no, she wanted to be somewhere a bit more intimate, somewhere that she could take her sweet time with this one chance, a place that once she was led there would make it impossible for Jo to turn back. Jovanna... She spoke the woman's full name, saying it aloud for the first time. Show me to your room, unless of course you want me to fuck you against the floor... Not very dignified, but it's your choice doll. She didn't give Jo another chance to consider the offer, to turn back, no she had made the deal and it was going to happen even if she changed her mind. No, there was no point in discussing it further, telling her how this one little indiscretion would be the end of her if Myra spread it to her Coven. It was then that Myra completely released her, though not before turning her around and lifting her chin, making her go from looking at the floor to looking into Myra's eyes, which were shining a beautiful yellow, proof of her beasts role in the sexually driven chain of events. Her hand remained on Jo's chin for a moment, her eyes having to yank themselves away from the Jo's eyes, a pair of bright orbs that had drawn Myra in almost like they were hypnotizing her, not something she enjoyed. Of course there was so much to look at, her fangs, for some reason seeming just as sexy as they were dangerous, and then her body, all of which was barely hidden beneath the teasing sheer dress. One last look at Jo reinforced her decision, she had made the right choice to have this woman in her arms and she already had plans, she didn't just want to fuck Jo, she wanted to make the vampire scream, make her cum, to drive her wild with pleasure and embarrass the hell out of the proud woman, that was going to be half of the fun, fun that had started with the shame of accepting the offer in the first place. Though as much as Myra felt in control, able to dictate how things went and go after what she wanted, there was also a feeling that she was getting into a sticky situation, becoming more involved than she needed to be, more trapped with each step she took towards Jo. She would just have to be careful, to not be destroyed by her desires, something she always had to prepare for.