Bash POV
Nova peered up to me as the room cleared out, her long nails lightly running over my leather clad thigh, "you have something upon your mind."
"That was nearly too easy, I am wondering if I will have to squash any rebellions in the future."
Like a cat, she practically purred, moving to her knees between my thighs.
I soaked in the image, knowing she was likely up to something but savoring it anyways.
I always love her on her knees, but there was a heady sort of power seeing it here.
Her lips quirked up as she rested her head upon my inner thigh, her dress. exposing her own, the front panel pooling between her legs. "That sounds entertaining."
"A rebellion?" I cocked a brow.
"Crushing one."
I ran a hand through her perfectly curled hair, "perhaps I'll bring you along if it happens."
She looked up at me with those wide blue eyes that never failed to stop me in my tracks, the midnight pools matching the new color scheme perfectly.
She may have been showing submission in her earlier actions, but she also staked her claim, draping the place I spent much of my time in her personal taste, surrounding me with the color of her eyes.
"You are actually a possessive little thing aren't you Nova?"
"You decided you wished to be mine, you passed the trials. You are now mine. I do not share what is mine and I do not allow anyone to mistake my ownership for anything less."
I tucked her chin in my fingers, "I suppose thats fair."
"Any other thoughts Sebastian?"
"That I like you lounging at my feet while I'm on my throne. I may not necessarily love the pomp and circumstance of being a king, but I do enjoy this display." I replied with a grin.
She toyed with my trousers, "I don't have a desire for a throne as you know. But perhaps your lap could be mine from time to time." Woman practically crawled up me, her body sliding over mine in all the best ways as she straddled me, "the rest of your time here, I do not mind being at your feet while I am present."
"Hmm? And how often would you toy with me while you were down there?"
"As often as I think I should." She murmured, beginning to unlace my trousers, "I wish to fuck you here."
"I bet you fuckin do little one." I growled lowly, "but that's highly inappropriate."
"Even if I just use my mouth?" She asked, not fully caring about my reply, "I know you adore that."
I gripped her wrist. "Nova."
"Let me taste you Sebastian." She murmured.
Tempting. Little. Minx.
"I am a king Nova. This throne room has been used by those before me and will be by our son. It shouldn't be soiled by my lust, much like your scrying room." I kissed her softly, "as much as I would love to fulfill that deliciously submissive fantasy of yours. I shouldn't, I have to be responsible, especially now."
"When the dust has settled then. After there is no doubt that I do not influence you in your ruling."
"Then perhaps." I replied, "it would be a lie if I said I wasn't fond of the idea."
She rose gracefully to her feet, kissing me deeply. "I expect pleasure later today then."
"Tonight. I am going to have a lot to deal with since we announced our intention, including planning the mating ceremony at the temple of luna."
She didn't seem too happy with that, probably having has some sexual agenda, but let it go. "I shall create a door to my home in yours to make work simpler. Less energy than teleporting from place to place."
"Nowhere too obvious."
"Of course not. There is immense power in my abode." She paused, looking me over, "also. Tonight. I wish for something new, I don't know what but I desire a new sensation and I did not kill anyone in this meeting."
"A new sensation?" I rumbled, amused. "Be careful when you ask for such things Nova, its far too tempting."
"Shall I wear something sexy?" She asked, teasing glint in her eye.
"Aren't you always?"
"This?" She toyed with her barely there dress. "This is casual attire."
I bit back a smile at her idea of casual attire, for mortals and she wolves casual attire was a floor length dress certainly, generally simple and rather practical. They covered most of the woman's skin and often had a petticoat.
Even evening wear was relatively modest.
Wolves have never minded going along with mortal trends, we have our separate culture and are a sexual people but the women tend to follow whats fashionable.
And I think perhaps they enjoy the distance their skirts force from randy young wolves.
Honestly I never gave female fashions a thought until I met Noviana who so clearly broke all the usual boundaries.
I generally didn't follow the restrictions mortal men do in their fashions, not liking the way they felt.
Perhaps that was Noviana's reasoning in a way. "Mhm well also pick out some evening attire for the mating ceremony."
"An evening gown?"
"Yes."
"It shall be spectacular."
I grinned a bit, "I have no doubt... and as to your question. Something sexy tonight would be spectacular."
She hummed a bit, snapped her fingers, and was gone.
I leaned back in my throne and made a mental lists of my tasks for today and those I would need to do before I secluded with Noviana as was customary.
The sooner I do that, the sooner I see what Nova is up to.
Because she's always up to something.
Garters would be nice though, her long legs would look magnificent in garters.
In nothing but a garter belt and thigh high stockings draped over my sheets would be absolutely perfect.
But. Work first.
Work. Then my fucked up sexual relationship with my more than likely evil mate.
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The Wolf and The Witch
Storie d'amoreThe world is filled with creatures of magic. Some were good once. Most have always seen mortals as nothing more than food and spell fodder. For hundreds upon hundreds of years the brought havoc to mortals, tipping the balance in their favor. The god...