The black wolf

“Isnt that what makes this fun? The thrill of it all…” He snaked his arms around Declan’s neck, his grin radiating victory, now that what he wanted was within reach. “Now, be an obedient pup and do what you’re told~”

@alaricseer

 Alaric’s words were honeyed, and his tocin slipped from the tips of his fingers into Declan’s scalp. The hound wasnt mortal, so it wouldnt be addictive or fatal, but it was still a heady aphrodisiac. 

“Its only cheating if we get caught, but we can be careful, right?” 

“Such a sweet tongue on you, and such honeyed words.” Alaric’s grin was wide and unabashed; he’d more than found his entertainment for the evening. His fingers drifted through Declan’s hair, nails dragging lightly against the hounds scalp, not at all deterred by the looks.

“Do you want to know what I think?” The foot free of sandal pressed boldly against Declan’s groin. “I think you like it, and me.”

faolch–dubh:

Declan was suspicious but his sudden willingness to back down, but reached for the thin silk ties, unlacing them.

He gave a delicate shiver, letting the fabric pool down around his hips. Without a bit of shame, the Consort bent forward as he finished stripping, putting on more of a show than required. “You’re very good with your fingers, for having such big hands.”  

“Oh of course, my mistake.” Alaric sat up, his expression carefully smoothed to hide the satisfaction Declan’s blush inspired. “Well, I suppose you’ve thwarted me.” He sighed, and began to unravel the silks that made up his outfit. “If I cant go out and have fun, and you wont have fun with me, I’ll simply have to retire for the evening. Be a dear and undo the ties at my back?” 

faolch–dubh:

Declan sighed. “I will find a way to keep you suitably occupied.” He said, trying not to growled at the mention that he’d been staring. It was impossible not to stare at the Consort. “You are a peacock, even in Unseelie. It is impossible not to look at you.

“Mm sure, that’s why you were staring. I’m sure your mind was full of pure thoughts too, right? What would Subhoiem think.” At the very least, Alaric planned on goading the hound. 

Why did he have to be so damnably strong? It was both a turn on, and a nusance, making escape improbable. “But if you keep me occupied this evening, I won’t be tempted to slip out and cause trouble with someone else- it’s really an ideal situation. Besides, I’ve caught you looking at me before, did you think I hadn’t noticed?”

“Did you really just call me ‘little’- hey!” Alaric hadn’t expected that reaction, he was used to getting his way with little effort, and the added indignity of being carried didn’t help. “Think of it as doing him a service. You’d be making sure I was well taken care of in his absence.”

“I guess we’d better be careful then, hm? I mean, he would be awfully upset.” Alaric’s grin was playful, as he sidled up to Declan and pressed against him. “I won’t tell if you don’t. It will be our little secret, as they say.”