__MEA.CULPA__ [Mephisto/Fate]

[Sheera]

((XD-- hey... it was Fate not me.. give her the credits for that one XD))

Fate was able to calm her lustiness to a point where she could control her actions and wasn't about to jump on anything with a pulse. She wasn't sure exactly what he was thinking, but she was pretty damn sure he would soon, if not now, be debating over whether he could switch it up a little, if only for tonight.
Fate was debating over what to do to make this feel like, to him, more like he was more in control: like it was more like rape.
Then she found her way.
She yawned, relaxing her form... though it still pulsed dangerously... and, though she had strengthened her thread to a nylon rope, it was still possible that she leap at him at any moment.
She bowed her forlegs forward, sending her ass to the skies again, and stretched, staying in the position several seconds longer than necassary for a stretch. Then she lower her buttox, and the rest of her body, into the spynx pose once again, but she didn't stay in the pose long, no.
She rolled onto her back, her legs sprawled apart, hanging limp in the air, her head rolled back, so her eyes were on Mephisto, twinkling innocently.
"Come rest with me," she sighed, still on her back, "you must be tired."

[[that slut.]]



(just kidding XDXDXD)

[.Rabid Lycan.]

((hahaha XD well, she is acting like one… for Mephisto, anyway x3))

It was almost too much for a brute to bear. He stared down at her, eyes firmly locked onto her delicate form… her not-so-innocent eyes now betraying nothing more than adolescent sincerity. What’s she playing at? But at this point, he hardly cared. But the thrill would be lost on his part, and he decided that if he were to indulge in such a conventional fashion, he would never forgive himself for it.
Power and control. That’s the key… that’s it…
Slowly with deliberate, robotic movements, Mephisto settled down beside Fate, trailing his orbs along her exposed underside. Unhindered lusting glimmered on the filmy surface of his golden eyes, and he subconsciously shifted closer to Fate.
He practically reached out and dug his fangs into her neck dragged her down… if she weren’t already on the ground. In fact, Mephisto began to contemplate actually putting his thoughts to action…