It was late evening when Nivis stepped onto the unknown land; the sun was already set and the sky dim, bathed in a dark blue, first stars seeping through. Once before their light would baby the avenue, playing the role of a friend to a poor solace seeking child.

It was only then that the sweet scent spoke mantra into the void, luring the man and pulling him close… close, close, so close that the musk of those nearby dissolved in its intoxicating potion. And only then, then, then, Nivis recognized who it belonged to:—his perfect wife, wandering closer and closer, slowly unknowingly falling into the little trap of lust.

That’s what god wanted and fate arranged. That’s what Reyna prayed nights for with a candle up in the front, paws cold, mind sold. 

Reyna, he sang songs, canines glistering in the moonlight. Long time no see. She was as beautiful as always, perhaps even hotter than ever before, but that naturally came with the hypnotizing smell of her perfection.

a black snake slithers through the ravine, eager for its catch. it has chosen the queen, and she recognizes it.

her body betrays her. traitorous thing. she had climbed down from her palace to avoid alerting the men she had gathered that their husbandless queen was fertile. reyna could never have faith that her subjects would not answer the primitive call to conceive. and now she reunites with her equally traitorous beloved.

she was saving this heat for her chosen, and now the vampiress has second thoughts. she scrutinizes nivis, his eagerness as he bounds towards her as if nothing happened. they'd made love plenty of times prior, but now there is a different kind of lust clouding both of their vision.

you tread awfully close to my kingdom's borders. she speaks breathlessly. any closer, and i would've sent my guards.. why do you return?

The devil himself has stopped in his tracks, thinking through what the devilness herself mentioned about her personal protection and upon that spoke in an ultimate serene as the blood moon shone above. Is that so? My dear Reyna has gone delusional with the heat while I was gone, now thinking others do serve her still He took one step closer to the furious phenomenon and tilted his head with a confident smirk. Why would the queen herself ran away from those who protect her if so then, hmm?

Those whispers now sounded close to the malefice’s ear as its reason kissed the underside of its neck, licking a venomous, hardly avoidable stripe up that erogenous chin. The voice stole a grumble and low groan as nostrils were filled with abrasive pheromones the queen disengaged and so the addictive taunt could pursue. Give me more, give me more; conceal in my heart and suffocate in my and your own vitriolic yearning selfhood.

I could not stay away for too long from the mistress herself; she called and requested my presence personally and so I followed her commands and found myself in front of her lovely apparent kingdom. She, her body and mind have been starving for my company; I feel. Nivis coated the woman in a delicate appetance and stole a lovely gulp from her throat upon kissing her fuzzy cheek again.

fool, i've amassed an army. i'll send them your way and hang your tongue over my throne if you don't quit it. and yet each touch from nivis sends electricity through her veins and reaches her loins. it melts the queen, but shes forced to hide the result of this warmth with her tail tucked between her legs and a veneer of a cold visage.

the fiend finds his way through it anyways, anxious to reach her flame. reyna bares her teeth, but never snaps her jaws at him as the pair metaphorically tangle. a mating dance, where one pulls back and the other pulls forward. until eventually, one or both give in, embrace the inevitable, and become one.
reyna stands, and finally lifts her tail like one would the skirt of a dress. a tease, but anytime nivis threatens to come closer, she turns around and prances a few steps away. 

he would have to fight to have her, and she'll enjoy every minute of it. her alluring snake eyes say all, as they burn a bright crimson.

For someone like yourself you are quite defensive in this pitiful situation, don’t you think so? It’s a little sad the queen calls and plays unapproachable like the god’s little girl, making him mad. Nivis says with a soft voice, spinning with the beauty of snow herself like they are on a carousel, pulling back and forth with deadly blades near the slender neck. ‘Round and ‘round. You want me; you missed me. You crave me, you desire me, you starve for me… don’t lie to yourself with those foolish threats of yours, Reyna. I can see the tips of your fingers itching for the belittle touch of the forbidden and your breath trembling like a leaf in the windy weather.

Finally, a taste of the poisonous sugar on the finicky tongue as it touches the sweet hidden places, swirling around with eyes closed and mind intoxicating scent in the expanded nostrils. Just a little lick, just a little taste, just a little of the prohibited hell and so the dance shall begin before the sunrise and a ballad to the exhausted moon starts.

Have me my pretty Reyna, be mine. He said to the highness, pausing the immortal head-spinning circle with a nose behind the floppy ear. A nuzzle. Let the lust go, my queen.

their dance continues, and reyna is the one that decides to give in. with a sigh, she lifts her whole skirt, and embraces the pestering man. she cannot deny him any longer.

their dance unravels as it reaches its crescendo, each calculated step now rabid and unpredictable. unstable, feral: wolf. reyna has finally learned what it is to be a wolf.

primal desire trump all the niceties of regalty. in the end, they are wolves. given teeth and claws to kill and bite and to latch onto their lovers like they do prey.

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reyna returns to her palace a changed woman. for once, a satisfied queen. filled not from blood but by love. nivis does not return with her, but it matters little.
now, she must wait.