Cerulean Cape hey-- i was doing just fine before i met you

Unexpectedly, the shadow softened further at Engel's sigh. She felt, for the first time, an obligation to be gentle with him-- at least for the moment. Surely the shift was temporary, as Tine had never been anything but malicious when presented with control of another. It didn't matter much in the moment anyway; she was already softly licking the top of his head and his ears. Her purpose was still clear, but now she had ideas other than her own desires. It was a strange feeling-- uncomfortable, even.
But something about it excited her; perhaps that it was another exercise in power over him. She could be generous to an extent, when he proved himself worthy. Tine would always be too selfish to do him the ultimate kindness and let him go, but she could make him enjoy being owned. Sometimes.
The Messeda girl pushed at him with her muzzle after a few moments, trying to get him to roll over onto his back. She wanted to be in control again, but this time things would be... a little different from the times before.