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

The shadow purred a little when she heard her name, content with the effect she was having on him. She kept grooming the soft fur and delicate skin of his underside for a time; this particular act was unfamiliar to her, though she had heard of it, and that sparked some uncertainty. Tine hoped she would be gentle enough, that her inexperience would not ruin it.
Her hesitation faded soon, though, and then finally she drew her tongue across that most private part. She was slow and deliberate as she continued, mindful for once of Engel's comfort level. It wasn't as unpleasant as she had initially semi-feared it would be. A feeling of being in control, of holding power, spread through her-- there were, she decided, many ways to control a pet. This was one.