Boartusk Heights Let's Go Up In Flames

The impromptu bath halted at the outburst from her foe. A dangerous glint entered her violet lenses as their gaze shifted to clash with his. A familiar burn returned within her very core, and the familiar sound of clicking teeth could be heard above the drizzle of rain. A bright flash of canines that begged to be put to use if the brute tried to force her against her will. Leonidas would receive a warning this time, but the demoness would not hesitate to defend herself. 

The display of aggression vanished as quickly as it had appeared. His motivations became crystal clear in that short moment, and there was immediately a move in play to take advantage of his vulnerability. The serpentine woman was fast to latch onto the words he spoke carelessly, and she was even faster to identify the weakness that lay behind them. A quick movement roused her from her laying position. The woman stalked to him with an indiscernible darkness upon feminine features, and the permanent scowl was forgotten for the time being. Dysis would make use of him yet. 

The distance between them had been mere feet, but the boundaries were forgotten in her brazen approach. No aggression lay within sight as she approached Leonidas, but there was a palpable lack of submission. If the defiant woman was going to eat, it would be worth her while with the help of Aphrodite to charm the male before her. 

 

A light brown muzzle with a crescent moon of scars nudged the underneath of the very maw that had put them there in a silent signal for the massive dark head to be raised. Dysis did not wait for his consent before rubbing the underneath of his chin with her head, shoulders, and back before settling against his chest and atop his front paws with the broadside of her back against him. A pleased sound rumbled from her chest at the delectable warmth provided from another body, and she was hopeful that her actions might have prompted him to think with something other than his mind. A trail of crimson from his mouth became the only evidence of her actions. 

Dysis was aware that his faith would halt any attempts for her life, and his full attention was needed for what was to come. I will eat on one condition, Leonidas. She purred beneath his chin, but her sights were set upon the tusk of the boar before her. A vixen tempting his ego in a bid for control. An unspoken clamber for power over him. 

  

You will help me revive Ludus Magnus to it's former glory. You will swear it to me before the gods. Then, and only then, will I offer you the trophy of this kill. The words left no room for questioning, and Dysis had planned it that way. The woman knew what she desired, and she could only hope the persuasion would sway her foe the same way.