Sunbeam Lair iii: relentless

she is carved from marble as the woman weaves her way through her fur. her cheek. her jaw. her throat. the woman quivers beside her, something beats beneath her pelt. her warmth withdraws from beside her and her muzzle follows the woman down as she stretches out on the stone. she is absolutely, perfectly motionless as the woman raises a paw to her chest, breath collecting in her chest. she is still a moment longer and then slides onto her stomach, stone cooling a fire she had not been aware of. 

she obeys easily, moving her muzzle feather-light over the woman's throat. she is careful. when she touched Vaati, it was not with the intent to provide pleasure but to taunt and to tug at their evershifting balance of power. it is different, now, and she pauses. she is vividly aware that in this she does not want to err, to fail. she moves her muzzle to the soft fur behind the woman's ear, preening there carefully. the meekness falters, however, at her fangs dart out to nip at the soft lobe of the woman's ear. growl, soft and careful, slips from her throat, and her preening becomes bolder as she moves her way down the woman's throat, testing.[/align][/narrow]