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

Tine was admittedly a little glad that her red-furred pet was so vocal. Confident that Engel was enjoying her attentions, she did not pause for a time. At a certain point, though, she felt it was time to continue to the next-- and final-- stage of his reward.
The Messeda girl pulled back without a word, turning away and beckoning for him to come closer. She swept her tail to the side and whined softly, waiting for him to accept her invitation. This time she felt no discomfort or uncertainty, though she was distinctly aware of darker desires lurking under the surface. The shadow would not hurt her pet badly, of that she was certain; it did not mean that she didn't want to, though.