Aster unintentionally let out a whine in protest when Stahl retreated from the kiss, embarrassing himself just a bit at the reaction the withdrawal of the muzzle had spurred from him.
She only chuckled, content with Aster's adorable mewling, whining for more of her administrations. She would give her human plenty to whine about by the night's end.
Stahl began lightly grazing her poised claws on Aster's back, stimulating the skin just enough to gift her with more chills for her claws to dance over. She spoke in a kinder tone than she had ever thought herself capable of using. It strangely reminded the she-wolf of her father's voice.
"What do you want me to do? Tell me, Aster, what do you want?"
Stahl was staring down at him. Her fanged smile had a more tender note to it this time, despite the recent aggression she had just displayed in the kiss. The silvery gray eyes studied Aster with such focused intimacy that they seemed like they would follow him wherever he went.
