Hm? It seems like my brutality arouses you. My, you're a bit of a strange one, aren't you? I was hoping you would grow used to it, though I see that I do not have to train you very much at all. How wonderful! I'm going to have fun with you.
[Oh right. Dimly, Sekhmet remembers, after all of this being careful and deliberate and considerate of Shrike's feelings since getting back together with her, that she likes to be thoroughly dominated and treated roughly. After all, she liked having her blood sucked so much. And Sekhmet, for her part is more than pleased to oblige.
Sekhmet tears off the rest of Shrike's top, reducing it to rags. Two of her fingers extrude sharp claws at the end, and she runs them down her firm abdomen, causing sharp stinging pain and making shallow bleeding cuts. Taking a moment to admire her handiwork, she leans in, and licks up the wounds, closing them a little but not removing the pain entirely. She takes Shrike's other breast and firmly kneads it, as she tilts her chin back with clawed fingers and bites this time into her soft throat, biting harder and drinking more deeply and letting the blood run sloppily down her chin and own throat, as she alternates massaging her breast, and rough tweaks of her nipple between thumb and forefinger.
A monstrous and wild lust is rising up in her, and she remembers now how much she loved doing this with Shrike, roughness and all. She hopes someday she can get Shrike to do things like this to her.
Eventually though, she pulls away again, licking Shrike's wound closed, a devilish grin on her bloody lips.]
I wonder what I will do with you? Shall I just send you back out into the world of humans again with rich treasures and the memories of passion? Or would you prefer something else?
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[Oh right. Dimly, Sekhmet remembers, after all of this being careful and deliberate and considerate of Shrike's feelings since getting back together with her, that she likes to be thoroughly dominated and treated roughly. After all, she liked having her blood sucked so much. And Sekhmet, for her part is more than pleased to oblige.
Sekhmet tears off the rest of Shrike's top, reducing it to rags. Two of her fingers extrude sharp claws at the end, and she runs them down her firm abdomen, causing sharp stinging pain and making shallow bleeding cuts. Taking a moment to admire her handiwork, she leans in, and licks up the wounds, closing them a little but not removing the pain entirely. She takes Shrike's other breast and firmly kneads it, as she tilts her chin back with clawed fingers and bites this time into her soft throat, biting harder and drinking more deeply and letting the blood run sloppily down her chin and own throat, as she alternates massaging her breast, and rough tweaks of her nipple between thumb and forefinger.
A monstrous and wild lust is rising up in her, and she remembers now how much she loved doing this with Shrike, roughness and all. She hopes someday she can get Shrike to do things like this to her.
Eventually though, she pulls away again, licking Shrike's wound closed, a devilish grin on her bloody lips.]
I wonder what I will do with you? Shall I just send you back out into the world of humans again with rich treasures and the memories of passion? Or would you prefer something else?