Aw, promise? [ don’t threaten her with a good time. her extremely sane laugh is only temporarily interrupted by the detonation, replaced again by coughing while there’s still ash in her mouth and now her tongue is singed. deservedly, again. her tail starts to move, the punishment and sear to her mouth and the sharp of the heel to her back met simply with greedy anticipation.

the knife can’t cut much of anything, not without effort, but she has enough sharp to her nails to start slicing clawmarks to w’s legs, removing her tights in long cuts and ribbons. she doesn’t have to lick tights clean if she simply shreds them. that’s the kind of flexible thinking the worst ex-famiglia wolf has. anyway she’d prefer to lick bare thighs instead and dips down to do just that as her hands go to spread w’s legs apart. ]

I was your willing partner, tesoro. Surely you can dance and be mine for a round too. You were so kind as to fill two of my holes, even… it’s only fair if I could have at least one of yours as well. [ as for which—her hand holding the slick knife slinks down w’s thigh to grope her ass, give it a nice claw-studded squeeze. the toy knife is generously and filthily dripping with her juices already but well, she doesn’t mind licking w open a little more beforehand or even salivates at the opportunity. ] This one, for instance, I think would make a cute sheath.

How about it?