This Axe is Dull..

Kaczor, indeed, did not miss the blown pupils, the sharp intake of breath, and the tensing of her wife in her arms. No, the idea had struck a chord, a bit of danger, which Kaczor should have known her wife would enjoy. Ahh darling, if it's begging you want, you should have just said so, but alas, you've agreed to be my prey now, and I am an avid hunter, remember? I know these woods well, having spent time with my father in them. Learning how to stalk, and be patient, and trap my quary into making a fatal mistake. The only disadvantage you have me at is I've a raging hard on thinking about what I'm going to do to you when I catch you. She grinned widely, dark eyes sparkling with mischief as she went to help her wife stand.

You have a five minute head start, my love, and know this, she was cut off by the kiss, and her wife's words, the drawn blood doing nothing to lessen her arousal, arms going to hold her wife in place as she leaned down to whisper in the woman's ear. I've not touched myself, or gotten off since the last time I fucked you, so know this, when you say anything I want, Ella, it will not be gentle, nor quick, nor quiet. She took her wife's hand, pressing the flat of it to the front of her winter slacks, showing her just how much this little game affected her, before she stood up to her full height, dainty hands going to tuck Ella's hair back from her eyes, and check her laces, and the ties of her jackets, making sure nothing would restrict her from running.

And once she was done, she smiled gently, and pressed a kiss to her wife's forehead, leaving a bit of a bloodied mark there.

Run.

And as soon as the other woman went to move, she started to count, aloud.

One.

Two.

Three. Time is ticking, Ella.

@Novella Tilani