Should I kiss you or punch you? [Rhys]

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June 15, 2025
rhys alexander greyback

Maria was trying to make the best out of the quarantine. She could still work. If anything she had even more work. Since no one could travel out of the countries people were spending more time at Club Indigo. Of course, the events of the Quidditch match a few days ago had dampened most people's moods, including Maria's. Not because anyone she'd cared about had been there or been hurt. But because explosions in general just brought back bad memories. So, she'd just keep drowning herself in alcohol, and screw anything that moved. If you kept pretending that things didn't bother you it'd eventually be true... right?

Normally Maria didn't work tonight but, not wanting to be left with her own dark thoughts, she'd taken on some overtime. The club was packed, patrons dancing in beat to the music and the bartenders poured drink after drink. It was still pretty early in the evening, too early for anyone to be too drunk and needing to be kicked out. Just her kind of scene. 

She'd just finished her dance on the stage, practically oozing Veela charm, when someone approached her. There were always a few that were brave enough after a dance to approach. Tis particular brave soul, surprisingly, wasn't here for himself though. When he asked if she did private dances, she smiled, then he added that it was a surprise for a friend. Maria's eyebrows raised. Bachelor party maybe? "If you're paying, I'll dance for whoever you want," was her answer. Didn't really matter to her if it was him or his friend. She gave her price, he accepted, and she told him where to go. They had a few private rooms for occasions like this. Despite being a bit small, the room was comfortably decorated, a lush couch against one wall. 

Maria lounged on the couch, a glass in one hand. She swirled the liquid in the glass lazily. She wasn't drunk, but she'd been maintaining a slight buzz from vodka. The door opened, and she casually glanced up. 

Rhys Greyback.

"... I'm going to need more alcohol."

[rhys alexander greyback]

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June 15, 2025
@maria

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Rhys took the two shots that had been placed in front of him. The liquid was more certainly alcoholic but hardly the highest quality. Then again Rhys had made good use of his extensive alcohol collection from traveling since he'd been home for a stretch of period longer than he usually was. The quarantine had forced Gringotts to limit how often their employees were traveling and if they traveled they were under a strict quarantine when they returned. It wasn't ideal considering the past month or so had been himself slipping into a gentle darkness he couldn't describe. Normally Rhys heavily focused in his work half because he was career oriented and the other half as a way to stay out of his own head. Truthfully, he hadn't been able to stop thinking about her. His dead younger brother's cousin whom he met by chance on the anniversary of his passing. It still baffled him how the universe seemed to bring together two clearly broken people knowing the pieces would fit that night. However, the eventful night was followed by an equally eventful morning.

Still, life went on and that meant tonight. A coworker of his was due to be married soon and so the it was a boys' night out and was he going to say no to coming to the club with beautiful dancers? No, he wasn't. Although it had been some time since Rhys had stepped foot in this particular establishment and the past few weeks had just been spent at various pubs in an attempt to not be alone. Unlike the other night when a woman had asked him if "this seat was taken" he had said no, they'd spend the night together and she'd leave. But, something was different and he knew it was with him. Ever since he'd let go of that fortitude he was used to he hadn't been able to stop thinking about it, wanting it. Like an addict throwing away an accustomed sobriety. Rhys focused on the group of men in front of him, they were good guys and were all focused on the women around them, paying attention to them.

The one getting married was a popular Curse Breaker in the group, a very likeable guy who had brought quite a few Galleons to spend tonight and Rhys overheard the end of a sentence having to do with private dances. Rhys accepted the new glass of whiskey a blonde waitress brought him and he thanked her, his eyes following her for a moment as she walked away. His friend then came over to him and "Don't worry, I got one for you too!" Rhys chuckled and walked with him as he draped his arm around him drunkenly. As the groom he was the first to take shots and have drinks and clearly didn't have the same tolerance that Rhys did. They stopped in front of a wall with doors, he hadn't realized it would be this private but who was he to complain? Anything to distract him at this point. His friend smirked at him and raised his eyebrows and looked at the door before leaving him.

His drink in his left hand he opened the door with his right and immediately paused. Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Again, the odds of the universe cross their paths? With a sigh he stepped into the room and closed the door, no doubt it would be less of a scene this way rather than turning around and walking away with all his co-workers right there. "You and me both." He agreed wondering if it was worth consuming the entire glass in his hand at once. They weren't drunk this time and he couldn't help but take in her appearance, she was dressed as the other women were which was way less than she had been wearing last time. Still beautiful, still alluring, still his dead brother's cousin. "For the record, I didn't know you worked here." She was sitting on the sole couch in the room, so what now?

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June 15, 2025
rhys alexander greyback

Maria wasn't.... against the idea of Rhys. Because... well damn, who could forget that night they'd shared? Who wouldn't want more? Maria was already a bit of a sex addict, so when she found someone that could test even her limits? It was damn hard to stay away. It'd helped that she didn't know his number, so at least the temptation to call hadn't been there. But here he was now. The realization of sharing a relative had been a shock, but now? Well, now Maria had had time to adjust and stop thinking too much about it. Elias hadn't been especially close to any of his siblings, after all. Plus, Maria wasn't related to Rhys. So... was there any harm? Maybe. Some might still consider it taboo, or something but... Eh Maria's reputation couldn't really get much worse, could it?

Rhys seemed just has unsure of the situation as she was, standing by the closed door. She smirked as he spoke, agreeing with the comment, then adding that he hadn't know she worked here. Maria raised an eyebrow. "Wasn't going to ask you." She didn't seemed concerned at all that he'd shown up at her work. the odds that his friend had approached her was probably just a coincidence. Because, hey, Veela charm was strong. She slid over a bit on the couch, making room for him, and sipped from her glass before setting it down. "Well, it seems we have two options. We can sit and chat, or..." Her voice trailed, hoping he'd know what she meant. His friend had paid her for a private dance, after all. "You decide." Though, personally with him here... She hoped he opted for the second option. She didn't really want to talk. Because then it might, eventually lead to Elias and that would be a major mood killer.

[rhys alexander greyback]

 

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June 15, 2025
@maria

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Even with her Veela charm and very distracting outfit he still felt awkward. It was such a different situation than just 'Oh, we slept together once and I haven't seen you since.' That would have been way less awkward. Still, his slightly buzzed mind attempted to look on the bright side of things and chalk this up to a blessing in disguise possibly. Rhys enjoyed a woman's company but her company had been a whole new level he hadn't even know he was capable of or wanted and now that he'd had it he couldn't let it go. Still, that would require her to be willing and if she detested the idea then that was full stop on that idea. He saw as Maria moved over on the couch and then spoke aloud the two options here. Truthfully, it was an easier choice than he'd thought it would be.

Rhys wasn't particularly interested in talking, that wasn't his purpose here tonight regardless of whether he ran into Maria again or not. He'd already shared a physical intimacy with her that far surpassed a dance, what was the harm? "Can't say I'm in a talking mood tonight." Plus conversation would probably be more awkward than him standing by the door or anything else at that moment, what did they have to talk about anyway. Taking her up on his offer he walked over to the couch and seated himself next to her. Since the seat wasn't terribly large he suddenly found himself very physically close to her, he could feel her body heat--the same heat from that night and she still looked as every bit as beautiful as when he first saw her. Rhys drank some of his whiskey, his throat had gone a bit dry. Not five minutes in this room as his blood was already stirring.

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rhys alexander greyback

Maria couldn't stop the sly smirk as he spoke, saying he wasn't in a taking mood. "Talking is boring," she answered. Though, if he'd chosen that... Well, she would have respected it. Cause, maybe he was still hung up on the Elias thing. His words reassured her he wasn't. It seemed to have merely been a shock of the moment thing, something neither were prepared for. But this time? At least they didn't have to worry about any new surprises... right? It took him a moment, but finally Rhys moved, sitting down beside her and taking a swig from his drink. The motion seemed to be like the final straw, breaking whatever reservations Maria had. He was willing.

Unlike the first night where they'd met, and seduction really hadn't been on her mind, it definitely was today. He'd met Maria on an "off day". Now, he'd get to see her when she was more... herself. His apartment had been his turf, his domain. But now he was in hers. He'd play by her rules. She reached for his glass, plucking it out of his hand and setting it aside without asking him. She didn't ask permission, nor did she ask before moving on the couch so she was straddling him, her hands on his chest to push him as hard as she could into the back of the couch. "I have two rules. One, you do exactly what I tell you. Two, you keep your hands to yourself. If you break either-" She leaned in close, her lips just a breath from his ear. "I get to punish you," her final words were barely a whisper but thick with intent. She leaned back, though still stayed in his lap, hands against his chest. "Understand?"

[rhys alexander greyback]

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June 15, 2025
@maria

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No sooner had Rhys sat down was his drink taken from him, he followed the glass with his eyes as it was set aside on the table next to her abandoned drink. However, his eyes went back forward as suddenly her legs were on either side of him she was directly facing him her hands pushing hard on his chest. It wasn't what he expected, such dominance and control coming from her. He figured with her Veela charm she could have any man at her beck and call, immediately wrapped around her finger and begging for more. Her body was merely inches from his own and her taking charge was intriguing, it was new and it was incredibly provocative. The drink he had just been pining for was a mere and unimportant memory. The energy in the room was different now, but it was a familiar one and one he had been craving.

She spoke her demands and her rules and he listened intently. The fogged his brain as did she, feeling her breath on his ear gave him slight chills. Rhys' gaze met her own, his eyes had darkened he felt that need--the same one from before. There wasn't something about her that brought it out of him and he actually surmised it wasn't the Veela charm but it was certainly her. The thought ran through his mind again, two broken souls finding pieces in one another to make oneself whole again. Her rulers. Rhys smirked slightly as now he was tempted to move his arms from the back of the couch, he wanted to moves his hands up her bare thighs and pull her even closer to him but he could wait. His eyes traveled the path he was thinking about but he wanted to see where this went. So locked eyes with her again, and nodded a 'Yes' to her question and to her rules.

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June 15, 2025
rhys alexander greyback

Maria knew how to rile people up. Rhys, from her experience the other night, wasn't the shy type. He didn't need a girl acting coy. He was the unrestrained, rough, take it all and leave nothing, sort. So was Maria. That was what had made that first night so exhilarating. Two completely unhinged individuals that only cared about their only pleasure and using the other. But not today. Today she would make him beg.

Maria smirked down at him, not moving as she waited for his answer. He didn't even manage words, just silently nodding and not breaking eye contact. She wondered how long he might last, considering last time. Could he restrain himself? Well, if he couldn't... she had ways to make him listen. He might be stronger than her, but she was the one in control here. He'd either learn that the easy way.... or the hard way. She leaned in again, so close their lips almost touched. "Good."

Then she pulled way, denying him of any further contact. Pushed herself off his lap and taking a few steps backwards, her eyes never breaking from his. She kept retreating until she reached the door, still not looking away, as she reached out to lock it. Didn't want any disruptions, right? Still not looking away she reached for the light switch next, diming the lights. He wanted a show? She'd give him a goddamn show that he'd never forget. The music that had been playing softly overhead seemed to grow louder, though it was only due to the silence between them.

Maria knew her body. Knew how to turn, and move in ways that would extenuate her figure, her hands acting like guides to draw his attention to where she wanted him to look. She stayed away from him at first, letting him watch and fantasize from a safe distance. Men always found it easy to keep to themselves when she wasn't near. But she also wanted to tempt him, so the distance didn't last. While she'd told him to keep his hands to himself, she'd made no such promises herself. Though, any movement he made and she backed off immediately, smirking and shaking her head. Oh, she knew she was testing his limits and self control. Teasing him but then denying any sort of satisfaction. Somehow she always stayed in rhythm with the music.

Maria was putting on a very good show, more effort than she usually did for a dance. Maybe it was because she wanted to see if she could break him. If she could push him until his self restraint snapped. Whether it did or not, it wasn't for lack of trying on Maria's part. She'd finally moved back into his lap, straddling him again, hands lightly running across his chest.... When there was a knock at the door.

Maria tsked loudly, pulling back and glaring at the door. Was his time up already? No doubt his friends wondering where he was...

[rhys alexander greyback]

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June 15, 2025
@maria

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Restraint. Restriction. Control. Patience. 

Words that Rhys lived by, he had been taught and had been ingrained in him as a child. He was a werewolf no doubt, but he would not be animal the world believed him to be. Driven to succeed he displayed a remarkable equanimity while only expressing his real self behind closed doors, if he even did that. That other night, however, that first and thus far only night with Maria had been the complete opposite of that creed. The animal in his soul had been long forgotten, the savagery he experienced as a young boy made him fear his true self and his true nature. Rhys was afraid if people saw that, would they run as they did his true father. Maria hadn't run, she'd wanted it and kept up with him. She hadn't run away from him, she hadn't feared him. Everything that had occurred that night and was occurring in these past few minutes was intent on challenging everything he knew to be, but instead of feeling afraid of that change he felt intoxicated by it.

She backed away from him and although his body felt like it was on fire he missed her warm self near him. He heard a small click and realized she had locked the door. They were locked in here together, but she was the predator this time--the alpha. If there was ever a test of his fortitude this certainly felt like one. The light dimmed but he could still see her clear as day as she moved to the music and she had Rhys' full undivided attention. Merlin, this girl knew what she had and what she was capable of. If she danced like this for all her customers how many of them just turned into putty in her capable hands. She would move but slowly creep toward him still on the couch and the closer she was physically close to him the more tempted he was to reach out and grab her. Rhys felt that need again, it was burning through his internal restraints.

She moved close to him, putting her foot on the couch in between his legs dangerously close to him and leaned forward so her lips were almost touching his and he instinctively leaned forward but she pulled away with a teasing smile pulling back completely. Rhys clenched his jaw, she was frustrating him and he knew he could just grab her but then there would be punishment and it would mean he'd lost his control. She then came back and straddled him like before, their eyes were locked. He could feel his breathing a bit ragged, he felt flushed. However, the universe appeared to have other plans--a fucking knock. Whatever trance Rhys had been in he was immediately taken out of now he felt a different sort of frustration.

The knock came again "Hello? Is someone in here?" He couldn't believe it, and he was tempted to throw her off his lap and march over to the door and tell whoever it was on the other side to fuck off. Instead he almost growled back "YES! Someone is in here." He hadn't been in here that long for someone to try and kick him out already and they could certainly try but he was ready for a fight. "Oh, sorry!" He heard them say and nobody knocked again. Satisfied that nobody was going to barge in through the locked door he took a breath. His restraint and his patience were wearing thin.

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June 15, 2025
rhys alexander greyback

Oh, Maria was definitely testing his limits. She could practically feel the frustration seeping off him. He hadn't relented yet though, somehow managing not to lose all control. But oh, it must have been hard. She could see it in his eyes. See that she had him wrapped around her fingers and that desperate hunger. It drove her to tease him even more. Deny a man long enough, the pressure building, and building... Until he snapped. If he'd been that rough and wild with only a little push a few weeks ago.... What might he be like when he was pushed off the edge? It was so cute seeing just how frustrated he was.

Maria did wonder, was this the end of their time? Was it his friends, coming to find him? Coming to take him away? That thought ignited a fiery rage. Right now she was feeling quite... possessive. He might have come here with friends, but he was hers tonight. Rhys seems to have a similar sentiment. The person that had knocked asking if someone was in here, and Rhys' frustrated response. Oh, she liked that tone. Her smile was positively wicked as he took a breath, still looking and sounding just as frustrated. She leaned forward again, her hands moving down his arms to grasp his wrists firmly. It was a possessive move. "Haven't had enough yet...?" her voice was low, soft, but thick with suggestion.She leaned in even more, her teeth grazing the delicate skin just below his ear. "I won't stop until you beg." She could tease him as long as it took... But she doubted it'd be long. He already seemed so close to the edge, just a few breaths away...

[rhys alexander greyback]

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June 15, 2025
@maria

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Rhys had closed his eyes when he'd taken a breath to try and steady himself mentally, but he couldn't . He couldn't concentrate, it was like there was a fog covering his brain and all he could think about was the woman in his lap. She grabbed his wrists and he opened his eyes, holding her gazed until she spoke to him again and as she nipped his ear he shuddered slightly. Every part of him felt sensitive and her touch was fire on his skin. She was physically and verbally teasing him, playing with him and he felt as wound up as he'd ever felt. She was treading closely to the edge. It wasn't Rhys' first encounter with a dancer or a lap dance, he was surprised at how close he felt to just giving her what she wanted. He wondered how long he would last at this point, this was the point he had feared--what he hadn't wanted people to see. Whether it was physical intimacy or just his temper in general. It was always there, lying dormant. His quest for self-control and restraint had been to control that anger he'd held onto as a boy, the hidden rage.

Now she was slowly pulling on a part of him he had hidden deep, pressing all the right buttons and exerting a tremendous amount of patience in the process. The other night neither of them had been particularly patient and he'd just let go of himself with her. This, well this was different and it wouldn't compare to that first time. Rhys felt his heart pound in his chest, his breathing a bit erratic. She had no idea what she was asking him to do, to let go as she wanted to surrender to his internal rage and surrender to her. He'd never met anyone that had this effect on him, he knew he was in trouble--he knew he was addicted. She grazed his ear again and he closed his eyes and clenched his jaw and finally remembered his voice. "You'd like that wouldn't you?" His throat felt so dry, his voice was low and husky.

Rhys' whole self was fighting him right now. The self-control, the unyielding discipline. This was stronger than all that and he needed it, he needed her. Rhys never thought he would understand addiction but now it all was clear and made perfect sense even among the fog in his brain. He took a few shuddered breaths, it would take him a second. He'd never had to do this before. Half of him wanted to yank his hands away and grab her, throw her against the wall and show her what she had brought out in him. He weighed his options as much as his foggy brain could do and he clenched his jaw. "Fine." He said, frustrated more than ever now. "You have me."

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June 15, 2025
rhys alexander greyback

Maria couldn't practically feel the tension. Rhys fighting to stay in control. Was he thinking someone else might disturb them? A valid concern.. They were still at a night club after all. But didn't that make it even more exciting? The thrill and fear of being caught? It was exhilarating. She tightened her grip on his wrists, just in case he tried moving on her. "You would too," she breathed, her voice just as low as his.

When she wanted, Maria could exercise some extreme self control. If she had an end goal in sight. Something to focus on that was strong than her own indulgent needs. In this situation, it was the idea of what might happen that kept her focused. She loosened her grip on his wrists, raising one hand and lightly caressing his cheek, her eyes casually following the curve of his jaw, to his lips, then to his eyes. "Don't you want me, Rhys...?" It was a bit of a low blow, because she knew he wanted her. But she didn't want him like this. She wanted the beast from a few weeks ago.

Maria tilted her head as he said she had him. It was an almost innocent look... But Maria was not innocent. "Of course I have you." Considering their current positions... She leaned back in, her lips close to his own. "Say please," she ordered. He had agreed to her rules after all. Rule one: Do what she said.

[rhys alexander greyback]

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June 15, 2025
@maria

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Rhys was angry. She had him, he'd conceded. Her hand was on his face and he watched her, what was she planning what was her endgame here? It frustrated Rhys to no end how malleable he was becoming with her. She took away his self-control and it frightened and excited him all at the same time. It was a thrill, she was making him chase her. But this was unacceptable, nobody was supposed to make him feel this weak. Maria spoke a question that should have been rhetorical but he felt the need to answer her. "Yes..." He was only half physically restrained now, he could have at it if he wanted to. Rhys felt tense, but only because there was that shred of will he was holding onto. He was in an angry and lustful haze, this effect she had on him--he would certainly have to have his revenge at some point.

Her face was almost touching his as she asked him to say please. Those were the rules right? Comply with her demands? One of her hands still held his left wrist and he pulled so that she would maintain her grip but she would move into him. Rhys moved his head so that he could know move his mouth close to her ear as she had done to him earlier. "Please." He said breathily. He'd done what she asked and he hadn't broken the other rules. Rhys was growing more and more impatient. This wasn't just a dance anymore, it was a game and he didn't like the idea that she was possibly going to win. His blood was boiling and his hand was free, she'd gotten overconfident. His right hand wasn't restrained and he placed it on her exposed thigh, moving up until he grabbed her waist and pulled her close to him. His teeth grazed her ear and his lips made contact with her neck hungrily.

He was done waiting.

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**TW/CW adding this now cause Maria's getting violent >.>**

June 15, 2025
rhys alexander greyback

A chill ran up her spin as he finally whispered that sweet word. Please. Finally. She'd already known he was desperate but she'd needed to hear it. To have him finally give in to her control. She didn't even mind that he'd broken the second rule a moment later, his free hand grabbing her waist to pull her in tight against him and his teeth against the sensitive skin of her neck. Maria let out a breathy gasp, her head instinctively tilting to expose her neck. There it was, finally. Still not completely off the leash, but the beast had finally bared its fangs.

Maria, though, was still in a very aggressive mood herself. She wasn't going to relinquish the control she'd gotten easily. Her free hand moved to the back of his head, grabbing a fistful of his short hair and yanking his head back. She'd obviously had a lot of practice to get a good enough grip on such short hair. Momentarily her gaze met his own, her eyes hungry and fiery. It was like a cat that had finally found its prey and was about to strike. And then, she was desperately kissing him. She didn't care that he was a Greyback. Didn't care that he was Elias' half-brother. All she cared about was that she needed him now.

[rhys alexander greyback]

TW/CW and yea

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June 15, 2025
@maria

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Rhys needed her and now. She didn't push him away when he kissed her neck and instead moved to expose more skin. She wanted this too, and he managed to get a few hot kisses in before he felt his head being yanked back. It wasn't what he expected especially with his hair so short but Maria had some how managed it and in between his surprise and the pain in his head he also felt exhilarated, with his sensitivity level so high the pain was actually having a euphoric effect. Much like all the scratches he'd had to heal from the last time on his chest, shoulders and back. Her mouth melded with his own and he thanked Merlin the door had been previously locked and his friends had already been on their way to a wonderful drunken night to probably even notice he was gone for so long. Or had it been that long? Honestly, Rhys hadn't the faintest idea of how much time had passed. His attention had been entirely trapped and his focus had gone to trying to control himself and resist.

His blood was on fire, his whole body felt like it was on fire and his hands went to her waist to pull her even closer to him if possible. He was hungry, he didn't want to wait anymore--she'd made him wait. This Rhys was not the patient, observant composed man he presented himself to be. Right now he was greedy, he was thirsty and he he wanted it now. Pulling back to catch his breath he stood them up and once they were standing he kissed her again. How often did this happen? Where a dance becomes much more than a dance and an all out war between two animals. She wanted him to be rough, carnal like some wanton beast then the lady would get her wish. Pulling back again his eyes were dark and barely blue anymore and his face serious and determined. One thing never changed, he was resolute when he had a goal and she was his target right now.

Rhys moved them so she was against the wall, another familiar position and he kissed her hotly before using his hands on her waist to turn her around so her front was on the wall. He leaned into her kissing her neck near her ear as his hands were at her waist and he moved his leg in between hers to spread them a bit. She may have commanded him earlier and steered him out of his cage but he was in charge now. His breathing was ragged and heavy. "This is what you wanted, right?" She wanted him, Rhys the werewolf--the Greyback, well here he was.

[ oh, look shiny things over there! And also a time lapse]

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June 15, 2025
rhys alexander greyback

-Picking up after the time lapse -

When you poked a caged bear enough, it eventually bit back. You could only rile up a beast so much before, finally, it refused to take anymore and asserted it's dominance. That was true in both the animal, and human kingdom. It seemed, the combination of Rhys and Maria was the perfect example of this. Poking, prodding, teasing, until finally something snapped and everything was forgotten except for a very basic and primitive need: lust. Maria, already a ruthless and merciless lover when given the opportunity, seemed to have met her match. Because Rhys was just as ruthless and merciless, with enough prodding. It was a very strange feeling, losing all control and being entirely at the mercy of someone else. Knowing that she'd driven him to a point of no return, and that he'd made her pay for it. Maria loved control. Control gave her power, and after being so powerless most her life, it was one of her greatest desires and driving forces.

Strangely enough... She.... liked it? She, Maria, obsessed with power and control, couldn't stop her heart from racing with excitement when she lost both. Maria had never been the sort for "safe words", but it almost made her realize why people used them. When you gave someone this amount of control, you were entirely at their mercy and you had to hope and pray that things didn't go too far. Thankfully, Maria was very open to new experiences, so there wasn't much (that she could think of) that he could do that would truly make her worry.

It was very aggressive. Being (mostly) sober also ensured that both of them felt everything that they did to the other's body. Unlike the first night they'd spent together Maria knew where every scratch, bruise, and ache came from. Thankfully though, there was very little that could be broken in the room, so despite their antics, the only evidence of what had happened would be the pair themselves. Maria ran a hand through her damp hair as she leaned against the back of the couch, pulling any stray strands from her eyes, and held out Rhys' previously forgotten whiskey glass to him. "Your friend owes you. That was way more then just a lap dance."