A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Naeku moaned softly in Erik's neck, a wide smile on her full lips. "I want to hear everything that happened while I was in seclusion," she muttered softly. "I can sense a little turmoil inside you…"

With his arms wrapped around her and his face buried in her hair, Erik sighed softly. He suspected Naeku would be the strongest opposing voice to the idea of forcefully brainwashing this Meilin. Still, he actually looked forward to talking with her, so he nodded with a warm smile, "Of course."

"Good," she nodded, and then giggled as she lifted her head to whisper seductively in his ear. "And when we're done, I'll show you this princess still remembers how to serve her Sir~"

A hungry growl escaped Erik's throat, but his wife giggled again and quickly escaped his grip. "Only after!"

She took a step back, and only now did Erik get a good look at her with his own eyes. He grinned at her appearance. She wore the skimpy, flowing dress his other wives had given her, with the 'Sir's Princess' collar prominently displayed. Her modest but firm breasts trembled with every movement, her narrow waist was fully bare, and a single, flowing loincloth was all that covered her crotch and wide hips.

Between her long black hair; bronze skin; toned and exposed stomach, as well as this outfit, she looked just like an eastern belly dancer.

His personal, slutty princess belly dancer.

As for the panther ears that she kept even in human form, they just made her more exotic and cute.

All in all, she was simply an incredibly beautiful and sexy woman. Though Erik didn't like ranking his wives, secretly, there was no doubt that only Elora could surpass Naeku in this field.

Her playful yellow eyes met his amber gaze, and she saw the desire she awakened inside him, causing her to grin. She loved teasing him, but Erik smirked. After all, his various senses informed him that the flimsy panties hidden behind her loincloth were being soaked through as they spoke.

They stared at each other for a moment longer, silently. Love and desire both filled their eyes. They'd not seen each other in more than a month, and that separation happened far too short a time after their marriage.

"I'm going to travel around the continent for a while soon," he suddenly told her, stepping closer to cup her cheek. "Will you come with me while you fuse your affinities? I don't want to be separated for long again…"

He couldn't stop himself from proposing this now, as he wanted to be sure she'd come.

A bright smile formed on Naeku's lips, warmed by his words and the look in his eyes. She wrapped her arms around his waist again and reached for his lips with hers. A passionate kiss ensued.

When they separated, she was about to answer in the affirmative, but then her smile suddenly wavered a little. "Uhm… who is staying behind to defend the kingdom, though?"

Erik smiled. Some of his wives would not care about anything else and simply go if he asked, but that's not necessarily what he wanted. Naeku's responsible nature and love for her people were part of the reason he loved her.

"Don't worry," he assured her. "Astrid and Emma are staying behind. But more than that, that Maghreb trio has joined us now, and I doubt the hunters will launch any more incursions for a while." He winked warmly. "You've missed a lot, Naenae. The kingdom is a lot more stable now. If it wasn't, I wouldn't be going to travel."

Naeku breathed a soft, relieved sigh and then smiled at him. "I look forward to hearing about it! And of course I want to go with you!" She smirked playfully. "I mean, I could use your help with the fusing, after all."

They both chuckled and then fell silent for a moment again, just enjoying each other's presence.

Suddenly, they heard a rushing of cloth, and their eyes glanced at its origin.

Leila smirked wryly at them, already halfway to the training room when she realized she'd been noticed. "Heh, sorry, I didn't want to interrupt…" She turned in their direction and smiled at Naeku with open arms. "But now that I have, anyway… congratulations, little niece!"

Naeku smiled, winked at Erik, and then slipped out of his grip to hug her aunt. "Thank you!"

Erik smiled at their interaction. Although they'd established Naeku as Leila's mistress during sex, he was glad they could maintain their normal relationship outside of that.

He watched as Leila fussed over her niece for a little while. It was interesting to see this woman, who called him Daddy and served his every whim, act like a mature aunt, but he appreciated the contrast.

Eventually, Leila made her promise to tell Ankhur about it as soon as she was done with Erik. Naeku endured the fussing wryly and made the promise with a sigh, knowing her father would fuss in the same way.

Eventually, Leila blew a kiss at Erik, then disappeared into the training room to finally join Runa in hopefully breaking through.

When she was gone, Erik and Naeku fell into each other's arms again. "Come," he smiled at her. "I'll tell you everything," before the smile turned into a grin. "And when I'm done, I'll have you on your knees."

Naeku giggled playfully and touched the throbbing bulge in his pants. "Promises, promises," she whispered with a wink.

With that, they moved to the living room, and Naeku sat on his lap as he told her of the events from the last month-and-a-half or so while stroking her soft, furry ears.

He told her of the battles in Maghreb, the subjugation of its warlord rulers, and the weapons they found there. He didn't hide his week of debauchery with Emma, either, and then continued to the moment of capturing Meilin.

Though he was apprehensive about this before, Naeku was surprisingly indifferent about his decision to brainwash Meilin. Not entirely so, but after Erik told her of the restrictions he'd put on this decision, she quickly came fully around. Perhaps the hunters had committed enough atrocities that Naeku's principles didn't extend to them much anymore.

"I can't say I like it, but… anything to keep our family and my people safe," she told him, eyes hard, voice a growl.

Erik nodded with a sad smile, before telling her about the agonising he'd gone through regarding this decision…

Finally, he told her about the decision that came after.