Kilian then reached down, his fingers gently but firmly closing around her thigh, pressing it down to ensure the potion spread evenly.
A soft, involuntary "M-meow..." escaped her lips as the slightly warm liquid made contact with her skin.
His voice dropped to a low, almost intimate murmur, still calm.
"Don't move," he instructed, his thumb subtly stroking the skin near the healing and disappearing bite mark.
"Relax and just let it happen."
"Don't make it harder for the both of us."
As Kilian moved to her second thigh, carefully pouring the shimmering red liquid and pressing it into the skin, the girl squirmed, choked "N-nyaa..." escaping her.
"I-It hurts..." she murmured, her voice barely audible, a mix of pain and profound embarrassment.
Kilian's smile widened, a mischievous glint entering his eyes.
"Don't worry," he said, his voice a smooth, low purr, the words just for her.
"It only hurts at first."
Just as the words left his lips, a wave of intense, almost burning pain washed over the woman's thighs, a searing sensation as the potion truly began to work.
Her eyes squeezed shut, and her body tensed involuntarily.
Instinctively, her hands shot out, gripping the front of Kilian's shirt and clenching the fabric tightly.
With a soft, involuntary jerk, she pulled herself forward, her head falling against his chest, burying her face into his tunic.
Her teeth dug into her lower lip to stifle a cry, but a soft, ragged moan "Mmmnh...", somewhere between pain and an overwhelmed sigh, still escaped her, a sound that was less a cry of agony and more an involuntary release of overwhelming sensation.
Then her body, still clinging to him, began to subtly relax as the searing pain subsided, replaced by a deep, tingling warmth.
A soft, prolonged "Ahhnn..." escaped her, a sound of involuntary contentment more than pain.
Kilian felt the tension slowly ebb from her form, her muscles loosening against him.
He leaned down a bit, his lips close to her ear, and whispered, his voice a light, playful murmur, "Does it still hurt?"
At his words, the feline girl's face flushed a deep crimson, a blush spreading from her cheeks to the tips of her black-furred ears.
Her eyes darted away, unable to meet his gaze, her entire body rigid with a sudden, overwhelming mortification that had nothing to do with the physical pain.
Kilian's gaze then flickered to Elara.
His attendant had averted her head slightly, her gaze fixed intently on some non-existent spot on the alley wall.
Yet, despite her efforts to appear unbothered, a tell-tale blush bloomed faintly across her cheeks and along the delicate curves of her ears.
Kilian's smile subtly shifted, a new thought sparking in his mind.
"Is she enjoying this too?" he wondered, a glint of amusement dancing in his eyes.
Kilian's gaze lingered on Elara's averted face and crimson ears for a moment longer, his amused speculation deepening.
It was then that he felt a light, tentative tug on the fabric of his shirt.
"Hey..."
His eyes flickered down to the feline girl pinned beneath him.
Her face was still a riot of red, her gaze resolutely fixed on the rough ground, but her small hand was timidly pulling at his tunic.
A weak, distinctly embarrassed feminine voice, barely above a whisper, reached his ears.
"Are... are you done?" she mumbled, the words catching in her throat.
"Can you... can you remove your hands from my thighs already?"
The direct, mortified request snapped Kilian back to the immediate reality of the situation.
His own eyebrows shot up, a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks as he suddenly remembered that he was, indeed, still firmly grabbing and pressing both of the woman's bare thighs.
His smile faltered slightly, replaced by a sheepish, slightly flustered grin.
"Ah, right, of course, of course!"
Kilian exclaimed, a nervous chuckle escaping him.
"I forgot for a second there, hahaha."
He quickly straightened up, pulling his hands away from her thighs as if they had suddenly become hot.
He then glanced at Elara.
"Elara, you can release her now."
With his command, both Kilian and Elara simultaneously removed their hands, releasing the feline girl from her prone position on the ground.
The feline woman immediately pushed herself back further, scrambling on her knees to put as much distance as possible between herself and the two enigmatic strangers.
Her eyes, still wide with a mixture of pain, confusion, and profound embarrassment, darted nervously between Kilian and Elara.
Then Kilian called out to her, "Hey, what's your name by the way?"
The woman answered immediately, scared of being pinned down again if she didn't answer the man's question.
"D-Domina..."
While the tense interaction between the three adults unfolded, Gris and Luna, now free from their biting duties, had completely immersed themselves back into their pastries.
They continued eating the food from the box, blissfully unaware of the dramatic event playing out just meters away, their small world narrowed to the delicious crumbs.
Kilian took a brief second to glance at the two utterly absorbed children, a faint smirk returning to his lips.
Then, his gaze shifted back to the feline girl.
She was still a vivid red, her posture hunched, seemingly lost deep in thought, or perhaps, still reeling from the profound embarrassment of their previous contact.
Kilian's voice, now devoid of any teasing, cut through her daze, sharp and clear.
"Aren't you their older sister who came to save them?" he asked, his tone laced with a dry, almost mocking amusement.
He then gestured towards Gris and Luna, who were still utterly focused on their meal.
"Because if you used your eyes for a second to actually look at them, do they honestly look like they're in trouble and need to be saved?"
"They even look like they already forgot they have an older sister."
Domina's gaze, sharp with a mixture of indignation and exasperation, snapped from Kilian's taunting face to her younger siblings.
There they were, Gris and Luna, their small cat ears twitching occasionally, their tails softly swaying as they devoured the pastries with single-minded focus.
They were indeed perfectly safe, undeniably full, and entirely oblivious to her recent ordeal.
No signs of distress, no urgent pleas for rescue, just contented chewing.
"They're... they're just enjoying themselves", she thought, a fresh wave of heat rising to her cheeks, this one fueled by incredulity and a strange sense of betrayal.
"After leaving me alone with these two scary people, they're just sitting there, stuffing their faces like nothing happened!"
"Did they even see what just happened?"
Her anger, which had been momentarily replaced by pain and mortification, now bubbled back, a sharp, indignant sting directed squarely at her unconcerned little brother and sister.
Her whiskers drooped, and her tail gave a frustrated flick.
With a simmering fury that promised retribution, she approached the two oblivious gourmands.
She reached out, her hands clamping onto each of their shoulders, her grip surprisingly tight.
Her voice, though strained, was an eerie attempt at calm.
"Does it taste that good?" she asked, the words clipped and dangerously soft.
"Really good! Really tasty!"
Gris mumbled around a mouthful of bread, Luna nodding enthusiastically beside him, both still utterly engrossed in their feast, not realizing who even asked them.
Their chewing slowed as they finally, slowly, turned their heads, their eyes still wide with satisfaction.
Their smiles, however, withered and died the instant their gazes landed on Domina.
Her face was a mask of barely contained fury.
Her eyebrows twitched violently, a vein pulsed visibly in her temple, and the tips of her ears quivered with suppressed rage.
Around her, the air seemed to shimmer, an almost visible, oppressive aura of dark, simmering frustration that felt like heat radiating from her form.
It was as if her very being was threatening to burst into feline-shaped flames.
Seeing this terrifying manifestation of their sister's wrath, both Gris and Luna instantly stopped eating, their half-chewed pastries forgotten.
They gulped hard in unison, tiny beads of sweat instantly forming on their foreheads.
Gris, the gray-haired boy, was the first to react.
His small hand trembled as he extended his half-eaten bread towards his sister, his voice a desperate stutter.
"D-do you want some? It tastes r-really good..."
Before Domina could even open her mouth to reply, Luna, the white-haired girl, pointed a trembling finger directly at her brother.
"It's his fault! Everything is his fault!" she squeaked, her voice high with panic.
Gris's eyes widened in utter betrayal.
"Ahh! Luna, are you... are you trying to sell me out?!"
"You, who eats before she even thinks?!"
He immediately spun around, pointing an accusing finger right back at his sister.
"No! It's her fault, sister!"
As they stood there, frantically pointing at each other and bickering like cornered mice, Domina's furious expression all of a sudden melted away.
A slow, chilling smile spread across her face, not one of amusement, but of a predatory calm.
She abruptly pulled both children towards her, wrapping her arms tightly around their small bodies in what seemed like a warm embrace.
She began, her voice deceptively gentle, as she squeezed them closer.
"Do you even know how worried I was, after knowing you weren't at home and even got in trouble in the marketplace?"
"I heard you were being chased by some people."
Gris and Luna, surprised by the sudden hug, hesitated for a second before tentatively wrapping their own arms around their older sister.
But after a moment, they felt her embrace tighten.
Her arms were clamping down, getting harder and harder, restraining them, making it difficult to breathe or pull away.
A quiet gasp escaped Gris as her grip began to truly hurt.
Then, her voice, low and resonating with a terrifying promise, rumbled close to their ears.
"You idiots," she purred, the sound entirely devoid of warmth.
"We will have a long talk about this later. I won't let you get away without punishment this time."
Both children immediately shivered, a cold dread washing over them from the undeniable finality in her words.
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