A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

"Master!" both girls exclaimed excitedly and ran up to hug Erik's body, one on each side. They were currently still just outside the cave opening that led to the bunker entrance.

As always, Emma wore her fantastical and alluring maid dress. It was mostly white with black decorations, some frills, and an exposed stomach, clearly showing the tattoo denoting her as one of Erik's wives.

Emily, too, wore her Gothic-style dress. Equally as fantastical and alluring as Emma's clothes, this dress consisted of several shades of black, with mesh sleeves, and a mesh window just below her navel, showing the same tattoo as Emma had. A collar tightly encircled her neck, with a large ring dangling from it.

Both dresses had skirts that reached just above the knees.

Erik chuckled lovingly, and wrapped his large arms around both his wives, "Hey girls, it's good to see you both again. Everything go okay here?"

"Yes, but I'm glad to be with you again!" Emma cooed, as she rubbed her cheek against his fortunately unarmored chest. Emma still only felt truly comfortable and safe when she was with Erik, the man who saved both her and her sister.

On the other side, Emily chuckled like a pervert, and looked up at Erik with a mischievous grin, "Hehehe, everything went fine, Master. Which means I'm ready for my reward!"

Erik first smiled softly and turned to Emma. Bending down a little, he wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and kissed the shorter girl on the lips. Emma responded eagerly, melting into his touch as she happily let his tongue dominates hers.

Then, he pulled back, leaving behind a panting, and smiling Emma, before turning to Emily with a domineering grin. The more masochistic of the two sisters looked up at him with a mischievous grin, expecting a little more than the loving kiss Emma received.

And Erik didn't disappoint.

Rather than bent down, he removed his arm from her back, and grabbed the ring around her collar, before pulling on it. The mechanism inside caused the collar to tighten, even as she was forced to stand on her toes. Emily choked a little, but the grin on her lips only widened.
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Then, Erik hovered his lips just above hers, and growled, "Kiss me."

Eagerly, Emma attempted to obey. She stretched her body as much as she could, making whimpering noises the entire time, but eventually, she was forced to just stick out her tongue, and hungrily lick his lips.

Erik scoffed, before grinning devilishly, "Pathetic. I'll have to punish you later." Then, he inched down the tiny distance between his lips and hers, before giving her what she wanted. Emily moaned wantonly as Erik's tongue quickly subdued hers.

Behind the, the rest of the group looked on with various expressions. Anne wasn't sure what to think. One the one hand, Emma and Emily were humans, and she felt instinctual bile coming up her throat because of it. On the other hand, their display was a little endearing, and she felt strangely drawn towards the woman in white.

Alice was much the same, but at least she was getting used to it by now.

Nora looked at them with excitement, hoping Erik would do the same to her.

Viljar smiled wryly, while trying to give them their privacy and waiting patiently.

Meanwhile, Liv had the most exaggerated response. She turned to Astrid, who looked at the display like she'd seen it a hundred time, which she had.

"'Those' are the two wives I haven't met yet?" Liv exclaimed in disbelief. "The sisters that singlehandedly conquered our command bunker filled with six second rankers?"

She turned back to the display in front of them with a raised eyebrow, "They seem so… soft. And why is that one wearing a maid dress? I just want to cuddle her she's so cute…"

Astrid chuckled in exasperation, "That's Emma, and I'll give you that one. She prefers to follow Erik around like a puppy and acting as his maid. Don't underestimate her, though. Her outside may be soft, but she's got a core as tough as a diamond. That girl has both seen and survived some shit that would break a normal person. Talented, too, she broke through to second rank in a mere year."

Then she turned her mother's attention to Emily, "As for the one in black… Let me just say this, I'm stronger than her, but I'd rather fight you than her in a true life or death battle. With you I'll lose quickly, and it'll be over, but with her I'm liable to suffer more than she does before I eventually win. Assuming I do."

Astrid's face scrunched up a little with a hint of fear, "She possesses the affinity of darkness, which can easily corrode and dissolve even our Runebound bodies. She can also enslave others, and she's as brutal as they come."

She indicated towards Emily's expression, "See that excited, happy grin by which she's reuniting with Erik? She'll use the same expression when she's slowly disemboweling and dissolving a person as their screams delight her ears."

Suddenly, she grinned a little and turned to look at her mother, "Anyway, I consider her a friend."

After Astrid finished her explanation, Liv frowned and the gaze by which she looked at the happy masochist in front of her turned far more cautious, "People like that are dangerous, little Angel… be careful around her; even if she's a friend of yours."

But Astrid just shrugged casually, "Don't worry, Mom. Emily is as loyal as they come. She's entirely devoted to Erik and her sister."

But Liv shook her head, "I wasn't worried about that. I can see the way she looks at him. But what happens when you or anyone else does something that she misinterprets as a danger to Erik or her sister? Will she calmly figure out what's going on and make sure her suspicions are correct, or will she lash out irrationally, regardless of the consequences?"

Astrid opened her mouth to respond, but then closed it again, frowning with a hint of thoughtful concern. But after a moment of silence, she shook her head, "No, I trust her. And even if I didn't, I trust Erik and Elora. Either one or the other always seems to know everything that's going on. Plus, their emotions, and soon mine as well, are linked to Erik, and vice-versa.

She smiled confidently, "It's basically impossible for us to betray him, or him us, even if anyone wanted to, and she knows that."

After hearing Astrid's explanation, Liv pursed her lips curiously, "Linked emotions, eh? Not a bad idea."

But despite Astrid's apparent confidence, a sliver of concern had slipped into her gaze when she looked at Emily.