Transfixed | S1 E2 | Chanel & The Wolf

The forest gives off this weird glow and Chanel Santini strolls through it in a bright red hood, basket swinging from her arm. Just past the treeline, Kleio Valentien lurks in dark fur, eyes locked on her like a predator sizing up dinner. She licks her lips. Yeah. Chanel'll do. Chanel feels it. Runs. Heart hammering. By nightfall she's stumbling into a small cabin with lights blazing like a beacon. Door slams behind her. Then she freezes. Kleio's on the bed. Waiting. She crawls forward, slow, finger crooking in invitation. Those smoky eyes don't blink. Chanel drops her hood. Closes the gap. 'My, what big eyes you have,' she breathes. Their mouths are almost touching. 'The better to see you with,' Kleio smirks, running her gaze over Chanel like she's already undressed her. 'My, what luscious lips you have...' Chanel whispers. 'The better to eat you with,' Kleio growls, then lunges. Their mouths collide, hard, messy, hungry. Chanel gives in. Lets Kleio's hands roam everywhere. Lets that warm mouth slide down and take her cock. Then she flips them. Slides in. Fucks Kleio deep and steady until they're both lost in it, riding the edge, chasing the kind of finish fairy tales don't talk about.