Submit

The game of submission played on both of their minds since the first time they tried it.
It was done almost by pure accident; Evie had made some comment about Warren being her 'Master Alpha' and they both went with it from there. What a wonderfull brithday preasent for Warren!

It had been a fun game, and they knew it meant nothing more, so -after a while of getting used to it - they both got into their roles. Warren holding a commanding tone in his voice, and Evie keeping her head low, tilting it to the side, often making whimpering tones.

Evie wondered sometimes what it would be like to have her mate be as submissive. Sure he was already marginally submissive to her as it was, but she wanted to see him act as she did.
Warren made sure that he never rushed anything and let her do whatever she wished when they made love. He never really asked for anything -besides letting him lick her out - he only took a 'mounting stance' when he knew it's what she wanted.
She said once she couldn't imagine him acting any more submissive to her, and he'd replied 'You'd be surprised.'
Since then, even Warren had thoughts about it. How would he show true submissance?

Evie was finally feeling more secure about herself again. She was getting ready to have her normal self back.
Warren had picked up on it as well.
"How are you today, my love?" He asked as she returned to their home.
She sighed, but smiled. "Nobody's taking trips anymore. I didn't have one customer. Not one!" She plopped down on the sofa.
He was cooking something in a giant pot, and took a moment to return to his beloved Mates' side. "It couldn't have been all bad."
"I guess not, but I have been feeling a little. . .needy . . .lately. Think we could do someting about it?"
"Now?"
She nodded. "It's been a while, and I need to be reminded of how you feel." She smiled.
"As you wish." He returned to the kitchen, and turned off the burner, checking whatever was in the pot one last time.
He picked her up and carried her up the stairs to their room.

"Do you have anything in mind, or do you just want to go with it, and see what happens?"
She blushed and turned her face away.
"Oh, come now. You know we hold nothing against each other. Except, well. . " He trailed off, laughing. She laughed as well. It was true, they never judged each others' fantasies or kinks. They were both pretty much game for anything.
"Well," She started slowly, as he placed her gently on the bed. "Remember when we did that 'Master' thing in our last house? I've kind of wanted. . . for you to. . . submit to me?"
He bowed low. "Completely doable, my love. I am always at your beck and call, it would be an honor to pleasure you."
"I didn't know we were starting right now!" She laughed.

But that was her Mate: he always bowed to her.
He'd said it countless times before and he proved it; whatever she wished, he would do.
He laughed his deep throated laugh, and smiled gently to her. "Anything in particular?"
She ran her fingers over his thin rough beard down to his vanDyke.
"Let's see what happens. Like last time. Are you ok with me. . . uh. . "
She blushed again. "I-I've read about the male prostate, and how it triggers pleasure within the man, but I would have to, you know. . . . "
He clamed her with a kiss. "I would be ok with anything you do. Whatever you wish."
'There it was again.'
She smiled. "Same safe word?"
He nodded. "Whenever you're ready, love." he calmly nuzzled her face.
She nodded, and took a deep breath. Warren saw she was prepared.
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She stood before him, and roughly swatted his face.
"My lady?" Warren gave kicked-puppy eyes. "Do I not please you?"
"I would be pleased if you would remove your clothing." He could tell she was trying to be assertive, and it was not coming that easy to her to boss him around in such a way.
Warren lowered his head, so it was below Evies' eyeline. It was quite an ordeal; he was much taller than her. But that's what would signify dominance; for a much larger creature to lower himself below her.

"As my Lady wishes." He went to work removing his articles of clothing, removing everything but the leather band around his neck. It was his collar, marking him in one more way to signify he belonged to her.
She gave his ass a slap as he turned to place his hand on the bed to steady himself.
He tilted his body to the side so she had access to his sensitive, vulnerable stomach.
'He was good at this.' she noted, 'this is usually what animals do when they submit.'
"My lady, I wish to please you."
She gave an uncertain sneer at him. He tried to encourage her.
"My lady, I am to do whatever you wish of me. I am your bitch." He averted his eyes from her.
This time it was Evie that was shocked. He hesitated when he called her a bitch, but didn't think twice calling himself that.
She had to continue; it was, after all, a game.
"You may undress me. But I would make it fast, if I were you; I'm not one for patience."
"Of course, my lady." Warren duitifully removed her clothing, keeping everything neat as he placed it beside him.
She gave him another swat on his jawline, and pulled him to her lips. When she was done, she roughly shoved him away.
He kept his eyes down, and laying back, she could see him starting to get hard.
He made no move to her, and she sat on the bed, ordering him to her, he obeyed.
"Well? If you wish to please me, you first have to show me you can." She pointed to her opening.
"As you wish."
He went to work, licking gently at first, but building up. He did his trademark nipping at her pearl, and licked deep.
She roughly grasped at his hair, and yanked him off her before she could come.
"Where are your manners?" She scolded. "Aren't you supposed to ask before making someone come?"

"I-I apologize, my lady!" Sad puppy face again. "Does my lady wish releace?"
"Very well, but you better make it good. Or there will be no release for you. And you don't want that, do you?"
"No, Ma'm!"
He duitifully returned to licking around her pearl, noting the movements she made under him.
He felt her hands in his hair again, but in stead of pulling him away, they pushed him further into her.
He let a soft smirk run accross his face before he continued. He liked this maybe a little more than he ought to have.

He pushed his tounge ever further into her folds, twisting her clit between his fingers.
She came with a loud shudder.
"Does my lady wish me to clean her?"
She was still panting. "Y-yes. I can not be unclean."
He bowed his head again, and lapped up her juices.

He licked every drop away from her, and looked up towards her.
She caught his eyes, and tilted her head up. "Very well. Perhaps you are not as hopeless as I imagined."
She quickly stole a glance at him, to make sure he knew she really didn't feel that way.
Warren watched her. She was clearly having a difficult time dominating him so. He figured he'd better help his Mate out.
"My lady, I'm here to service you, and no other reason." He layed down on his side, lifting a leg. Another animal submissive pose.
'Ok, ok. Dominant thoughts. Aggressive, assertive.' She thinks to herself. 'Come on, you got this. Why is this so hard for me?'
She sighs. "Warren, I'm just not good at his."
She broke character for the first time. Warren tilted his head to look at her, but said nothing. After a moment she looks into his eyes. They are waiting, paitent, expectant.
And encouraging. 'You can do this.' they always spoke.
"If there is something you want. . " he started.

She shook her head. "I just can't do this. I'm not good at this."
He raised an eyebrow. "Am I not pleasing my lady? Surely I have failed," He rubbed her thighs with his hands. "as my lady has never failed before. She is strong, brave. I submit wholly to her as an attempt to taste some of her passion."
She looked at him again. Was he really using her past to coax her out of her shell?

"My Lady has fled a monster, now she shows fear? It must be my doing, as she would never give in to her fear otherwise. I am truly a pathetic bitch for my master. She trusted me to pleasure her. I have not earned my priviledge to please you." He lowered his head.
She picked up on what he was hinting at.
"Is that so? Is my bitch feeling sorry for his master? I will have to show him who he belongs to."

Warren risked a smile, and she returned it. They understood each other, better than they ever thought they did.
"Get on the bed. On your stomach" She ordered, and he immediately did as told.
She gently rubbed his ass. He was firm, as he was all over his body.
She gingerly brushed his cock with her hand causing him to gasp.
"M-my lady!"
She slapped his ass. "Quiet."
He nodded.

They had gotten a bottle of lube by accident one the time; Evie was sick, and in his panic he grabbed the wrong thing at the store. In retrospect, that's what the person at the check-out was raising his eyebrow at. But Warren didn't care about that at the moment; he'd only thought about helping Evie. She insisted on holding on to it, if only to remind him about what happens when he panics, but was now glad she did, as she pulled a glove over her hand, coating it with the clear liquid.

"Ready?" She asked, breaking character once more.
He smiled gently at her and nodded.
She gently pushed a finger into his hole, and heard a soft gasp. She checked him to see if something was wrong, but found his face bent down, waiting.

His wild Dominant Blutbad nature tried to take over. How could he, a proud Blutbad submit to a Fuchsbau?! He managed to quell the voice, by reminding himself that he was not a Blutbad at the moment; he was a male, pleasuring his mate.
"Are you ok?"
He took a deep breath and replied. "Yes, my lady."
Satisfied he was ok, she moved deeper until she found the spot she'd read about.
She knew instantly she hit the right place, as a loud gasp came from her mate.
He moaned. "Aahhh, my lady!"
"Would you like me to continue?" She nonchalantly rubbed around the ariea.
"YES! Yes, please, my lady." He quickly corrected himself, holding his face in the bed.
"If you continue to be a good boy, I will reward you. Now, I want you to do something for me. Can you do it?"

He was panting hard, as she ran another finger against his sensitive spot. His hands were grasping the bed sheets below him.
"Yes." He answered, maybe a little too quickly. "Anything for my lady!"
She leaned closer to his body. "Rub my clit. I know you can reach."
She was not wrong, his long arm easily reached her pearl, and started pulling and twisting.
He took a chance, and dipped a finger inside her.
She swatted him away with her free hand and took a bite at him. "No! BAD boy! Not yet!"
He whined, it was an odd sound; she'd never heard him make such a pathetic begging, apologetic noise before.
It took her off guard for a moment, but gave a particularly rough stroke on his prostate, causing the whine to turn into a loud moan.

She reached in front of him and have his cock a hard tug. Causing him to arch back.
As he reared his head back, she caught a hold of the back of his collar; holding him up in place.
"No! Not yet!" She ordered, removing her fingers."You may not come until I say so!"
He looked sad. "Yes, my lady."
This was going to be difficult for him. Granted, he was decent at controling himself, but Evie did not make it easier as she pulled and tugged at his heavy member.

"Roll over." She commanded. He instantly obeyed.
She spread his legs, and leaned her body over him.
The sight almost was too much. "Please, my lady. May I come?"
"No. Not yet."
She ran her fingers along his chest, leading to his groin.
He gave a loud gasp as she gently pulled on his balls. She could feel it was getting harder for him to hold on for much longer.
Then she got an idea.

She scooted over to his side, and took one of his large hands, and placed it by her opening.
"If you wish to come, you must make me come first."
She knew this was going to be easy for him; he did this often, and seemed to take pride in it.
He nodded, and set to work, toying with and around her clit. Occasioinally running his fingers into her, and back out again. She could tell he was desperate, and it made her giggle.
"M-my lady. . ?" he croaked out, confused to what was so funny.

She shook her head, pulling on his member again, urging him on. They were both so close.
If only she was a little closer, he could eat her out. But she was just far enough out of the way he couldn't reach.
Instead, he focused -or tried to - on what his fingers were doing. She bucked, and writhed on top of him, as he rubbed her pearl particularly rough. That was it; she tightened around his fingers, and came.
When she calmed, he tried again. "Please, my lady! Please! Let me come!"
She raised an eyebrow, and pretented to think for a moment. She was still pumping his member and he looked at her with pleading in his eyes, mustering every submissive look he could.
"Oh, very well. You have served me better than any male has. You may come, but only if you call my name."
"Evie! My love! Evalyn! Oh, gods!" He stiffened, and came hard, throeing his head back and screaming her name to the world. Soon most of his chest was covered in his seed.
She smiled. He was never that loud before.

She watched as his breathing slowed, and he looked to her.
She felt as though she owed him this, and started sucking his cock. He inhaled sharply, and smiled at her.
She cleaned all of his seed off his chest, and took a quick lick at his jawline.
Before she could lay down, he had her turn around.
He would not be denied this, and cleaned her as well. When he had fininshed, he pulled her to his chest.

"That was something." He stated. "I can honestly say I've never done that before."
"I hope it didn't bother you too much."
"Whatever you wish, my love I will oblige. It wasn't that bad."
She smiled against his chest. "Thank you."

Figured I'd let Evie get the best of Warren. It happens more later! I don't own the original Grimm characters. Only theese two!