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Werewolves and Mages (Javorcek X ClearSight)

Anna had been contemplating inviting Clara to this most recent family dinner but had decided against it at the last second. It wasn't that she didn't want her girlfriend around her family, her and Clara were very serious after all, she just didn't want to be distracted for her end game goal of the evening. "I'm really excited. I've never taken care of an infant before so it'll be nice to learn how." Of course Anna saw it all as a great big science experiment where she could learn a skill before having to apply it to her own life.

The young Latina smiled as Clara tugged her away onto the couch and the two snuggled close, Anna half laying on top of her girlfriend on the ridiculously extravagant couch. She had tried to convince Clara that the sectional would be far too big for the apartment when they were at the store together, citing that the floor space and amount of furniture already in there weren't conducive to a huge sectional. But Clara had gotten it anyways, at least it wasn't the worst purchase in the world, it was incredibly comfortable and the perfect size for the two girls to cuddle on when they laid down without one of them falling off the couch. "I was thinking that maybe we could do something else tonight..." Anna peered over at her lover shyly. She had decided that tonight was going to be the night, especially because she had seen the package that had arrived for Clara yesterday: a brand new strapon, just for her. The jet black one that Clara already owned seemed too impersonal and intimidating. Not like the new toy had to be super realistic or anything, a nice purple or pink would do...just bondage black was not going to happen, at least not for her first time.

While she had the notion that Clara wanted their first night include candles, music, and a relaxing massage, Anna didn't want it to be a big deal...well...any bigger deal than it already was. The Latina didn't want any distractions tonight anyways, just her, Clara, and the strapon. "I thought you might like something special for tonight." Anna said as she unbuttoned her shirt, giving Clara the first peak of the simple but very sexy bridal lingerie. The white lace corset was doing an excellent job of making her modest bust look even larger, coupled with Clara's higher vantage point she knew that she would look absolutely delicious for the other wolf. Even though it wasn't their wedding night, she thought the white lace and stockings with garter belt would be fitting.
 
Clara had foreseen another night of cuddling with the possibility of some screwing around... Which was amazing, but she did love Anna and she was hoping that one day in the foreseeable future they would finally go that next step. In the meantime Clara took solace in the fact that out of all the women she had been with, she was happiest with Anna, possibly even because they were going relatively slow as far as the traditional milestones went. Still, as content as she was, the second Anna acted shy and mentioned 'something else' her mind jumped right to sex, and she raised an eyebrow as a little grin formed on her face. She wanted her so badly, the gorgeous Latina constantly driving her insane with how adorable and innocent she could be before turning around and being a naughty little thing. Not a day went by where Anna didn't do something that got Clara going... Even if she hadn't meant to. It really didn't take much...

"Oh yeah? What did you have in mind?" She leaned in closely and nipped the other wolf, watching as her mate's digits fell down to buttons on her shirt... Patiently watching as she wondered just what the special night entailed... And there it was, gorgeous lingerie, the white lace practically making Clara drool... Fuck. White... Innocence... She wanted to rip it away and dirty her little alpha... Oh god, her thoughts were becoming so male, but as feminine and delicate as she could be, Anna brought out her desires. Clara growled softly, her throat vibrating as she leaned in, tongue flicking Anna's earlobe and hot breath brushing over the incredibly soft flesh her mate was blessed with. "I'm going to go get changed into something more... Fitting. Wait for me right here and when I'm ready I'll call for you..." She growled again, louder than before, and in a moment of weakness sunk teeth into the bit of neck she could get to. Clara was able to control herself however, even as golden flecks shined in her eyes, and only left a temporary mark... Oh but how badly she wanted to leave a permanent one.

Without another word she rose up, practically shivering with want as she walked towards the bedroom, hips swaying back and forth to make sure Anna watched her as she left... And then she was gone, into the bedroom and shutting the door behind her, keeping her change of outfit a secret. What she changed into... Something she had bought to match the color of her new strapon, a purple set of lingerie that included a bra, panties, garters, and the smallest, sluttiest, sheet mini-skirt. The mini-skirt wasn't even long enough to cover the panties, a piece of clothing one would expect from a porno. Perhaps it didn't match the innocent theme of white lace, but as she finished putting it on she couldn't help but grin, after how much porn Anna had watched she was sure it would be a thrill for the woman. Before she called her in though she went and got the new strapon, a smaller one than the black toy, and the color was a purple nearly identical to her clothing. She didn't put it on, not wanting to assume, but sat it on the night stand, easy to access if she needed it or ignore it if she didn't, and then... She spoke loud enough for Anna to hear with an edge of demand in her voice... "Come."
 
It only took three shirt buttons and a teasing glimpse of white lace to get her French Alpha riled up. Anna couldn't help but preen a little bit, as nervous as she was, knowing that Clara was so attracted to her definitely boosted her spirits. As a wanton growl and a blazing trail of lips and tongue made their way to her ears, the Latina trembled, feral desire replacing all the fear she had. Her body was overcome with the desire to be taken, to be claimed, so much so that when she was told she had to wait that she whined, pressing her body more firmly into Clara's in protest. She didn't want her mate to leave. "Claraaaah..." Anna moaned, head tilting to the side and back arching as a bite to the neck drove her to offer herself completely to the woman that she loved. She didn't care that they were young, didn't care that they hadn't been dating for a long time, she just wanted to belong to Clara. Her girlfriend was better at staying in control though, having managed to peel herself away and not leave a more permanent mark.

Dark eyes intently watched her lover as she walked away, that luscious ass swaying so temptingly with each step. She wanted to pounce so bad...but she supposed that if Clara was off getting changed she could work on getting rid of her button down and jeans. Anna felt much more comfortable after getting her pants off, wearing stockings underneath jeans had felt incredibly awkward and constricting. Even now she felt funny, though for a psychological instead of a physical one; she didn't know if the thigh high stockings were a little much...the white contrasted nicely with her tan skin but they made her feel silly rather than sexy at the moment, almost like being overdressed for a party or get together. But if she took them off then she'd have to take off the garter belt and she really liked how the sexy lacy garter belt looked. Before she could make up her mind or take them off, she heard Clara call for her. Anna practically bolted off the couch, almost sliding on the floor as she hurried over to the bedroom, eager to see what surprise that her girlfriend had for her.

Clara was seductively laying on the bed, dressed in a purple lingerie set that had Anna's eyes lighting up like a kid on Christmas. She found her mate beautiful all the time, but dressed in something that was equal parts sexy and slutty, like one of the girls in the zillion pornos that Anna had watched just turned this whole encounter into a real life naughty fantasy. Her first instinct was to pounce...but before she did she remembered that she was dressed up too and was supposed to be trying to be sexy tonight and not behave like an overeager kid. So she straightened up a little bit, took a deep breath and then began to walk towards Clara, the Latina's long legs and grace from years of dance lessons instantly made her stride sultry. "You're missing something..." Anna offered Clara a little smile as she slid onto the bed and on top of her mate, gaze flicking over to the strapon for just a moment so that Clara would get what she meant. Then she dipped her head down and started to nip and nuzzle at her lover's regal neck, teeth grazing the sensitive flesh as she kissed and nibbled her way up to Clara's ear. "I love you Clara..." Anna whispered, tongue flicking her mate's earlobe affectionately. "I want to belong to you and only you."
 
Clara loved Anna, and how much effort the girl put in just made her that much more adorable, even if the moment she walked in the door the restraint and successful attempt to be sexy were obvious. Not that Clara didn't love it, Anna strutting and showing off just how sexy she was... Well, it was a huge turn on, and Clara didn't miss a second of the mouth watering movement, taking in the lingerie and body it accentuated. The white was incredible, a perfect opposite to her gorgeous tan skin and enough to make the French alpha drool, and yet the most attractive moment to the woman had been that glimmer and moment where Anna had seemed more like an eager child than a ready lover. As sappy as it was, she loved Anna's true self more than any preconceived notions, and she found herself very much inclined to make that clear... After she got her fill of sexy Anna sauntering over to her with a grace that made her want to whimper and whine.

She did just that as Anna took her place on top, the French alpha, for all her strength and experience, knew Anna wore the proverbial pants in their relationship. Sure she was technically the top, but words and cuteness were so much stronger than physical and sexual superiority in their relationship. With a few words Anna could have had her whining and jumping through hoops... And she wouldn't have had it any other way. She had never been happier and there was nothing in their relationship she would change. "Am I?" She grinned, trying to act cocky between pathetic needy whimpers, easily drawn from her desire, over-saturated by fantasies involving this very night, their first true night together. She was going to be the one to take Anna's virginity... She had something very few other people would ever know, that her lover... Her mate... Would only ever sleep with her. That she was the first, and intended to be the last, and that she was lucky enough to be given that privilege. It was a good thing too... She could be very, very possessive, and now she had nobody to be jealous over.

"I think you need to put it on me... And maybe use that pretty little mouth of yours to lube it up." She smiled, her tone leading but also casual, a light tone letting her know she wasn't expecting anything crazy, and to make that point all the more clear she pulled Anna up just a bit and kissed her softly. "You are the most precious thing in this world to me... My adorable Anna bunny... And I just want you to know, that I love every over-eager, silly, dorky, adorable part of you." She nuzzled Anna and then reached over to grab the strapon, bringing it over and letting Anna see it, the size and color both just for her. "And... You've never looked sexier." She smiled, nipping the tip of the girl's nose. While it shouldn't have been so easy to remain in control so close to being Anna's first, it was... Because it was just a single first of many they would share together.
 
Anna was a strange creature, innocent in that she had had very few sexual encounters, but quite the horny little bunny if one took into account how much porn she watched and how many times she masturbated a day; plus she had many of the earmarks of a submissive but sometimes surprised the both of them by coming out of nowhere with pure dominance. She liked having her arms lightly pinned but grew anxious when restrained with any force, she loved to be bitten and marked, would gladly beg for more whenever Clara played with her sensitive rear end, but wouldn't hesitate to pull hair and bite when her mate needed a reminder of who was boss. Right now though Anna was feeling especially subby, she was totally out of her element and Clara's words and confident tone made her cheeks turn bright red and her ears burn. She hid her face under her girlfriend's chin, not sure if she was embarrassed because of how turned on she was getting from the prospect of using her mouth on their new toy, or the fact that Clara was asking her to complete such a submissive task.

"I know you love all those things...though I still don't understand why sometimes." Clara was just older, more experienced and more sophisticated than she was so it was strange to think that the other alpha loved her so, especially considering all her dorky qualities and their differences in the werewolf hierarchy. "But I love you too Clara..." Anna smiled at the 'sexy' compliment, having never really been on the receiving end of that word before and usually earning something more along the lines of 'cute'.

When presented with the strapon, she looked the toy over, brow wrinkling in concentration as she studied the harness. It wasn't too complicated, just a few straps for tightening. Before she even took the harness though, Clara's panties needed to come off. She wriggled her way between her girlfriend's legs, kneeling between them and helping Clara lift up so that that little scrap of cloth could come off. As tempting as it was to dive into her lover's now bared and delicious looking sex, Anna managed to put her baser instincts aside so that she could function enough to get the harness up her girlfriend's legs and tightened snuggly around her pelvis.

Having never actually put a silicone toy into her mouth, Anna wasn't prepared for the artificial taste of plastic when she lowered her head and went to take the tip of the dildo into her mouth. She scrunched up her nose a little bit and glared at the toy for a moment, as though it were Brussels sprouts that she didn't want to put into her mouth. She didn't know what she had been expecting, but it certainly hadn't been that...damn porn, putting unrealistic ideas into her head. She soon remembered though that the offending toy was attached to her lover and that it would be rude of her to not at least try to get used to it. So she started over again, letting her tongue swirl over the head of the toy, acclimating quite quickly to the fact that it didn't smell or taste like flesh. However, soon it became evident that she didn't quite know what to do. She'd given real blowjobs before and was pretty good at them, not like it was rocket science to get a guy off, but having Clara not actually able to feel anything that she was doing left her confused as to what to do.

A little brainstorming while she continued to suckle fruitlessly at the head of the toy gave her the bright idea to wrap her digits around the length of the shaft, using her hand to apply more pressure than her mouth could. Every time her head bobbed down on the toy, her hand repeated the motion so that the base of the dildo rubbed against Clara's clit with every stroke. Big brown doe eyes looked up at her lover once Anna felt comfortable with a rhythm and no longer had to watch what she was doing, now she could actually look at Clara and see if her mate was enjoying herself.
 
Clara rolled her eyes at Anna's lack of confidence. She just didn't understand how amazing a catch she was, how lucky Clara felt to have her. Hell, the French alpha was rather certain the only reason Anna didn't have fifty suitors lined up was because they were together, otherwise she knew the Latina would have her pick... She was beautiful, a charming cute rather girl-next-door feel to her, incredibly smart, and bubbly. Sure she was a dork, a bit naive, more naughty than she had any right to be as a virgin... But those were all things Clara loved about her, and she couldn't help but smile and shake her head at her lover. "You just don't get how perfect you are." She giggled when their little mushy moment was segued back to the moment by a look of concentration and curiosity on the face of her mate. Always the studious one. It was adorable.

"It won't bite." She grinned, barely able to say a word before Anna was making her way south and leaving Clara to chew her own lip in anticipation. As her panties were removed and cool air hit the moistened area between her thighs she let out a gentle moan, looking down at watching as Anna tossed the panties aside and started to put the harness on her, the half-joke leading to a scene she couldn't have improved upon if she wanted... Because, as much as she fantasized about those rare nights in which Anna would get home and shove her down in a sudden spell of dominance, she also fantasized about the current situation... Where Anna was obedient... Doing exactly as she was told. Clara was as true as switch as one could be, both a hardcore domme and an absolute sub, just depending on her mood.

Claiming Anna was one of those, completely dominant, moments, the possibility to be Anna's first not something she could resist, even if she was doing a adequate job of keeping herself under control. That was, until Anna gave her the perfect mix of sexy and cute. She was being so submissive, sucking the toy and coaxing out soft moans using the pressure from the toy, an effective methods for driving Clara insane. Yet, as sexy as that was, when those big curious eyes looked up at her she melted, her own eyes shimmering gold and the need to take her rising. It was taking all she could to hold back the wolf, and she was only capable of doing that by repeating over and over, 'it's her first time, I need to be gentle', and even then... The desire for the first claiming, the taking of virginity... It was so strong, so primal. "Good girl..." She spoke, a rough almost growl-like tone coming from her lips as she reached her hand down and stroked the top of Anna's head.

After some time of watching, applying some pressure to the top of Anna's head but not much, she pulled Anna to her, once again having the gorgeous wolf on top of her. Then, she turned them over, positioning herself on top and looking down upon the face of the woman she loved. "Are you sure?" She was still struggling to control herself but the gold in her eyes had become mere flecks. For Anna, even her wolf could be tamed.
 
Anna watched Clara closely, the smaller Alpha noticing her lover's golden eyes and immediately becoming a little more cautious. Usually she loved it when Clara was wild, when her lover was all husky growls and claiming teeth...but tonight if her girlfriend shifted and either tried to force her head down onto that cock or was too rough with claiming her, Anna wouldn't hesitate to snap at her. She adored her mate and trusted her, so tried not to let herself get too distracted with keeping an eye on her. Anna was very aware that this toy was going to be buried inside of her and it would be in her best interests to lube it up. She started working her mouth a little more enthusiastically over the toy once she felt a familiar hand rest at the top of her head. Clara guided her but never forced, and her mate's tenderness only served to turn the Latina on even further, the ache in her core growing and a soft whine sounding in her throat as she shifted uncomfortably, obviously in need of some attention herself. Clara responded in pulling her up, Anna panting softly as she caught her breath and settled on top of her girlfriend for a few kisses before she found their positions flipped with her on her back.

"Yes, I'm sure." Anna smiled up at Clara, obviously relieved that the pools of gold were now mere puddles. She was still a little nervous, but that was an expected emotion when going through such an important rite of passage. She was excited, had some high hopes but also had some realistic expectations. At best it was going to hurt for just a minute or two and then be the best experience she had had in her entire life. At worst, Clara would lose control, turn into a wolf, mercilessly plow into Anna, and reeeaaallllyyyy piss off the young Latina. It took a lot to anger the little bunny but when Anna was mad no amount of sexy French accent or blue puppy dog eyes were going to keep her lover safe from her fury. "Just go slow... I know how impatient you get." The brunette's tone was firm but she still smiled kindly and kissed the tip of Clara's nose, just to show that appreciated how hard her girlfriend was trying to hold back...but controlling her wolf was no doubt about to get much harder.

Anna leaned up, capturing Clara's lips in a deep kiss to distract her while she wriggled about and tried to get her panties off. Disrobing gracefully was not one of her strong suits, especially because her legs were so damn long and reaching low enough to get them off while Clara was pinning her down was quite difficult. Still, she managed, and her spastic movements were well hidden by the intensity of their lip lock. Usually she would just let Clara tear off her clothing or help...but she didn't want to make controlling her wolf any more difficult, especially because Anna knew that the sight of her glistening, virgin slit always amped up her lover's already raging libido.

"Alright...ready..." Anna panted as she pulled back out of their kiss after she had kicked her lace panties away. She wrapped her arms around Clara's neck, wanting to keep the connection between them strong...and try to keep her big sexy alpha from looking down at stocking-clad spread thighs and a dropping slit that was framed by a lace garter belt.
 
Anna made it difficult for Clara to keep control, but as hard as it was she had confidence her wolf would stay subdued... Because making Anna happy, ensuring her first time was a pleasant experience, that was much more important than her own pleasure. Not to mention she had never been filled with more happiness and pride than when Anna said she was sure... That out of the people, both male and female, that Anna could have chosen, that she was getting her first. What should have been a situation filled with pressure, such a huge leap, felt so natural. "Yeah..." She smiled, leaning down and nuzzling Anna, a catch in her throat, "I'm sure too..." Anna... No other woman had ever made her feel the way she was feeling right then, and she didn't have a doubt in her mind that this girl was the one for her... The little bunny. "I love you."

She kissed the other wolf, letting her body press down into her lover's. She truly was impatient, they both knew it, but she was sure her control would hold. "For you my love I can be infinitely patient." Often times the things that came out of her mouth were much mushier than she intended, the French romantic side oozing out when she tried to comfort her Latina. Not that she wasn't capable of being smooth and charming, even very intelligent, it was just often times when they were alone together she felt the need to try and describe her love... An impossible feeling to put into words, and when she tried it often came out almost silly, but her point got across nonetheless. "Seriously, Anna, I love you more than anything else."

She moved into the kiss as Anna removed her panties, knowing what gorgeous slit awaited her but enjoying her lover's lips too much to tear herself away. When it was finally broken and Anna said she was ready... Clara just couldn't wait any longer. She went slow, but didn't hesitate to line it up, moving the toy to the proper angle and slowly inched forward, watching Anna for any sign of discomfort, legs trembling as she held herself still. Each movement followed by a moment for the French alpha to ensure Anna was fine, that she wasn't in pain, that she was still okay to keep going, wanted to keep going. As difficult as it was to do she was holding herself back, being careful, going very slowly, and lovingly kissing all over Anna. Part of what kept her going was what they could do after, but the moment was so important, and she licked her mate with a soft whine. "Are you okay Anna? Shall I slow down?" Really it was an unreasonable offer, if she slowed much more she wouldn't be moving... But if Anna needed her too she could, even if it took them all night to get her use to it.
 
Clara was the one. Anna had never been so sure of anything in her entire life; this beautiful, protective, romantic and wonderful woman above her was meant to be her mate. She may be innocent, may be a little naive, but she knew enough to be able to recognize that no one made her as happy or was as important to her as Clara was.

The wolf jumped when she felt the toy press against her entrance, looking sheepishly at her girlfriend as she calmed down a moment later. "Sorry, just kinda cold." Anna took a deep breath and tried to relax, knowing that if she tensed up this was going to hurt. The wolf was incredibly tight, Clara had to force her way inside and even at the slow pace she went at, Anna whined softly, her nails starting to dig into Clara's back as her lover delved deeper than she had ever gone before with fingers alone. "Don't stop, keep going." She knew that her mate worried about hurting her, but right now she was thinking that maybe this would be one of those things that would just be better to dive into and get over with. When she felt Clara finally get to her barrier, felt the thin membrane break, she gasped softly and held onto her mate even tighter, stopping her from going any further. She caught Clara's lips, seeking reassurance in the affection and love that only her mate could provide. The claws that were digging into her lover's shoulders loosened as Anna lost herself in the play between their tongues and the low throb between her legs that was a mixture of pain and something else she couldn't quite put her finger on. "I'm okay." Anna panted softly as she pulled away, then nodded for Clara to keep going. There was an inch or two left to go and by the time the whole toy had sank into her, Anna was relieved that it was all over, she had been claimed, no matter what happened, Clara would always be her first and if Anna had her way, her only.

At first the strange feeling of fullness and the pain of the new stretch were too hard to get over for her to enjoy the pleasure. But soon enough, they found a rhythm and angle that made it impossible for Anna to ignore the growing pleasure. "F-faster!" The Latina begged as each thrust began to feel even better than the one before it.
 
At first it had been difficult, going slow, watching for every small sign of discomfort... Hoping she didn't tick Anna off by going even a little too fast when it was her first time. Luckily that minefield was maneuvered expertly, and before long her horny little bunny wasn't simply enjoying it, she was asking Clara to go faster. A grin formed on the French woman's face, she was glad it no longer hurt, or at least not enough to bother the Latina, and was very eager to see how her mate enjoyed vaginal sex. As much as anal could be fun... It just couldn't compete, not in pure pleasure, though it did make up for it in kinkiness. "Faster... My horny little slut." It was about as playful as anyone could have said the word slut, but she did exactly what Anna was asking for, increasing the speed at a slow pace to find the perfect pace to pleasure her mate. As she thrust her hips the wolf leaned down, biting and nipping at the other alpha, dying to hear the moans of pleasure from her first time... Absolutely ecstatic to be taking this first from her.

The night ended up being a very long one, countless orgasms, different speeds and even a bit of experimental rough stuff, Anna, always the scientist, had to try it before they stopped and put that off for once she was use to it down the line. When they were both worn out, Clara from doing almost all of the work, which she had expected, and Anna from the new experience, Clara pulled out and flopped down beside her mate, pulling her in quickly and cuddling into her. "Shit... How is it I dress up like the pornstar and still feel like you outdid me?" She chuckled, hoping her appearance had been intriguing for her little pron addict. Of course that didn't matter too much, she was already exhausted and as she nuzzled and held her gorgeous girlfriend, she knew she wouldn't be awake long. "I hope your first time was nice..." She mumbled, at some point having taken the big spoon position, her body being so tired after so much exertion that she didn't even have the presence of mind to remove the strapon currently pressing into Anna's backside. She just wanted to cuddle... And sleep... But first make sure her lover had enjoyed herself.

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Stealing the car had seemed like a great idea... It belonged to a human so she had a right to do whatever she wanted with it, and she had wanted to impress the guy she was hanging out with... That was until the little prick had decided to run away and leave her at the scene of the wreck like a pussy. Now that things had gone to hell she simply had to enjoy the one aspect that did go right. Like so many other parts of her life, it had pissed off her parents, and few things were as worth doing as making James and Irina angry. She was at a point in her life where making them angry and watching them scramble to keep their name clean was about as much fun as anything else she could think of. There had been the guy she had brought home and been caught with in the living room, who had actually been their first, but she wasn't going to let them know that. There was the stash of pot they had found, then the fight she had gotten into a week ago when she turned 21. Hell the only thing she was doing right was school, and even then they seemed sick to their stomach when she told them she was going to get a political science degree... Hah, funny thing was she was doing engineering, but they didn't know that.

At the end of the wonderful series of events was the car, stolen from school, followed by speeding right past a cop, and finally ending up wrapped around a pole. Luckily for Spencer she was a werewolf, and from a particularly strong line, which meant practically injury free and any scratches she had were healed up. Unluckily for her, Irina and James had decided to do something for once, and instead of sweeping it under the rug without making her do anything, they instead set her up to go talk to a lawyer. It was kind of what she had wanted, but truth be told not all of her activities were designed to piss of her parents... Well, at least not only to piss them off. The tattoos and piercings were for her, and she really hadn't intended on being caught having sex, even if the location would have said otherwise. Not her fault they came home right in the middle of it, which had been a very sad three minutes in.

Still, intentions aside she now found herself paying the price, sitting in a stuffy office, playing on her phone as she waited for the lawyer she had been sent to. She was expecting some old guy in an expensive suit with intentions of sticking his head up her parents asses. It was a firm run by wolves after all, and most wolves respected her folks... They were extremely wealthy but lived modestly, and worked towards improving the lives of wolves... Really they were just a couple of tech moguls with nothing better to do, but that was beside the point. She was simply prepared for a excruciatingly annoying meeting. Hell, she was already being difficult, in jeans, a tight black t-shirt, and a rather ratty hoodie.... Not exactly attire that screamed 'I'm taking this seriously'... Not to mention her tongue was sharp and ready. She had to get some fun out of it right? Why not be a brat to the person trying to impress her parents.
 
Anna didn't take offense to the claim that she was a slut, at least not when it was coming from Clara. If anything she was inclined to agree with the other wolf. "Only for you. Only a slut for you, Clara." Anna moaned in response, something about Clara had always made it difficult for her to control her urges. And now with the urge to cum firmly implanted in her body, the wolf was a slave to her desires, moaning and begging for more, writhing and bucking under Clara like an eager little slut, it was hard to tell that she had been a shy virgin only minutes before. This new connection between them made all the pain and anxiety worth it. The fact that she could look into Clara's eyes, actually hold onto her girlfriend and be on the same level as her as they made love made everything worth it. "Please Clara, please...I need to cum." Anna whimpered, quickly growing frustrated when her body didn't do what she wanted or when she took a long time to orgasm. The pleasure building up inside of her was nearly at a painful level, she felt like she was quite on the edge but couldn't reach it... Thankfully Clara hooking her legs up by the knees and changing the angle that she was driving into Anna's aching slit fixed everything, the young Latina screaming and clawing at her mate as waves of pleasure rocked her body.

It was surprising how exhausting it was to lay on her back, not like Anna was a lazy lover, but there had been little she could do but moan and take Clara's cock over and over again. Her lover had tried several different tempos with varying degrees of force, all at Anna's prompting. So far the young wolf had come up with the equations Faster^2 = Heaven while Harder + Harder = Pain. She'd no doubt work her way up to the rough stuff later, but for now the inexperienced wolf was more than happy with gentle rocks of her mate's hips and fast pumps of her cock. Sweaty and exhausted after their experiment, she felt relieved when Clara rolled off of her and her body was free to the cool air of the room, though she did give an unhappy whine when the cock was pulled out of her. Panting as hard as she would as if she just had run a marathon, the young wolf managed a tired grin as Clara mentioned that she had outdid her. "Mmm I like you in purple, it's very sexy on you..." Anna yawned and then rolled to snuggle up in her lover's arms. Now her body had cooled down enough that she felt chilly and needed to pull the sheet over them because the blanket was ruined and had to be kicked off the bed. "It was perfect...you're perfect." Anna murmured drowsily as she moved to rest her head under Clara's chin and went to sleep.

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Rani sighed as she looked over the file that had been placed on her desk this morning, wishing that it would just disappear like all the other petty werewolf crimes that arrived on her desk only to be delegated to one of her subordinates. All one of her junior associates had to do was appear at the town court, mention that they worked for Gupta, Jamshid & Watson, and most cases would just be dropped or pled down, the state not wanting to go up against such a prestigious firm and basically light taxpayer money on fire. At 33, Rani had accomplished one of her major career goals: become a partner at one of the most respected law firms in the United States. Now, at 35, all she had to do was check off 'Have pups' and 'Become a professor at Harvard' and she could finally relax.

Such cases as the one involving her ex's brother's daughter weren't quite something that was going to get her a professorship anywhere. Spencer had done something reckless, stupid and selfish thing. Worst of all, she was guilty. This wasn't a pro bono case, it was just a favor. Hell, if it hadn't been a favor, Rani wouldn't have taken it because she didn't like to invest her time and money into a loss.

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"Spencer? Ms. Jamshid will see you now." Rani's secretary had come out to the waiting room and now led Spencer to the large office with a beautiful view of the city that the Persian wolf occupied.

"Really, Spencer?" The critical tone in Rani's voice was tempered slightly by her accent that was a blend of English and Persian. She passed a critical eye over the girl, unable to hide her disapproval as she sauntered in without a care in the world, lips pursing in disapproval. The difference in their dress was remarkable: Rani well groomed, in a satiny grey blouse and a navy blue skirt (clothes that were on the casual side of the spectrum for her because she had meetings today and no actual trials to attend to) and Spencer looked like she had just rolled out of bed and put on last night's wrinkled clothes. "The next time you come to my office, I ask that you dress more formally. Business casual will do, no jeans, no sneakers." There were a lot of high powered clients dropping in some days, Rani didn't want them to get the wrong impression of the firm. After voicing her disapproval, the lawyer moved back to sit at her desk and motioned for Spencer to sit across from her.

"Let's see what we have here..." Rani opened up the file to read from the list of offenses. "Destruction of Public Property, Destruction of Private Property...not a particularly big issue there, your parents would have to pay a hefty fine.... Reckless Endangerment in the First Degree and Grand Theft Auto, both are felonies." The older wolf looked up from her papers and to Spencer. "Your father has asked that I keep you out of jail. However, I will be frank and tell you just as I have told him: there is a very real possibility that you will serve time if this goes to trial." The threat was all the more real as Rani continued to survey her new client. The tattoos, the piercings...while she herself thought they were attractive embellishments, a jury would be quick to convict Spencer of anything the prosecution charged her with once they laid eyes on her.
 
Spencer couldn't help but raise an eyebrow for two reasons. One, was that she had the wrong impression that the person she was seeing was male, which the secretary corrected in her mind, and the second was that when she walked into the room it was a young, attractive woman. That was rare for high powered lawyers. Her surprise was quickly replaced with a scoff and she shook her head. "I doubt my parents are paying for fashion tips." She plopped down in the chair, slouching and taking a moment to look around, eyes scanning over the room and finding herself chuckling. "Yeah, definitely not fashion." Not that she wasn't aware her attire didn't fit in the situation... But really that was kind of the point. She could have dressed more appropriately, and look damn good doing so, but she had chosen not to, and she wasn't going to dress up because some annoying lawyer thought it was her right to instruct her on the official dress code of stuffy and boring.

When jail came up she found herself stiffen up a bit, but instead of make her fear of actual prison time evident she let out a disrespectful 'pffft' sound and looked over to the other woman. "First of all, reckless endangerment is a joke. The only person I put in danger was myself, and we both know being a wolf makes that bullshit... Though I suppose arguing 'werewolf' would be out of the question. Second, grand theft auto can be taken care of with a bit of money as well. I go to school with the idiot who left his keys in the car, I'm sure that won't be a problem." She shrugged and scooted up in the chair just a bit to give the lady in front of her a bit more attention, a grin developing on her face. "The question is, what exactly did Irina and James tell you to do? Scare me a bit, maybe get me some community service to show me something? Because whatever it was I can guarantee you I won't learn the lesson, whatever it may be. So do us both a favor and just settle so this can be over and everyone gets what they want. I'm sure that's all they really care about."

Spencer was never the poor me type, she knew exactly what the stakes were, feared the end result if her parents ever dropped her, but knew deep down they wouldn't, and was playing a constant game of chicken to pit her stupidity against the love she didn't like to admit they had for her. The lawyer was simply a pawn in that game, an expensive one sure, but a pawn, and as far as Spencer was concerned it was her job to do as she was told... Just like ever other person her parents paid to clean up her messes. Why would this lawyer be any different than all the others?
 
"True, your parents are not paying me for fashion advice. But they are not paying me to store their rubbish in my office either." Rani responded in a clipped tone. "If you cannot find the will to dress appropriately next time, then do not bother coming back at all, your father could just as easily have met with me. And I will remind you that legally, James didn't have to do anything at all. He could have left you in the hands of a public defender and you could be siting in a small, cramped office, chatting with a lawyer who has just passed the bar by the skin of his teeth and cares even less for your shenanigans than I do." The older wolf was not in the mood for a smart mouth or childish games. There were plenty of cases that she was presented with on a daily basis, she didn't need work, didn't need money, and she wouldn't have herself inconvenienced for the sake of an old friend if his daughter couldn't even manage the energy involved in picking out an adequate outfit for a casual meeting.

"You were on a public road with other vehicles, driving fast enough that it is no longer just the issue of a speeding ticket but now Reckless Endangerment. It is lucky that that telephone pole was the only thing you hit." Rani's eyes burned into Spencer's. This all could have been much, much worse. Werewolf or not, their kind didn't survive snapped necks or punctured lungs. "It is a shame that the crash did not knock some sense into you." No sense at all it seemed, because Spencer had done this all just to aggravate her parents, like this was some sort of game. So Rani listened to the young wolf rant about her parents with a detached sort of bemusement, at least until the command "settle this" came up. The lawyer didn't take orders and didn't respond to them favorably at all when they were given after she had already been irritated.

"You are very much like your aunt." Rani couldn't hold back the comment. In real life, Diana was the middle and perhaps the most well behaved of all of James' siblings...but behind closed doors the woman had done anything and everything in her power to get Rani's attention via behaving poorly...though that was mostly because she was a kinky slut who enjoyed the specific breed of punishment that the lawyer could provide. Spencer too it seemed wanted attention to the point where even negative attention felt like good attention....but the young girl was not in a position to be punished, even though the sudden urge to bend her over her desk and rain down harsh smacks to her rear end was a scenario that the lawyer was seriously contemplating. Rani didn't have time for such games though. As much as she had adored Diana before they had amicably split, as much as she thought of James as a friend, she wasn't here to fix his problems, especially when that problem was a child that was infuriatingly cocky.

"If you truly do care so little about your case, Spencer, I don't believe that I will be able to bring myself to care about defending you either." Rani calmly shut the file and then slid it away from her, obviously done with that and this meeting. She stood and rounded her desk, always polite enough to show her guests out of her office. She motioned for Spencer to follow, waving her towards the door. "I will have your case transferred to another firm, most likely Jenner & Block." It was a decent firm, small and with very few associates. Neither lawyer had won as many cases as Rani but they were competent men that would represent anyone if enough coin was tossed their way. Rani however took too much pride in her work to allow her name to be sullied with a case that was doomed to be a train wreck so long as her client cared so little about what was happening.
 
Ugh, competent people could really be a pain in her ass. This woman was certainly that and each attempt to knock her off balance seemed to backfire, leaving Spencer looking like the idiot as she tried to take the power of the situation. It was clear she was going to have to be more intelligent about it if she wanted to win the little game she was playing... And imagining the other wolf playing as well. What she hated to admit, even in the confines of her mind, was that she had just lost round one with the realization she would need to be slightly more aware of her clothing next time... Though she would be damned if she was wearing some pantsuit or dress. A skirt and a nice shirt was about all anyone was going to get from her without forcing her into it... Which had been done a time or two when she was younger and just never ended well for anyone involved. It was just about as big a no no as someone playing the smartass game she liked to play with her... It was an undeniable double standard but she liked it that way.

"To be fair the public road had like no cars on it... And it did knock some sense into me. It made it quite clear the douche in the passenger seat wasn't worth my time." She had an answer for everything, even if none of them were worth the time it took to listen to them. "Diana?" Her voice was confused and she was thrown out of her confident swagger by the strange comparison. "How am I anything like that prude?" She huffed like it was some insult to be compared to the other woman... Though if she was being honest she didn't dislike her aunt, she could be a bit of a goody goody, but oddly enough she never joined in with others on the whole, clean up your act thing, and seemed to at least understand the decisions Spencer made. Yeah, no. She was nothing like her aunt. Not that the other woman decided to take that avenue of discussion any further as she proceeded to begin the process of 'politely' throwing her out.

It was at that point that her cocky little grin and 'nothing's going to happen' attitude got smashed to pieces and her heart leapt. Her father had chosen this woman for a reason, it was no doubt her best chance of avoiding that jail time she secretly cowered at. In a moment more stupid than any other she had that day, she dashed from her seat and right at the other woman, stopping her from reaching the door by pushing her up against the wall, not growling and doing her best to hide the fear from eyes, but letting it out in a panicked attempt to force what she wanted. "Hey now, you can't just leave me out to dry here." Her hands had inadvertently grabbed and pinned Rani's to the wall. In her panic the grip she had was tight, and while she wasn't a particularly athletic woman, she did have some strength in her hands... She had been rather dedicated to basketball before she went full out rebel, and some of that had survived her newly inactive lifestyle. "You're representing me."
 
Born and raised in England, Rani had grown up watching rugby matches with her father and cheering for him when he played with his club team. She herself had later embraced her love of the sport by playing it throughout secondary school and at the collegiate level at Cambridge, much to her mother's disapproval. So while Rani may look weak and defenseless because she was so slight of frame, the lawyer was actually a powerhouse. Spencer had managed to get the jump on her and pin the older alpha to the wall, but this was not a position that Rani was going to stay in for long. As soon as her arms were pinned to her sides, everything about the professional and polite lawyer changed.

With a growl she burst off of the wall, twisting her arms to get them free of Spencer's tight grip. Then she grabbed the girl, pulled her forward while she herself took a step by her, slamming Spencer's front against the wall as she took up position behind her. Before the younger wolf could recover, Rani used her body to pin the girl's to the wall, one hand reaching to grab onto the girl's wrist and pin it. She tried to get the other too but couldn't find it quickly enough so settled on grabbing a nice chunk of hair, manicured nails scratching against the girl's scalp as she took hold of the substitute scruff. "Listen here, pup." Rani's lips were inches from Spencer's ear, her voice low and threatening as she spoke. "You have got to be a complete prat if you think that you're going to manhandle me into anything."

Putting the other girl in this position was rapidly turning out to be a mistake. As furious as Rani was, she had to admit that this young woman had an amazing body with a perfect behind. It had been so long since the lawyer had had time to date another woman...even longer since she had had one in such a deliciously submissive position. Spencer was turning out to remind her a lot more of Diana than she could even begin to suspect. Now she was curious to see just how deep the family resemblance went. With a tighter grip to her hair, Rani pulled the girl's head back in a smooth motion, baring her neck so that Spencer knew that she was in a very vulnerable position, plus she lawyer was curious to see if she could coax a moan from that smart mouth.

"Now if I let you go, do you think you can handle behaving like an adult?" Impetuously, Rani leaned up to nip at one of those pierced ears, reminding Spencer that there were many terrible things she could be doing with her teeth at the moment
 
What had been a rash decision turned out to be a big fucking mistake. Part of Spencer had assumed Rani was a calm person, not to mention her size didn't exactly make her seem like all that much of a threat. Both of those assumptions were proved wrong as her desperate display of idiocy had her up against the wall at Rani's mercy. Her arm was pinned, hair being pulled hard, and body between the hard wall and surprisingly toned body beneath the business attire the other wolf was wearing. It was humiliating... She liked to keep up a tough exterior, make people think she was a real tough bitch, but in reality she wouldn't know where to start in a fight. Sure she had gotten into one, and she wasn't the type of girl to cry or slap, no she would punch and could take a lick, but experience wise she was wet behind the ears and quick to lose her composure when being shoved around, even yelping softly as her hair was yanked back.

After the initial shock wore off she growled loud enough for Rani to hear it, tempted to turn but having a feeling it would be another mistake, and a much more severe one. To make matters worse she found herself unable to think about what to do in such a situation... The big game she talked and acted out had one truly major flaw... She was a spoiled brat with absolutely no clue how to respond to life, and the many unexpected situations it threw at her. "Act like an-" She was trying to repeat the question, be a smart ass again, but her breath caught as she felt a pleasant sensation against her ear, and a soft gasp escaped her lips, barely stopping a moan as her body shivered. "What the fuck..." She muttered, but a whine had replaced the fire she had intended to speak with, finding her combative attitude being cooled by the unexpected pleasure. The confusion was just adding up though and she tried to turn around, shake off the other wolf, but it wasn't going to happen.

"Let me go!" She spat, fire finally returning, though a tinge of panic coated her tone, and she struggled again. While she was trying to regain her tough act, she was simply showing what a pup she truly was. The attempt to free herself only ended with her stopping again and releasing an audible whine. She knew the best option was just to say 'yes, I'll behave' but the damn pride to continue playing her role despite the change in situation didn't make that easy on her. Spencer had stopped struggling though, the other woman was stronger and she was powerless... And so out of her depth. Most people just took her abuse... That was not what was happening with the attractive lawyer. "Fuck you..." She whined again, body relaxing after one more short struggle, panting gently from her exertion.
 
Spencer was wasting her energy with all of her struggling. The younger wolf was in a tough position to get out of and she would have been better off just saying that she'd be a good girl. Rani was purposefully giving her plenty of room to save face: Spencer didn't have to apologize, didn't have to get escorted out by one of the junior associates and make a scene, all she had to do was say that she was done throwing her tantrum and ready to carry on like an adult; very simple...Rani was truly surprised that the girl was not taking the easy way out.

It had been years since Rani had gotten to a scuffle. Most wolves her age and older knew better than to cross her, but she supposed a new generation of pups didn't know much about the retired Unleashed champion. "Fuck you?" Rani parroted with a smirk. "Is that the best you can think up?" The wolf gave the other female a sharper tug of her hair and then backed off, deciding that this was all a giant waste of her time and not worth it. "You wouldn't last 5 seconds versus me, pup. So I strongly suggest that you leave."
 
Spencer didn't quite know what to do, all she knew was her entire image was crumbling at the hands of a single woman, and each passing second made her feel more and more hopeless... Though another feeling was encroaching on that as the other wolf continued to assert her dominance... And it wasn't one she particularly understood. She was feeling... Horny. The tugging of her hair, the hot breath on her neck and bite to her ear... The pressure of the gorgeous woman pushed up against her back, it was all melding together into a very arousing cocktail, and she had no idea why. Whether it was due to inexperience, a failure to grasp that she was having some attraction towards a member of the same sex, or the treatment she was receiving being the opposite of what she envisioned when she fantasized, she simply couldn't accept it... Even as she let out a very brief moan when her hair was tugged harder. It was short, quiet, and rather uninspired, but it was a moan.

The confusion filling her head made her less snippy than she would normally have been, her quick retort never coming and instead she found herself turning around dumbfounded, staring at Rani as the reality that she truly would last a second sinking in. Then she bolted, out the door and out of the office as quickly as she could without drawing attention to herself, mind muddied with scattered thoughts. It took several stiff drinks and a plate of greasy fries to calm her down, and eve then she was distracted and, eventually, pissed off. She wasn't only mad about how she was treated or humiliated, she was pissed that she was still being dumped as a client... She had to fix that. Rani had made quite the impression, and if she could handle Spencer she could definitely handle the case, and no doubt better than anyone else. She couldn't just take her advice and get another lawyer... It was too risky. Besides, she had a burning need to shut the woman up... And oddly enough the only way that seemed possible was to get her to agree to represent her, which would essentially be making her take back all the bullshit she had said.

It was late by the time she stumbled home, a bit drunk but not quite slurring her words. She lived in a tiny little place, furnished nicely but meant for a single person... In fact it was probably closer to a studio apartment than anything else. It was enough for her... She liked small and cozy anyways. And she plopped down on the bed, eyes half closed, she reached for her phone, knowing it was far too late for anyone to be at the office but figuring a message would be better for her case anyways... No immediate hanging up. So she called, let it ring, and when the answering machine clicked on did her best to sound sober and respectful, hiding the sarcastic edge from her voice. "Rani, it's Spencer. I'd appreciate a chance to speak with you and have you reconsider representing me. If you're interested we could meet over dinner tomorrow night. Call me." Maybe she sounded a bit tipsy... But it had made her point and was the best she could bring herself to do... Especially considering she fell asleep moments after hanging up the phone.
 
Ah it was wonderful to know that she was still capable of instilling fear into the hearts of others, she had been worried that she was losing her touch in her old age. A smug smile took up residence on her lips as she watched Spencer turn tail and run. For a few moments she basked in the feeling of power, but those couple minutes were all she could spare before she got back to work, not wanting to be at the office late tonight all because she was slacking off. Rani's personal time was sacred. After 7pm, she didn't like to stay at work or conduct meetings, and she definitely didn't answer calls from clients or check her emails. So she went back to her desk and got back to work, not wasting any time thinking about Spencer for the rest of the day.

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Rani had received her fair share of drunk dials when she had been a younger woman, hell, she still received them every so often from scorned lovers or women that were too cowardly to hit on her when they were sober. Spencer's call was just another one, one that she should just ignore and delete... But, she supposed that the young wolf deserved a chance to prove herself and apologize for how she had acted the day before. So she accepted the girl's invite and set up at meeting with her, one at a nice restaurant not far from her firm that she often took clients to for lunch meetings.

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Rani had decided to discard her suit jacket for her dinner meeting with Spencer, leaving her in a deep purple, satiny blouse that gave a teasing glimpse of cleavage and a black skirt to show off her toned legs. Early to her meal, she half expected for Spencer to not show and took the liberty of ordering herself a nice glass of wine as she waited so that she could at least relax while she got stood up.
 
"I feel like a fucking idiot." Spencer had been muttering the entire way to the restaurant, looking at herself in the small compact mirror she had in her purse... Ugh purse, it had been forever since she had to carry a purse. However, as painful as it was she had made some concessions to try and essentially win over Rani, she was not going to jail, and the longer she thought about it the more obvious the solution became... Stop being a brat... For like an hour. Self-awareness was not one of her stronger traits, well, actually it was, but hardcore denial usually trumped the knowledge of how stupidly she acted at times. When faced with possible jail time, in large part due to her stupidity and subsequent denial, self-awareness took a huge leap forward. It had led her to be relatively polite when Rani called to set up dinner, it had made her conscious of her attire to the point of being uncomfortable, and it had her using a purse, and something she only admitted begrudgingly, looking fantastic.

Spencer had always looked great when she tried, not like some street thug who didn't know about fabric softener and dryer sheets. This was one of those nights. She was wearing a pair of fitted black pants, a cute white button up, and a jacket that was just in the range of business casual without going one way or another. She was going to prove she could dress adequately... Even if she felt like she should constantly be shifting and readjusting the uncomfortable clothing. Not that she was completely reformed, she would be removing her piercings or covering the few bits of tattoo that could still be seen for dinner, but the effort would have to be enough.

When she arrived at the restaurant, mere minutes before their scheduled meeting time, she got out of the cab and paid the man, a little extra for being a psycho talking to herself in the back seat. Then she moved to the door, sighing at the fact that she was wearing high heels and cursing whoever invented the constricting contraptions. It didn't stop her though, she made her entrance, going inside and finding Rani, eyes traveling to the wine as she made her way over. It seemed the lawyer had started drinking early... No doubt expecting a horrible dinner experience. Oh how badly Spencer wanted to make a snide remark, and yet she kept her tongue tame, for the moment. "Thanks for agreeing to meet with me." She almost sounded tired already, but at least it wasn't snarky, sarcastic, or hateful. She just had to keep reminding herself it was all better than jail...
 
Rani did so love a nice Cabernet Sauvignon after a long day at the office. It was a strong wine, both in flavor and alcohol content, but it was nothing the lawyer couldn't handle...provided she didn't drink an entire bottle. Thankfully the full-bodiedness of the wine made her sip it slowly in order to savor it, she had barely made a dent in her drink by the time Spencer arrived. She almost didn't believe that it was the same hoodlum that had waltzed into her office only a day ago, the girl definitely cleaned up nice. "Spencer...I must admit that I am surprised that you came." The older wolf actually stood for the young lady, a rather male gesture, but one she did anyways despite her obvious femininity.

"We will talk about business after the meal." The lawyer smiled politely at her uncomfortable looking date as they both sat down. Discussing deals after everyone's hunger was sated was usually for the best; Rani knew herself well enough to realize that she would not give Spencer a fair shake while she was coming off of a twelve hour work day with hunger clawing at her empty stomach. "For now, why don't you relax and try to enjoy yourself, I promise I don't bite during meetings." The wolf grinned, showing off teeth that could easily be much more dangerous if the young wolf overstepped her boundaries like last time. Rani wasn't the type of woman to just forgive and forget, but she had given her word not to bite or hold a grudge for tonight and she would do her best to keep it.

After placing their dinner orders, it was time to navigate their way through the complex ritual of small talk. Rani herself was very good at asking seemingly innocent questions that consequently revealed a lot about a person. Well, perhaps the questions were not as important as what she deduced from the answers. She asked Spencer questions about her family, how her parents were doing, trying to discern just why the girl seemed so thoroughly set on tarnishing her family name with her antics. The older wolf asked about school, probing to see if the younger woman had anything she was passionate about, or if she really did carry on through life not giving a damn about anything.
 
Spencer wasn't exactly sure what she was supposed to do once she sat down, but hearing they would wait until after the meal to talk business helped her settle. After all, she was always a bit more well-behaved after a decent meal... And a few drinks, the first of which she ordered almost immediately in the form of nice scotch, might as well drink a bit fancy since she was dressed up. "I wouldn't invite you out just to stand you up... Even I'm not that bad. Though I can't promise much else." She was trying to be charming but she felt a bit ridiculous trying to skirt the line between her usual personality and how she should act. Really she wasn't even sure which one would have made for a more enjoyable night for her. Still she was doing her best, and apparently not alone with that line. The moment Rani mentioned biting she had mixed feelings. The inexperienced honest part of her wanted to blush and look down at the menu to circumvent the topic all together, but the arrogant part of her had her smirking. "What? Have to pay extra for that?"

It wasn't meant to make Rani sound like a hooker nearly as much as it did, it was meant to be flirty, but it came across a bit horrible. Still, the best thing to do was move on and act like she was charming, basically, be delusional. Acting delusional was a timeless tactic to avoid the gravity of her own stupid comments, and as small talk commenced she relied heavily on vague answers and delusion to pretend she had any legs to stand on. When people didn't engage her, or took everything at face value she was convincing, they simply took in the image and mouth and summed her up in a nice, neat, delinquent box. When someone actually struck up a meaningful conversation... It revealed holes she didn't like thinking about.

For instance, her family. Two loving parents who offered her everything, worked hard, and put most parents to shame. Spencer somehow landed on, treat them like shit, somewhere along the line and despite sticking to that path vehemently she had no real reason behind it... Aside from something bratty like, they were too busy making money and providing for me to be around enough for her liking. That or something equally pathetic like, because I'm bored. Instead of those honest answers she chose to skirt the subject and push her way through to the next question... Which wasn't any better. School was another subject she avoided, mainly because her passion was stupid, nobody should have been excited about math and yet it was the one subject she actually liked... She was a math nerd. For her math made sense, more than anything else she could look at numbers and know what to do. So she had chosen engineering... A very similar path to the work her parents did. Perhaps that was why she was so secretive. It would be hard to play hateful daughter if they knew she was inadvertently following in their footsteps. So she fed Rani the same political science bullshit she fed everyone else and moved on.

By the end of the small talk and the dinner Rani would have learned one of two things. She would have either learned that Spencer was a very boring, very uninspired young woman, or that she was full of shit when it came to the few topics they discussed. Either way, it was clear she lacked any real understanding of what in the fuck she was doing... And maybe was just a bit drunk, only a little, by the end of the dinner. Being newly 21 left her with a severe lack of understanding of where to draw the line, and unfortunately she had gone over that line with the scotch... It probably hadn't been the best decision. She wasn't stumbling, or slurring, she could simply feel it, and she felt good. Warmth was spreading through her body, she was smiling a bit more than usual, and she was letting her eyes roam just a bit too much... The female fantasy she had after her first meeting with Rani a new and confusing experience... But one that was coming back to mind with alcohol and a full-stomach. "So... Business. What will I need to do to convince you I'm worth you time? Hmmm?" She was smiling and her voice was finally relaxed, the drink taking off the final edge of her tone and having her leaning onto the table and looking across at the other woman.
 
Rani scrupulously studied Spencer at the mention of her pursuing a political science degree. It wasn't that the girl didn't look like she could be that major (with all her tattoos and rebellious attitude, Rani would have personally guessed art) it was just that people who went into the field of political science were better bullshitters because they studied people who were the kings and queens of bullshit; and Spencer was actually a pretty bad bullshitter. Political science had actually been Rani's undergraduate major, well that and history, she also had a minor in music...the minor had been the most useful degree of all; playing the cello had helped her keep her sanity while she studied for the LSATs, was buried under work in law school, and even now when work was overwhelming, she would play in order to relax as a healthy alternative to binge drinking as many of her coworkers did.

She didn't call Spencer on her lies, at least not right away because that would be rude. Besides, it was nice to just enjoy a delicious dinner and a night out without talking about work. Usually Rani went out to dinners with coworkers or friends, the majority of whom were lawyers and they would all inevitably end up bitching about clients, judges, or whatever happening in the news by the end of the evening. Unfortunately the pleasant, though full of lies, dinner conversation couldn't last forever. Of course they had to go back to the reason they were here in the first place: for Spencer to make amends so that Rani would represent her.

"You could start by cutting the bollocks." Rani smiled, trying to make calling out Spencer on the crap she had just tried to feed her as unconfrontational as possible. "I am paid to propose alternate truths and poke holes in lies. So don't think for a moment that you will ever fool me. I know it is a lot, trusting a total stranger with the truth, but if you cannot be honest with me, I cannot help you. The last thing I would need as your lawyer are any nasty surprises popping up in the middle of a trial, if your case ever went to trial anyways. You clean up very well, Spencer, but not to the point where a jury would see you as an innocent little angel."

Rani paused for a moment, taking a sip of her wine as she thought things over, thought about Spencer's answers from before. "Judges have sympathy you know... The majority of them understand that to err is human. So when I asked you questions about school, about your parents, those are questions that I needed honest responses for. A judge is less likely to perceive an honor role student as a delinquent. They need to see that you have something that you are passionate about, and frankly if you go on about poli sci with the same disinterest as if you were talking about the weather, we cannot play that angle. If you refuse to talk about your parents entirely, the judge is likely to just think that you are an entitled spoiled brat that won't learn her lesson. The only way to get out of this Spencer is to make it appear as though it was just a one time thing, and frankly I don't believe that it is."

Rani had represented people in the past that were guilty, that deserved to go to jail, but now she was at a point in her career where she didn't have to take such cases anymore in order to make a name for herself. When she was younger she may have been more apt to ignore her conscience, but not anymore, not for a quick buck when she already had so much and had come from nothing.
 
Spencer couldn't say Rani seeing through every little lie wasn't annoying... Because it was, it was infuriating, but she signed as opposed to getting angry and ruining any progress she had made by cleaning up and keeping her tongue civil. It left her with little choice but to tell the truth, and revealing a well guarded secret or two, especially such embarrassing bullshit, was no pleasant. She clicked her tongue, irritated by the entire situation, sitting up straight and looking over at Rani as if to decide if it was really worth it. Stranger or not she didn't like the idea of spilling everything to the other woman... Especially considering she was a friend of her father's, and that meant her trustworthiness was in question... Though the younger wolf would be damned if she ever said that aloud. Jail was still a more pressing and serious concern than telling Rani the truth, and after a moment of hesitation she sighed one more time and leaned back, trying to debate where to start.

"Fine... Fine. You want to know what my home life was like? Okay. I'm a brat, spoiled with money but not time, and so when I got bored of the money I moved on to making them pay attention, and the more I did it the less they expected from me. So yeah, I'm a brat, but I highly doubt that will get me any sympathy from a damn judge." She spoke quickly and the irritation in her voice was clear... But it was how she felt, she had hated being the last thing her parents paid attention to. Work, each other, the rest of the werewolf community, and then her. Sure they weren't bad parents, they loved her and took care of her, but emotional connection had been minimal for most of her life.

"As for school... I'm not a fucking political science major. I just said that to piss them off, make them think I wasn't taking it seriously. I'm damn near finished with a bachelors in mechanical engineering. I like numbers and I like designing shit... So I did that. I'll probably get a masters next but I don't know." As she finished spilling her guts she reached for the drink she had been sipping on and downed the remaining contents, hating all of it. She hated the judgement, the personal nature of the questions, the fact that Rani made her feel like a transparent child... None of it was pleasant but the booze helped, as did telling herself it didn't matter. Rani didn't really know her. She assumed it wasn't a one time thing... It probably wasn't, not now that she felt like she had to live up to the delinquent expectations... But it had been her first time. In fact if someone stripped away all the bullshit they would see how sad her attempt at passing herself off as a tough bitch was. "Can you just tell me if you're going to help me please? Because I just want to call a cab and go crawl into bed." She whined, looking down at the table and trying to figure out whether she had fucked herself, waiting for Rani to answer.
 
The lawyer was quiet as the younger woman corrected herself, giving Rani a more complete picture to contemplate and work with. The admission that she was indeed just a spoiled brat wasn't what Rani had been hoping for, judges and juries -hated- rotten little rich kids. But the second half was something she could work with, everyone loved a contributing member to society. "Oh because we political science majors amount to so little." Rani only interrupted to roll her eyes, trying not to be too offended by what Spencer had just implied; if political scientists weren't the philosophy majors of the law world, she probably would be.

She wasn't here to judge, it wasn't her place to. Rani was only here to gather enough information so that she could decide whether or not to put her name and reputation behind this young woman. As aggravating as Spencer was, as irresponsible and reckless...she supposed that everyone deserved a second chance. Besides, the wolf seemed more like a scared pup than a hardened Alpha bitch. With a firm hand, Spencer would probably grow up to do great things...couple of whacks on the bottom a day would surely set her straight. Alas, Rani wasn't being paid to dole out discipline, merely defend the girl. "I will represent you Spencer. You can calm down. Just no more lies, alright? I am your attorney, whatever you say to me is entirely confidential, I won't even tell your father." The wolf smiled gently and offered her hand out to Spencer so that they could shake and seal the deal. Now all was left was for them to pay their bills and they could go their separate ways.

When they both stood to leave, Rani noticed that Spencer was weaving a little bit. "Come on...how about we split a cab?" The older wolf offered her arm so that Spencer could steady herself. The Alpha wasn't the type of woman to take 'no' for an answer, so while her question may have sounded like a request, it was really an order.
 
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