Getting By-Lothaire

So was her way. Always following what she was told. Never voicing her desires. He could not make her speak her mind. It was who she was but he could care. His ears twitched as he tilted his head to her question. Did he want her daughter? Had he asked her if he wanted her? So where had the notion come from? He shook his head, ?No my lady. I spoke plainly enough. It is you who I desire, not your daughter.? He said softly.

He moved closer. The invitation was enough. He wouldn?t dare force himself on anyone. He had the charms, the whit, and the stamina to find his way into any woman?s bed. He was a lover and cared about the importance of his companion?s desires. It was what made him so desirable. She pushed his crushed russet coat against her creamy soft fur. Marking her in a way and allowing his embrace to be gentle. He nipped gently at her neck, and laid a kiss upon her muzzle.

He would be gentle with her. Allow the moments to linger and make her question her love for his father. Would he be so caring to her? Would he hope to please her just as he pleased himself? What satisfaction was there if the partner wasn?t as enthralled and filled with bliss as he was?

He made his way towards her rear. Allowing his nose to graze her hips. Letting his tongue slip to taste the air around her. To see if she was in heat, the talking has distracted him and if they coupled he wanted her to take. The air tasted like passion and he smiled gently. So to was indeed her time. Foolish of his father to leave his wife in his sons care knowing she would be coming into her time.

He pulled behind her. Pushing his body against her and he allowed himself to grasp her hips with scooping paws. He was careful not to have his claws dig to hard to pull. He didn?t want to hurt her. He wanted her to enjoy what was happening and lay his claim over his fathers ?property?.

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