A merry pair are we

"Who said it's too close for comfort?" she rumbled back at him. Was she really saying that? Was this really happening? His head spun as he felt her lean into his shoulder, pressing her lips against his neck as though to urge him onward. This was just... bizarre! He couldn't wrap his head around it, but he didn't need to use his head anymore. His body was tense, craving her, wondering how she would feel beneath him. She kept talking, but he could hardly bring himself to respond, his voice stuck in his throat. She hadn't bitten him yet, so she must be serious. He moved along her side, brushing close to her so that she knew exactly where he was, heading toward her rump. His tail swished with excitement, a shiver running down his spine as the hair along his spine prickled. Oh, he was going to fuck her.

His ebony muzzle ran along the back of her thigh as he moved, his snout shuffling along until he found the underside of her tail. His head brushed under her tail, tossing it up over the back of his neck as his paws carried him behind her, enjoying himself a little too much. He turned his body until he had lined up his chest with her rump. Taking a deep breath, inhaling her scent, he rocked back onto his hind legs, stepping forward as his forepaws reached forward to wrap around her waist. She was taller than him, but not enough to make this impossible. He shuddered as he pulled himself closer to her and felt the warmth of her body below him. Panting heavily, he lowered his head toward her back, his jaws parting slightly as he grazed his teeth through her fur. This was just so backwards for him. He was merely a slave, but he was taking her. And he was going to like it.

With a grunt he pressed forward, desperately wanting her now. Lining up his body just right, he closed the distance between them, giving in to the feelings of pleasure wracking his body now.

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