I'm still yearning for your touch
07-07-2013, 10:58 PM
He could see her coral gaze zeroed in on his figure, watching his every move. But instead of the usual calculating look, trying to figure out his weaknesses to exploit them, she was simply looking at him, waiting expectantly for him to catch up with her. And catch up he did, slowly but surely, a pace unusual for the large man. He was usually fast and hard whenever it came to his sister, but his calmer mood and throbbing hock persuaded him to take things. Plus, it seemed his sister was actually liking this slower pace of his. Once close enough to touch the moonlight temptress moved towards him, bumping against his chest as she slid the length of her body all around his, her gentle nips giving him clues as to where she was headed. It was only when she reached the other side of him that he saw her again, but only for a moment before she ducked her crown beneath his chin, arching against him, flicking her plume just beneath his jaws as she slipped from his grasp. Hm. This foreplay was rather fun. He liked watching her tease him. It was tantalizing and arousing.
This one time in their lives together, there was no rush to get to one another, to rip into the other and fuck until their voices filled the forest around them. For once, things were actually...nice between the siblings. Neither were throwing curses out at each other. They barely even spoke, and when they did, Cata being the first one, it was only to murmur his name, beckoning to him to come closer. And he complied, dark paws bring the large man to stand behind the silvery woman, salmon tongue lashing out to caress her sweet entrance, nipping the delicate flesh gently before traveling up, nipping all along her flanks, kisses following suit to soothe. The events of the day had been forgotten, his anger dissipated, his thirst for revenge and blood now dormant. It was just him and his sister, taking their time together, enjoying each other's touch before heading to the ultimate goal.
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