Oxygen for your Eulogy

He managed to coax a soft smile from her as he asked and received her name, if she hadn’t mentioned having her masters earlier her name would have completely convinced the boy she had been a slave at some point in her life. She shook her head before admitting again there was nothing else she could give to him. Her movements were graceful as she shifted away from the tree, her hips aligning at his chest. Oxide had wanted to try and put her more at ease before he made a move, but Eulogy positioned herself just for him. ”I’m Ox,” he offered a title for her, though he kept his full name to himself.

Oxide nuzzled at her chocolate hips for a moment, breathing in her sweet scent as she shifted her tail to make accommodations for him. ”I’ve always thought doggy-style lacked intimacy.” He told her as he nibbled at her spine a bit and moved up to her shoulders. He ran his nose through the thick of her ruff before kissing her dark ears. ”Will you lay on your back for me?” His words barely a whisper as his lips brushed against her ear. He didn’t command her, but asked, sure she would find the act more enjoyable from a different angle.

I'm sorry to anyone reading this kat is the worst -continues smut/corny writing-