Oxygen for your Eulogy

Eulogy was well experienced with the pleasures of men, though she never quite got over how it felt every time. Each time was different, usually they were all horrible and ripped into her with ferocity that she didn't know she deserved. This time though, it was different, he wasn't harsh nor cruel. Her ears stayed pinned though, fully aware that this was still wrong. Neither were thinking of consequences of this act though. Her heat was at its peak when he finally took what she owed him.

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When he disentangled from her she rolled to sit up under him, until he moved. Though she didn't move even as he stepped aside to allow her to raise to her feet. It had felt good, though she would never admit it. Her eyes went to her paws as she smoothed out her chest fur. She hadn't missed the smile on his face, but she was still to tentative to allow him a smile like he had. He released her from her debt and she glanced at him. His thanks came with an innuendo that was not lost on her. She just dipped her head in answer. She wasn't leaving yet. Was he going to now? Now that he got what he wanted?