just one night couldn't be so wrong

Lament was careful as he descended upon her and accepted her open invitation. His attention to every inch of her easily brought sounds of pleasure from her dark lips and she lay back to allow him access to every bit. His sweet laugh of eager amusement caused her to grin as she shifted her head slightly to look at him. Her delicate paws were pulled up to her chest and she relaxed in a position of utter trust with the man. His paws were deft and knowing as he massaged and touched in every perfect place.

This morning was much more controlled, so much less raw than their love the previous night. Deathbelle adored the change of pace, as her soft moans would make obvious. Lament didn’t take long to find her sweet lips and she returned his passionate kiss as she lay content beneath him. He found her gaze then, greeting her as if he hadn’t been familiarizing himself with her body. She grinned as her lilac gaze found his bright silver eyes as he presented her with another sweet compliment, though it had to be more teasing than anything. She chuckled lightly as she reached up to gently touch her nose to his own.

”No, I haven’t heard that today.” A smile played softly on her lips. ”There isn’t much competition around here though.” Belle aimed to lick his muzzle teasingly. ”There was one vagabond soldier…” She trailed off as she raised her arms to wrap them around his neck and pull him closer to her.