Mixing Business and Pleasure

She gave a soft chuckle at that “Would you have turned the tables and laid a claim on me hot stuff?” Her purr was soft and lazy. As through the thought of him not letting her go didn’t bother her in the least. “Mmmm” she groaned softly as his paw whispered across her coat. Then his muzzle was against her, kissing and nipping and touching. She rolled off his back and lay on the grassy earth, spreading out her body to give him more surface area to touch. “Don’t stop” she commanded him. Enjoying the feel of his explorative paws and mouth on her. She might be rather an expert (if she did say so herself) on massaging, but there was nothing more relaxing than being touched by another. Sitka… Sitka especially.

“Keep going and you might just become exemplary instead of passing” she teased him with another soft, satisfied sigh.


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