Birds of a Feather
Azzurra
Field Medic
04-05-2022, 02:18 PM
If Satira had thought she'd been experiencing a whole new world before, then Azzurra's response to her reactions took her to entirely new planes of existence she'd never known were possible! The quiet sounds of delight that were coaxed from the small wolf-dog hybrid were instantly intensified when she felt Azzie's lips part hers, then felt and tasted her new friend's tongue in her maw and against her own. Tira's eyes flew open wide in surprise, her stomach clenching deep down in a way that it never had before, and then those pale blue pools gradually disappeared behind dark eyelids again while she gave herself entirely over to the passion of their shared kiss. Tira made out with Azzie with such youthful enthusiasm of someone exploring something new for the first time with gusto. She was totally inexperienced when it came to kissing or desire, so she followed the older girl's lead. When Azzie moved her tongue one way, Satira would gently glide hers back in time, matching rhythm and pace where she could. She gauged how well she was doing by the sounds Azzie was making, each noise guiding her and spurring her on.
Deep inside her, Satira felt like she was burning up. A heat she couldn't identify was tugging at her belly, aching like she was hungry, even though she wasn't. It was a need she didn't recognize, a drive her young body had yet to learn and comprehend. All she knew was that kissing Azzie like this and tasting her in her mouth was making it stronger, and it wasn't an unwelcome feeling. She'd caught her mother kissing Ocean and Chrystelle like this before, but she hadn't known what she was seeing until now. Now she understood why her mom liked this so much! But what was she supposed to be about the ache she was feeling? What did her mother do about it? Maybe she'd have to ask her when she got the chance. The yearling girl's body quivered gently in Azzie's hold, trembling so much her floppy ears were swaying. Her heart was racing, pounding at her chest like it might burst free at any moment—and yet she still didn't want it to stop! She was addicted to the feelings, to the heat, to the attention! Azzurra was giving her everything she craved and created new cravings at the same time. It was all so, so, so good!
After what felt like a blissful eternity, Azzie's lips finally parted from hers and her tongue left her mouth, giving Satira a chance to swallow a deep, gasping breath. Her lungs flooded with refreshing air, only just now realizing how breathless she had gotten during their making out. She'd been so lost in the bliss and passion she hadn't noticed her lungs aching for breath or the slight dizziness that spun in her head. Pallid blue eyes slowly flickered open halfway, peering at Azzie with a dopey, eager grin in return. "T-Thanks," she spoke, voice broken with her heaving breaths and little breathless giggles. "You're really fun being with too, Azzie! Especially when you do things like kiss me like that."
The tiny speckled paw on the wolf's face slowly slid down to drop and rest over one of her larger forepaws while she snuggled closer into her larger body, biting on her bottom lip while she gazed into those deep blue eyes for a long moment. "If I come visit you in Fenmyre... will you show me more things like this?" Tira didn't know how much more there was to learn in the realm of passion and lust and love, still much too young to comprehend it all—but she did know she really liked Azzie's kisses! Already she was thinking about kissing the other girl again—and maybe again, and again, and again.
"Satira"
Deep inside her, Satira felt like she was burning up. A heat she couldn't identify was tugging at her belly, aching like she was hungry, even though she wasn't. It was a need she didn't recognize, a drive her young body had yet to learn and comprehend. All she knew was that kissing Azzie like this and tasting her in her mouth was making it stronger, and it wasn't an unwelcome feeling. She'd caught her mother kissing Ocean and Chrystelle like this before, but she hadn't known what she was seeing until now. Now she understood why her mom liked this so much! But what was she supposed to be about the ache she was feeling? What did her mother do about it? Maybe she'd have to ask her when she got the chance. The yearling girl's body quivered gently in Azzie's hold, trembling so much her floppy ears were swaying. Her heart was racing, pounding at her chest like it might burst free at any moment—and yet she still didn't want it to stop! She was addicted to the feelings, to the heat, to the attention! Azzurra was giving her everything she craved and created new cravings at the same time. It was all so, so, so good!
After what felt like a blissful eternity, Azzie's lips finally parted from hers and her tongue left her mouth, giving Satira a chance to swallow a deep, gasping breath. Her lungs flooded with refreshing air, only just now realizing how breathless she had gotten during their making out. She'd been so lost in the bliss and passion she hadn't noticed her lungs aching for breath or the slight dizziness that spun in her head. Pallid blue eyes slowly flickered open halfway, peering at Azzie with a dopey, eager grin in return. "T-Thanks," she spoke, voice broken with her heaving breaths and little breathless giggles. "You're really fun being with too, Azzie! Especially when you do things like kiss me like that."
The tiny speckled paw on the wolf's face slowly slid down to drop and rest over one of her larger forepaws while she snuggled closer into her larger body, biting on her bottom lip while she gazed into those deep blue eyes for a long moment. "If I come visit you in Fenmyre... will you show me more things like this?" Tira didn't know how much more there was to learn in the realm of passion and lust and love, still much too young to comprehend it all—but she did know she really liked Azzie's kisses! Already she was thinking about kissing the other girl again—and maybe again, and again, and again.
