Round Two, Jerk!

Cináed had thought for sure that getting broken up by the guard would maybe make Satira come to her senses and remember that she hated him or something like that, but before he could even get his question out she was cutting him off and agreeing to his offer. He blinked in surprise, watching with a bit of shock as she downed her drink and tossed the goblet aside before brushing past him toward the castle with her soft tail swaying against his legs. He gave his head a shake and another lust-filled grin crossed his lips as he scrambled to get up and follow after her, trotting a few steps to catch up as she led the way into the castle. They followed the corridor down to a quiet portion of the castle, finding a row of rooms that seemed to be like the guest rooms the guard had mentioned. Tira peeked inside of one and after glancing around a bit she pushed the door open, revealing the dimly lit bedroom on the other side. His sly, eager grin was still lingering on his lips as he followed in behind her, turning only briefly to close the door and latch it before making his way to face her again.

He didn't pick up on any of her uncertainty, her act of confidence seeming genuine enough to him as he walked across the few paces it took to meet her in the middle of the room. Fueled by his own lust and the alcohol that was currently boosting his own confidence as well, he gave her a sly smirk before ducking down to slip under her much smaller frame, picking her up and carrying her over to the bed before gently tossing her onto the mattress. The heat and desire that their making out had sparked only burned hotter as he climbed onto the bed beside her and looked down over her lithe, feminine form stretched out on the mattress, golden gaze taking all of her in with an eager, hungry need that hadn't been satisfied in several seasons. Even though this wasn't his first time, he couldn't exactly call himself that experienced either. Yes, his first had given him a very through crash course in the subject, but applying all of that on his own took a bit of an improvised bravado that made him glad he had downed the extra wine before all this began.

He gently rolled her onto her back, settling his body over top of hers, and bringing his muzzle to his to pick up their kiss where they left off. As soon as his lips found hers and they began that heated, passionate making out once more it was much easier to give in to everything his body wanted and needed, his instincts guiding him as his forelegs wrapped around her waist and drew her tight to him, groaning into her mouth while their tongues danced together once more. She felt so small and delicate in his arms, but feeling the warmth of her body against him and her scent filling his nose made him feel like he had never felt before, the tightening spring of need and desire coiling tighter and tighter in his core until he thought he might just spontaneously combust from the heat of it. He broke their kiss with a soft gasp as he started to bring his hips to hers, looking down at her with a lustful haze with a silent question just to give her one last chance to back out if she really didn't want this, but as long as there was no sign of regret or remorse on her features then he would bring his hips to hers, feeling all of her for the first time with an impassioned groan, holding on tight to her as he brought them both the pleasure they both so desperately needed.

- fade -

Cináed