Hours Left Behind

He could have no doubt how much she wanted this by the way she looked back at him, he couldn't help but reflect a subtle thrilled grin back at her. "Just tell me, okay?" He requested in a hushed voice before he dropped his nose back into the curve of her scruff for careful nibbles and breathing in her strong, delicious scent. Not just of her heat, but her own familiar unique perfume.

He didn't necessarily hesitate, but he still didn't dive right in. Just letting his paws roam her body as he pressed his lower half against her with almost silent growls deep in the back of his throat from the physical feeling and desire he still kept building. It wasn't much longer before he finally connected them which felt long overdue for him. Maybe it was all in his head, but Ruse felt completely different than Scylla had. He wasn't sure if  he pinned it as her being a virgin before all of this or that it would be something again completely unique to herself or their relationship. He still felt like he had to handle Ruse more passionately than his other sister or at least different levels of passionate because he did care deeply for both of them. Neither was just a throw away experience to move on from.

He went slow at least at first, maybe more than he needed but still everything felt fully blissful and relieving, she could tell by the way the breath left his lungs and paws carefully squeezed around her sides. He'd wait until he was all the way through before picking up his body just a few inches off of her to look at her face, his own drunk on lust and the look and feel of her under him in some kind of new way. He'd reach down to start kissing her, still never eager enough to get more of her.

"Cerberus"