She Told Me I Couldn't Fly

Planting her paws into the sand, Aurelia continued to resist. Trying to make him struggle while dragging her, adding more weight to her body. Shaking his head, inflicting more pain. He snarled through her fur, and continued to tug and pull, maneuvering her towards the shore. It was a slower process than he would have liked. But in the end, he was able to get her there.

Recoiling his upper body and shoving his weight forward, Sephiran mustered enough strength to throw Aurelia down onto the dry sand. Watching as she scrambled onto her belly, whirling and ready to face him. He was already descending upon her, shoving her down with his weight, pinning her belly down against the sand. Bringing his lips to her ear, while making sure she could whip her head around to bite him. Sephrain exhaled a burst of hot breath into her ear. “How many times have we been here?” He says, wanting her to recall the countless times he’s repeated this process. “I’m getting rather bored of it.” Pressing his nose into her ear, inhaling her scent. He aligned their hips and pressed himself against her.