Sometimes it's the little things

Avacyn moved easily to his touches and insistences, giving no resistance as he manipulated her perfect body where he wanted her to be. The pair of Mendacium wolves made out hot and heavy as they gave in to the kindling of instinctual urges, passion and desire rising between them. This would never stop, not so long as Saracyn lived. He loved Avacyn; she was his soul mate, his queen, his everything. They were fireflies and they would always glow together. The soft sounds of pleasure he was able to pull from her amidst their heated kissing swelled the smoldering heat within his belly, and he pulled his fae tighter to his body in response. Feeling those big tiger paws gripping at his scruff sent pleasant chills racing down his spine and made his tail wag in eager anticipation for what was to come.

The sultry look Ava fixed him with when their lips finally parted was all the permission Sara needed to continue on, though her husky words of wanting nothing more than him right now were a good way to seal the deal. With Ava's hind legs hooking around his hips to ensure he couldn't pull away from her, Sara gave his lover a lustful grin and then pressed his hips down to hers, feeling her most intimate flesh meet his. A hiss of breath escaped him as he paused, savoring that first contact. Then he pressed his hips forward and joined their bodies together as her lips claimed his in another deep kiss, stifling a guttural groan from the brute as he took his fae and made passionate love to her beside the fire, never looking away from her beautiful face the entire time while his marking lit up in intensity to match hers. She was his, and he was hers, and they would spend the rest of the night glowing together until the morning came.

- fade -

"Avacyn & Saracyn"