Begin With Yourself

The playful yet oh so lecherous grin painting Saracyn's face grew wider when Avacyn gave a thoughtful hum and agreed with him that it would be easier for him to watch her back from atop of it. He chuckled low under his breath—and then sucked in a sharp gasp as soon as he felt the soft brush of his twin's tail up between his hind legs and brushing around his most sensitive and intimate parts between his thighs. His whole body jolted and went tense as a bolt of electric pleasure lanced through his brain from his mate's intimate touch, instantly flaring his primal instincts to life. For as lustful as he was for her, she never failed to meet him in his desires, and this time would be no different.

Ava pressed her hips back into his then, grinding their intimate parts together and coaxing a growling moan from her dire brute. His paws flexed, gripping around her waist tighter and digging his claws gently into her soft hips as if preparing to thrust forward and claim her. Ancients, he was close to doing just that too! But Avacyn reminded him of where they were when she asked if he wanted his prize out here in the sparring rings or somewhere more private. Sara blinked his eyes and looked around them at the empty yet open sparring arena, realizing that he was basically mounted atop his soulmate right in the open where anyone could see them. A surge of heated lust rose in the brute's core as he imagined someone walking by and watching him claiming Avacyn as his own, a dominant and possessive lust rising in him.

As hot as that sounded and as fun as it would be for him to exert his dominance like that, he didn't want to embarrass Avacyn or tarnish her reputation as Matriarch. That lecherous grin returning with a playful shine in his cerulean eyes, Saracyn thrust his hips to drag his most intimate of parts against Avacyn's, teasing her, tempting her with their closeness. He wanted to feel her shudder for him and yearn for him the way he ached for her. "It would be quite fun to see if anyone notices their alphas fucking amidst the woods..." he purred into her ear, grazing the white-tipped appendage with the sides of his sharp teeth. "But I'm feeling selfish... I want you and your reactions all to myself." With great disappointment, Sara dismounted Ava and met his sister's gaze with a grin, motioning back towards their den. Sara walked alongside his mate all the way back to their den, teasing her with subtle brushes of his bushy tail against the back of her thighs every step of the way.

"Saracyn Mendacium"