Mud Run

His rumble delights her.

He raises his brow at her, a subtle question. She shifts her pose to lean toward him with a cheeky smile in response, her eyes lidded and longing.
It didn't seem he had a mind to hesitate for a grab at what was offered him.

She giggles against his mouth as he presses in with her returned fervor. A game of push and pull soon starts between them. She pushes into him, her lips lapping at his, her tongue whispering over his bottom lip. She presses her teeth gently into the flesh of his mouth, tugging him back to her. She knew how to play. She never thought of herself as a toy and didn't think Deluge would mind either. Morwenna wasn't one to be tied down to one partner. She was as free a spirit as any.

Wordlessly she pressed her chest against him, lifted herself up to allow a better angle at his maw towering over her. As the yearning rose within her a subtle hushed groan rumbled through her chest as she tasted him. A craving ran over her skin as one paw found a place to brace herself against his chest.

Should they find a place where they wouldn't be interrupted? Or let any passer-by watch them consume each other under the sky?