It's bloody work, but someone's gotta do it

The reactions Scylla gave him to his roaming paws and his manhandling of her reinforced his confidence and let him know he was moving in the right direction. Her quip about how embarrassed he would have been if this hadn't been what she had meant did make him falter and wonder if maybe he was reading into her intentions incorrectly, but he quickly recovered with a chuckle as he realized she was messing with him. "Yeah, I don't know if I'd ever recover from that one," he replied with amusement, his paws massaging at her hips. If there had been any doubt that he had crossed some kind of boundary it was quickly dashed by Scylla scooting up his body to press her muzzle to his own, making his eyes widen a bit with surprise before they slowly closed as he melted into the kiss with a low moan of his own.

Even though sex and pleasure weren't exactly new to him, he was probably more of a novice than Scylla probably expected him to be. As their lips parted and her tongue swiped across his bottom lip with whispers of doing whatever he did best and the opportunity to do whatever he wanted to his Sovereign, Arcturus very much felt that he was in a situation of faking it until he made it. She seemed so confident in herself and so sure of what she wanted that he almost envied her. Still, the shivers that ran down his spine when she whispered in his ear and the gnawing desire in his gut just from having her lithe body pressed to his was more than enough to convince him that he wanted this. He wished he was more experienced for her, but just as with any skill the only way he was going to become more experienced was by doing.

Without another word he dipped his head to connect his muzzle to hers again, his tongue finding hers once more as he kissed her with all of the passion and desire she had ignited in his belly. He might not be well versed in various tips or tricks or positions that some others might be, but he knew instinct and he knew this burning need and he let that guide him as he held her tight and he let himself get swept away by it. His large paws hooked under the backs of her thighs, lifting her into position as he kept his place leaned against the wall with her in his lap. He gradually joined their bodies together with a growling moan that made his lips break free from hers, more lowering her onto him than the other way around. His movements were shallow and grinding, savoring her as he curled his head down to let a trail of kisses run down the side of her neck that ran his long fangs through her fur. "Gods, Scylla..." he managed to groan between panting breaths, his paws gripping her hips and holding her steady as he both let himself chase away any conscious thought with pure pleasure and do his best to make Scylla feel as good as he did.

"Arcturus Indarra"