She brought her chin up to him, returning the kiss. Allowing him more access. He languished his tongue over her lips and then inside her mouth. He knew she would enjoy it all better if she was thoroughly warmed up. His paw that drew down her back scooped around her leg and his paw pressed over her precious flower. His pad rubbed around it under the warm waters. Her heat scent was still infused into her fur despite the bath.
Ultyr pulled away for a moment to bring his lips to her ear, "You should be honored to be chosen to carry my holy seed." He whispered. The claw that had held her chin was tracing that cry line down her cheek then drawing down her throat as his other pad pushed over her tender spot with a slow rhythm. With every push he grew more and more hungry to satisfy that urgent scent she had been teasing him with this whole month.
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