The blood you bleed Is just the blood you owe
Dem
You're not feeling so well...
Flare
Effendi- Muqatil
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Bloodletter
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
789
789
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
11-07-2024, 05:34 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-07-2024, 10:17 PM by Flare. Edited 1 time in total.)
He felt her grasping claws in his coat, pulling hard enough to brush his skin. Every stroke of claw to flesh only enticed him further. The hot need swelled inside of him, urging him on as his warm breath mingled with her coat, and his own paws brushed through her body. Feeling every inch of her, pulling her to him, pushing her away. Sweeping through her coat, digging into her muscles. He needed more of her. She was the one high on intoxicating drugs, but at that moment she was his drug.
Her teeth sunk into his shoulder and he shuddered with the pleasurable pulse of it, groaning her name, his claws digging into her back. She was so supple and open with desire, he drove into her as deep as he was able. Sometimes rhythmic, sometimes rushed, and sometimes slow. In those moments, barely moving inside of her, she writhed against him. Begging, desperate for more. His teeth brushed the soft skin beneath her muzzle, grazing her there as he fell into her pleadings, pushing harder and deeper into her once more. “-The tea-” His gasping breath said. “-Had your. Herbs. Something for sleep. healing-” A heedy moan slipped out at the pleasure of sliding into her body. He couldn’t hold on much longer, he was losing himself. Lost in that desperate need to empty everything he had inside of her. Her writhing, wiggling body was making any endurance impossible. “-This. Is you.-” his teeth fell into her shoulder, grazing more than digging as his muzzle slid up her body. “-All. you.-” He knew one of his companions would have disposed of the evidence while they were lost in the heat of their bodies. There would be nothing. No proof that this was anything but her own twisted desires.
He dug into her with a deep groan and finished, pushing against her, his chest against her, his forelegs sliding down her forelegs as his eyes showed whites. Gasping and panting as he emptied himself. He kissed her chin, her chest, her stomach. Her nipples, her thigh. The heat of her hadn’t abatted, her need hadn’t shrunk. How long would her desperation last? He kissed her flower, still panting and worn, his paws against her thighs as he revisited the gift he had given her once before.
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