WORLD ON FIRE
01-10-2014, 12:51 PM
She would begin to purr as well as he felt her precious tongue caress his strong jaw line. He was so used to being alone, to being the only one of his kind. But she was here, she was missing the luxury of stark black rosettes but she was beautiful and untainted. She would move from jaws to his chest, her simple grooming a welcome sign of affection. He would return her favor, his own tongue weaving it was down the back of her neck and to her powerful shoulders. Thoughts of Impra and her pack would not stray into his mind as he sat there in the perfectness of their moment, only thoughts of Zafira and her wonderful presence were on his mind. He had been alone for far to long, and he was sure that she had been too. ?Vhat sveet fur you have, my princess." he would coo as he pushed himself into her warmth. His golden fur and her tawny mixing perfectly together. ?I speak? |