i'll hold you tight in my arms
02-23-2014, 11:47 AM
The woman loved every bit of that moment. Every bit of them being together, attached. They were one, which was amazing. They were official mates, complete mates. Soon, this would be a normal thing for them, but ever so exciting each time. Eventually, they would complete the final step, she would have pups. The girl wished she could have a lovely amount of pups, little black and white boys and girls. Six was a lover of children despite her usual stoic and harsh attitude. He gripped her scruff, she loved how rough he was getting. Each of his legs took their position as he whispered into her ebony ear. The girl shivered with excitement as her body filled with heat. She shut her eyes as he continued on, fulfilling the promise he had made, taking her to neverland. Six was completely intoxicated with his every movement, his warm scent, and his loving touch. They were perfect, in every way.
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As they finished the woman laid there in complete delight. Her chest rose up and down as her eyes were attached to his. They laid facing eachother, their tails mingling. Their paws tangled. A little smile was spread across her luxurious lips and her eyes bright as ever. "Oh darling, you are a keeper." The woman laughed softly and leaned in to lick his nose. "Mine." She could spend the rest of her life with him. To spend each night, each bad day, each rainy and sunny day with him. To bicker and to argue. To pleasure and love. Oh, it was lovely, it really was. She sure hoped he felt the same.
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As they finished the woman laid there in complete delight. Her chest rose up and down as her eyes were attached to his. They laid facing eachother, their tails mingling. Their paws tangled. A little smile was spread across her luxurious lips and her eyes bright as ever. "Oh darling, you are a keeper." The woman laughed softly and leaned in to lick his nose. "Mine." She could spend the rest of her life with him. To spend each night, each bad day, each rainy and sunny day with him. To bicker and to argue. To pleasure and love. Oh, it was lovely, it really was. She sure hoped he felt the same.