Where The Edges Blur

Her scream tickled that pale emotion along his groin, his body vibrating in silent excitement as he moves closer attempting to run his fur along hers. His paws carried him once again toward her, his ears flattened against his head, eyes narrowed down to thin slits as he stared at her, almost demanding submission as his mass asserted itself within the enclosure of the end.

Soon her tears where also starting, dripping down her face. The urges that drove the male forward now where primitive, his ears still plastered against his head he tries to bring his nose somewhere near her cheek, his tongue would then flash out, trying to slowly drag it across her face and upward to her eye to sweep up the tears. How he did love when they cried, it was even better when they plead for their lives, but all and all, tears where erotic to him.

"Th-e-re...th-e-re, th-at was all you had to say," he coos under his throat, his muscles under his fur twitching as he slowly sweeps his tongue back inside of his mouth. "We be-lie-ve we want to break you, and as-cend you to the hea-vens, you shall be mort-ally destroyed when we are finished, and your shell shall become a vassal for her."


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