Soothing waters, soothing company

Tahlia pressed their muzzles together and forced her tongue past his lips just as he had done to her. The she-wolf's coarse tongue withdrawing to tickle the fur of his chin, Tahlia humming her contentment and shifting beneath him. Her forelegs came up just around past his shoulder blades too urge that he lay upon her, Bane feeling her muzzle turn along the side of his neck and his breathing quickened at the words she whispered. The wolfs remaining eye would close as he brought his head back and tilted his muzzle to resume their newly explored sign of affection. The tip of his maw pressed against Tahlia as he passionately kissed her, tongue slightly intruding into the she-wolfs muzzle again. Both of the wolves hormones were at a fever pitch, the male's forelegs closing on either side of her neck and bringing her head up closer to his.

The rogue's breathing quickened as he brought the side of his muzzle next to hers as his hind-leg rose to straddle her. He kept their coupling quiet with firm presses of his muzzle against hers while he worked, hot lustful breaths washing over her face when the two wolves were done and satisfaction was all they felt. The period of time where they remained bound and just laying together from their coupling was all sensual as Bane remained atop Tahlia as they waited, constant kisses and nuzzles administered by the she-wolf's mate to pass their time bound together. Bane was finally able to roll off to lay at Tahlia's side, a rumble of content satisfaction shaking his body as he lay in the afterglow of the time they had shared. Bane turned his head and eyed the top of the slope where their responsibilities were denned up and gave a relaxed sigh.

They had both needed this. This time together to renew their bond, a real treat with such a complying and uncomplaining mate, who by her own appearances and mannerisms seemed a bit too prideful to partake in such activities that were seasonally asked for in the frequency he'd requested she lay for him. But she had wanted this, and he had been happy to oblige her intimate needs after such a time spent stuck in the den. Time to themselves. The pale rogue dug his chin just behind her right ear and pulled on a tuft of fur. His left foreleg was laid across the base of her neck and grazed his teeth over the outside edge of her right ear. "I just died in your paws Tahlia." The pale rogue would murmur, his leg rubbing her sternum when he had held her with tightening fangs. "I'm the luckiest wolf alive, I want you to know that." Bane mumbled as he tried to lay there and recover some energy.