A new Queen is rising

His need for her was great, and it seemed to mirror her own feelings. Lust was twining into the air, claiming and drowning out every other scent. There was only her, only her tempting body that taunted him so. He wanted her, and he would have her. She tickled his belly with her tail, sending an aching feeling through his body. Now, all he wanted was to have her now. Apollo would claim her and make her his own, his sweet Chryseis. The woman told him not to be a tease, and a guttural growl echoing in the rocky area. He would have her. Her rump rose closer, taunting him with the warmth that ebbed off of her bodice. Her familiar scent choked out everything, his ruby eyes widening. Her need for him was well matched, and he gripped those lustful hips tighter within his forelegs. Slowly, slowly he pressed himself closer to her, licking and nipping at her scruff as he eased his way in. A hiss left his maw, their bodies finally joining.

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Apollo had his body intermingled with her dark cloak, the scent of there sweet love making wafting off of their still warm form. His long tongue snaked out of his body as he groomed his sweet temptress, a low rumbling sound echoing in his chest. It was almost like a purr of sorts, his soft touches covering her whole ebony and gold body. She was perfection, and he had claimed her wholly. "How does my sweet mistress rest, resting here against my chest?" He asked simply, only taking a moment to speak before he went back to grooming her coat until it shone in the moonlight.