We Were Never Here[P]

He would lay on the bed, watching her with dull silver eyes as she laid down beside him, her rump resting by his face. He couldn't help but lean over and place rough nips on that alabaster fur, a growl slipping from his muzzle. "Didn't get enough the first time, Goldilocks?" His vocals asked her, low in tone as he covered her rump in hard bites. Her scent washed over him anew, his arousal not laying dormant for very long. His sore body was forgotten about as his tongue raked over her more sensitive lady parts, teasing them with only the quickest of touches. Metallic looked up to meet her own, his nose pushing on her delicate folds. He would draw her back up slowly, not wanting to break his little treasure too soon. Their coupling had been very rough, but he was unable to stop himself from tantalizing her again. Placing one more soft kiss on her most private area he pulled back, smirking at her. He knew that she wanted more, but he had to tread carefully. His own limbs were still shaky with exhaustion.

Charaz pulled himself so that he was laying over the masked lady, his forelimbs resting on the earth to keep some of his weight off of her. Growling again he licked at her wounds, her smell on his breath. Rumbling, his throat vibrated on the back of her neck as he stretched himself on top of her, teasing her with how close he was. He wanted to hear her beg, he wanted her to plead him to take her again. His tail twisted so that it curled tightly around her rump, the tip of it twirling into her white fur. His elbows dug into her sides as he gave her a light squeeze, wanting those delicate moans to fill the crypt again.