the hag of the swamp

She would smile slyly up at him, eyes glittering at she watched him look down at her and consider her words. Would he take her up on her offer? The blue man would hop down from the rock, bringing himself more to her level and yet still towering above her. She was motionless, red eyes following him in her sockets as she felt a brush of fur followed by warmth. Well that didn't take much convincing. He would lift himself onto her, forelimbs grasping her waist as jaws would grip her scruff. Neck would arch, tail flicking against his stomach and underside before she would lean back into him. She felt his hesitation, felt him waiting for permission and she would give it.

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