Which are you?

Nagendra’s breaths were short and shallow – inaudible as he watched in suspense. The other moved closer and stepped over him, legs trapping him loosely beneath. The green-eyed young man looked upwards curiously, still silent and motionless. Then the larger wolf would take his muzzle down, trailing his snout along Nagendra’s underside. The sensation set neurons pulsing – exciting energy blossoming out from the area of contact and dancing down his stomach in wild pirouettes. Nagendra’s lips parted slightly, looking as if a moan might be just on the verge of falling free. And then the other began to sink down. Fur mingled with fur, heat with heat. The pressure of the other’s lower half again his groin finally made him groan, tempting him all the more to beg. All of the desire that had been gradually building up was set ablaze, tingling in his blood and itching in his spine.

The pivoting and teeth against flesh continued, every second another test. Nagendra preferred to be the one doing the teasing – being the one begged. It wasn’t to say he was distressed by this… but there was a childish sort of feeling of being trumped, and he was very determined to keep from making any sort of pleas. There were, however, signs of his struggle in the form of the husky breath that fell from his lips as the other pulled away. He looked on challengingly though, the grin splitting across his face once more as the stranger stepped back. What now? He watched the bluish creature curiously, still not completely sure of what would happen next until he positioned himself and spoke. Nagendra said nothing, but remained faintly grinning with approval. He had never done it quite like this before.

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