Well well. It seemed this woman was quick to the punch. Perhaps she was in her own right, a seductive whore. But who was he to label? He was a whore too, though his goal was to plant his seed in the finest of specimens, and she certainly was of fine quality. He inhaled her scent briskly as she came into contact with him, the woman practically begging him to take her. She had no shame, that was obvious. Though there was no shame in wanting to have a little sporty fun. Already his loins were growing hot and his inner beast screaming for release. He wanted this, wanted her.
Ears flicked as she talked, the male pulling back slightly as he listened. Was she offering her and her brother to him? An alliance? As followers? Well, it seemed his work was made even easier. "Well, if you're offering your allegiance to me, then you have won a place among my future ranks. Your brother as well." He rumbled to her.
She closed the distance between them, Sin's head cocked downwards to rub his chin over her back, inhaling the heated scent of her body. There was no other place more perfect to do this then here. He wondered what Arietta would think, but then again, she already knew his desires. What he was like. Besides, she was his toy. Whether she liked it or not, the things he did, she belonged to him and that was that. Though she'd always hold a place in his being for her, there were other things he desired too. "Do you know what you're getting yourself into?" He drawled, the beast brushing his own body against her right side as he moved towards her hindquarters.
"You're just begging to get fucked, aren't you?" He purred, the creature now standing behind her as he drew in her scent. At this point, he was well and ready. He rose onto his hind legs, forelegs grasping each side of her bodice as he prepared to do the do. Leaning forward towards her head, he whispered to her, "You'll not regret this, I'll fulfill your desires. And fuck your brains out until you can't handle anymore." Oh yes, that last part was definitely true. Grasping her scruff roughly with his teeth, his body would begin the ritualistic and primal motions that he knew all too well...
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