Devil's Dance

Master. Oh how that word sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine. He purred in agreement as he slid towards her rear. The woman turning her back to him, granting him dominance over her sleek form. As he brushed her tail clear away, he rose to mount her. Forelegs grasped her hips, pulling her towards him as he scooted forward slightly. As he reached to grab her scruff within his teeth, ears perked forward as she spoke again. It was about his request for her, actually, more like the job he had given her to do. "Don't worry about it dear, you've some time. I know you will succeed." He purred again, her finishing words giving him the extra push of vigor.

"As you wish." He whispered to her, and he'd grab her scruff rather rough. His forepaws slid downwards towards her abdomen, wrapping around her hips as he steadied himself. The heat within his body grew, the urge to penetrate and throw both of them into a sea of bliss was near overpowering. His breath drew ragged as he inched his way into her, a gasp coming from his lips as he penetrated the woman. Within moments, he was easing into a steady rhythm. Grunting through the folds of flesh and fur that he held within his teeth. He could feel blood trickle into his mouth, perhaps biting down too hard, but he didn't care. All he cared about was this moment, the moment where she would be seeded, and another generation would begin.

-Fade to black-