House Warming
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He simply observed her, watching her facial expressions, and those golden hues as they returned his gaze. The behemoth was left to wonder what thoughts where crossing her mind as his own mind wandered a bit. Her form was pressed so delightfully against his, such closeness did have an effect on him, causing familiar stirrings in familiar places. His grip on her backside lightened a bit, letting his claws brush through her fur and to the tender skin beneath.


Soon her small hand began stroking across his maw, and her delicate voice filled his ears once again. He had a place, but really couldn’t call it a place, just some small cave, big enough for him to fit into. But the prospect of staying with her tonight was too much to pass up. Still for sanity’s sake he’d have to find permanent housing for him and maybe eventually her.

Finally his light voice escaped his lips in answer “I do but one could hardly call it a place to stay, more like a place to stay out of the rain.” He knew the game, his hands brushing against her back, one sneaking lower to brush against and then tickle the base of her tail. The other flanked her side, brushing lightly upward just under one of those fur hidden adornments on her chest.


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