Phew, so, we done?
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As he went through with her, ears flickered curiously to the nature of her sounds. Her laughter irritated him slightly, and he thrust harder into her, but she seemed to be getting it her own way. He groaned as she let her talons dance across his back, drawing shallow red lines. Their gaze stayed upon each other under the whole session. He followed behind her waves of ecstasy, and finished it plainly with a few last pushes into her before he took the leap from the peak and sunk down into a wonderful state of half consciousness seemingly without gravity. She remained still as he lied on top of her, catching up on both heart rhythm and breath. He had always believed females needed more stimulating than the simple act he believed he had forced on her, but truth be told, did he care? Should he care?
The blue eyed bachelor withdrew from her and moved a bit away into a seated position. He wished he had been a smoker so that he could have fished up a cigarette and enjoyed it together with the aftermath that slowly danced through his body. This was a hobby he was to pick up, that he decided right there and then. He pulled himself up at both feet and groomed some dust carelessly off his fur. He threw a last glance at the light female beneath him. I’m looking forward to see more of your work, Miss. He did not even know her name, it was great. He hoped on her behalf that nothing would grow within her, because that was solitarily her problem. However, he could come back for the plain fun as long as they played by his simple and mechanic rules.
No goodbye, no hug. The male walked away, aiming to find a human shop that could offer him cigarettes.