[M] Tares above my kingdom come
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Beneath his dark coloured palms the coyote felt warm, real. Someone who was there, someone he could feel, touch and bury himself into without second thought. It was wrong, he knew that. Wrong because he'd just lost his mate and here he was already with another, although he had thrown aside his love for the white traitor the instant the male had chosen to leave him... the timing just made this seem ... disagreeable. If others knew that he was already with another they would frown upon him, call him easy and look down on him from their morally high horses. Yet, his body had other plans and he could not deny that he was attracted to Tedros, even after having only just met him.


Feeling the rise of the red coyote’s hips, he leaned into the other male, his own hips thrusting to match the other, hands roaming across the coyote's chest while his nail's dug in the slightest fraction every now and then. It was just the simple pleasure of touching another, no questions, no rank, no position, nothing aside from thoughtless sex and at that moment that suited him just fine. When the red coyote growled in response, he leaned forward, pressing himself against the other's member, the resulting sensation a form off bliss, overwhelming and intoxicating. A grey coloured hand wandered to the others shoulder, his grip loose and relaxed until he felt the coyote's hand working it's way towards his hardened manhood, the others touch seemingly gentle at first, then more direct. An unsuppressed moan escaped him, pleasure consuming his mind and controlling his actions and he leaned into the others touch asking for more.


Before he resorted to pleading for more, Tedros spoke, the red males words brining a grin to the Rakeeb's lips. Leaning forward he rubbed his cheek along the side of the coyotes neck, taking in his scent and nipped the male lightly on the shoulder as he pulled back, muzzle lingering by the coyote's ears. Good was all he managed to say, his voice hoarse and full of want. Titling his head he looked into the others red eye, silently pleading for everything the other had to offer and more.

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