04-10-2012, 07:48 PM
Kit felt a twang of guilt at the sound of soft whines, but the growing lust for more convinced him that they were whines of pleasure, regardless of what the truth may have been. Each moment brought the male's tongue closer to Fleta's opening, the one that his body had a growing urge to fill, and make his for a second time. The feel of Fleta's hands on his back, of stroking his head only encouraged Kit to move a little quicker. After nuzzling softly against Fleta's inner thigh as a sign of affection, proceeded to all but press his muzzle against the source of his desire, and begin to lick softly.
The urge to say something, to put into words the desire he felt, it was strong, and yet Kit was at a loss for how to describe how he felt. It wasn't just the physical want that he had felt for others females, if it had just been that, it wouldn't have felt like such a need. Grasping at the first thing to surface from his lust fogged brain, Kit simply spoke between sensual licks "I need you Fleta.". Not a want, but a need to end the night with Flera wrapped in his arms, tired from passionate lovemaking.
After a few moments of licking, Kit would be come impatient, and start trying to move further forward, his goal to have moved so that his hands propped him above a laying down Fleta, with his length likely resting close to his ultimate goal. As tempting as it was to just go ahead with things though, Kit would stop short, and try to catch Fleta's gaze. He wanted a sign that he wasn't pressuring her, that she wanted it as well. Another odd desire for a male that normally only thought about his own wants, and needs.
The urge to say something, to put into words the desire he felt, it was strong, and yet Kit was at a loss for how to describe how he felt. It wasn't just the physical want that he had felt for others females, if it had just been that, it wouldn't have felt like such a need. Grasping at the first thing to surface from his lust fogged brain, Kit simply spoke between sensual licks "I need you Fleta.". Not a want, but a need to end the night with Flera wrapped in his arms, tired from passionate lovemaking.
After a few moments of licking, Kit would be come impatient, and start trying to move further forward, his goal to have moved so that his hands propped him above a laying down Fleta, with his length likely resting close to his ultimate goal. As tempting as it was to just go ahead with things though, Kit would stop short, and try to catch Fleta's gaze. He wanted a sign that he wasn't pressuring her, that she wanted it as well. Another odd desire for a male that normally only thought about his own wants, and needs.