really short >.<
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For a novice, she was perfect. Angel had to keep his jaws clasped tightly to stop himself making a sound. Raspy growls erupted in his throat all the same. He pulled her closer again, digging his snout into her thick mane and nipping her neck gently. He was not so used to being on his back, but there was always time to get used to it. As her fingers got to work, he tipped his head back and growl ferally, his hips bucking. 'Emma...' he stuttered with a grin on his black lips. She gently licked at his muzzle and he licked back, his fiercer and almost possessive. Coal hands slide down her body, pulling her closer with a fevered passion.
His fingers petted her rib cage from the side, keeping her close to him. Perhaps she thought she was his, but she had no religion to bind her to a set of morals. Morals she could change. Angel did, and it was her, Emmanuelle, that had forced him to open his mind momentarily to her whims.
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