[M] The Birds are Still Singing

Heath morte dre Soul · 08-01-2010, 11:08 AM

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lol. aw Ruri XD

He thought that he held her steady, though his relaxed arms were easy mislead as she moved and turned to face him. He was pleasantly surprised as she did so. Everything about this was unlike his mate, but it was the most pleasant of changes he had ever known. She was stepping out of her comfort zone for him, and Heath was both appreciative and equally aroused by it.

Her paws touched his chest, and his own found their way to her back, still holding her with only a loose grip, submitting to what ever might come next, and what ever she wished it to be. They kissed, and he stopped himself from moving towards the bed as the connect made his spine tinge and his lust heighten to almost uncontrollable levels. He felt her press against him, moving forward and not stopping until he walked backwards.

Once again Heath allowed it to happen, taking her direction. He smiled as they kissed, and her lips broke away only to touch down on his shoulder and neck. The male gasped slightly, hugging her tighter and wishing for more. Heath could not move away any further, the bed bumping against his legs and with her persuasion his half sat half fell onto the blankets.

Eyes looked up at her as she stood before him, the curved figure of her petite body making it near impossible not to pull her down against the bed and ravish her as he wanted. Hand drew themselves down to her hips as he leaned forward, legs parting to hit her body between them. His tongue touched the warmth of her stomach, moving slowly upwards to her breast. Still Heath waited, though the want and need for her was hard and apparent. He wanted more for her to show him exactly how she wanted it.

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