03-30-2012, 05:08 PM
Inocencio found himself amused by the continued signs that the Fleta was shy, and yet accepting of what he had planned for her. It didn't occur to the male that she might be so naive as to not recognize his movements for what they were, and when a delightful whimper mixed with affection from Fleta, Inocencio assumed that meant she could handle him. Tasting the other hybrid spurred his initially slow progress to hasten, and eventually his muzzle was trying to nose around beneath the female's tail. The smell of Fleta only grew stronger with his increasingly intimate explorations, until it was all that the male coywolf could recognize.
"We'll try, just tell me if you think I'm too heavy with only your one leg." Inocencio nearly purred, his tail instinctively raising slightly in a dominant manner, while his his body would start to align itself with Fleta's, and his tongue tried to dart out toward the treasure that was so close. It was an even more blatant display of what the game was about, and just the attempt would bring a rush of excitement to Inocencio's mind.
"We'll try, just tell me if you think I'm too heavy with only your one leg." Inocencio nearly purred, his tail instinctively raising slightly in a dominant manner, while his his body would start to align itself with Fleta's, and his tongue tried to dart out toward the treasure that was so close. It was an even more blatant display of what the game was about, and just the attempt would bring a rush of excitement to Inocencio's mind.