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When he fell to her paws, she hurriedly danced away taking that brief moment before he righted himself and went after her. Despite her weight, she was graceful in her bounds, hopping around the room to keep her muzzle just out of reach before charging for her playmate again. But when she stopped before him this time, she growled softly to ease his surely irritated nerves and bravely inched closer to bring her nose to his.
A kiss of sorts coupled with the endearing caress of her tongue rolled the length of his maw and beneath his jaw, and as she reached for more to cover his face in her scent, she drew closer to him til gold met the white of his chest. She sat down against him and whined contently as she polished his handsome face. She would lift a paw now and again to bat his idle shoulder for his attention, perhaps more impatient to receive his affections than the male himself to take what he wanted.
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