What she wanted instinct told him. He could see it in her eyes and feel it in her kiss but that was all he had to go on. This dance of mateship, this foreplay on four paws was entirely new to him. All other times Jaden had found himself a chance for intimacy he’d been on two legs and used the seduction words and more civilized actions could portray. Only with his beloved did love fall into the domain of instinct. Even the times he’d gotten close to his Issor before this night had been brought on by instinct. It was a path his logical mind wasn’t used to exploring and left him confused about what his next step should be until it just… happened.
This was another instance of it. Feeling her stir under him, he was momentarily worried what next she might go after or if her intentions were to bound away and tease his tormented form further. But neither were the case. Her kisses of affection became heavier, led by a nip before being pressed deep into his thick tundra coat. She was marking him as hers and he understood now that it was necessary. He wanted to be hers. Foresight was difficult to come by in his state of excitement but he could look forward to the smell of her on him and knew then that she needed the same gift. Others would know that she was his too.
When the female finished her tour around him and sat the Issum didn’t feel that she was intentionally keeping herself from him this time. This time he knew what she waited for and proceeded forward without delay. Purpose filled the steps of his heavy body as he rounded on her desired hindquarters and began to mark her in a similar way. He started low near her tail and legs and slowly worked his way up her firm back. Now and then his nose was required to pause and move a portion of her thick mane out of his way to do so. His chest pressed into her back as he ascended. The gentle push was to ensure his prize to be attainable once his task was complete. He felt her shift under him and large white lined ears moved forward in excitement. His hips pressed against her to draw attention to his primed and ready tool of love. The prize was within striking distance now and his strong heart began hammering with anticipation for what was to come next.
Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.
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