crawling i position myself below your broken wing.
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His hand continued to move and Rachias pressed her muzzle hard against his shoulder, breathing in his scent with each deep breath that passed. Her mouth parted slowly, unknowingly, and she panted for breath against him, wriggling against his hand at the sudden rush of new sensations. He stopped though, suddenly, and Rachias quivered against him, allowing her weight to fall mostly against him. The girl thought, for a very short moment, that that was that, but soon enough he had hold of her leg, guiding it. She allowed him to do so with no reluctance, wrapping it around him and settling it firmly against his back, making sure that it would not slip from it's place. It was only a moment before she felt him against her, a feeling that brought on a sudden rush of fear. Rachias wanted to tell him to stop, to slip away from him and run.


He was inside of her in an instant, a feeling that caused a drawn out whine to leave her suddenly. The sound faded off quickly though, replaced with panting breaths. Any thought or wish of leaving had vanished quickly, replaced with the urge get as much from her brother as she could. Her hands had long since stopped moving, digging at the flesh of his shoulder, gripping him like there was no tomorrow. Jaws parted to grasp at the front of his shoulder, to bite down on the flesh there, to taste it and feel it in her jaws. Her back slid against the door as they moved, suddenly shifting her weight back, using it as leverage as she pressed herself down against him.
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