Daisuke was no stranger to desire. Half of the time, it had controlled his actions. The desire to do this, to do that. The man was run by desire, his nose, and an interesting smell. To call him a dog wouldn't be wrong. He was made into a dog from the first time he'd ever had sex, when Svara Thames had forced herself onto the male who had known nothing of sex at the point in time, and she showed him sex, though not without taking a few claws across his muzzle when he began to enjoy it too much. The woman had raped him in a way, but also taught him what it was like. Without her, he'd never know what to do with the desire that would find itself deep within the body of the man. He had the desire the one night with Brooklyn, and then again with Strelein. The same desire came around when Snake did (but he was always too scared to even do anything about that one; in fear of being rejected) and now, here it was again, present in his lower belly, groin area.
... That feels good. after a long silence, the woman had told him these words. He smiled lightly as he looked down at the bare back of the woman that he was working his fingers on. He moved his hands to the base of her tail, and he again, ran his fingers up her spine in a circular fashion to get whatever knots he missed before out and gone. he took a deep breath in as he could feel himself getting a little bit claustrophobic with him being in his pants. He tried to shake the feeling away once again. He wanted it, but he didn't want it. He wanted to take his pants off and have her now and then, and maybe later again, but he knew about how she had been running away from Caillen's dad, and he knew that the only reason she would be running was because he had probably actually raped her. Not like how Daisuke's rape went with him enjoying every last moment of it, but her being in pain, and not wanting it. He was almost afraid that he would be treading water that he wanted nothing to do with treading, but then again, this experience could be the one that was good for her, and then she would be more open to people, be more social and not scared of the world. Daisuke didn't know. He was just trying to find reasons to not do what he wanted to do.
Good, that's what I want you to feel the male spoke to the woman, his body against, leaning down for him to press his head into her neck. He kissed her neck again, and then started to move down. He moved to her shoulders, then to her spine, and he planted kisses all the way down, moving himself back as he moved down. He would stop at the base of her tail, right above her beautiful butt. He let his fingers move onto her hips, and he massaged them between his fingers, at some point he had moved on them to where her hips danced on the bed from side to side as he worked them. Once he felt like those were good to go, he kissed both hips before he had plopped down onto the bed next to her. He took a loose curl in his hand and moved it away from her face so he could see her beautiful eyes. How was that?
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