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It was like an explosion, tearing right through her and him. A duo of needs clashing together with the force of thunderclouds, jolting lightning all through her body. He responded just as she'd hoped, just as she'd known he would. But this was all knew, all uncharted territory, and her naivety was offered to him and him alone. No other she knew would be offered what the collie-woman was offering him now. He rose to meet her in passion, her teeth nipping against his piercings, her attention drugged with him. This is what her body wanted. This is what she needed.
She didn't notice him removing his pants until he was likewise naked. Nakedness had never bothered her much - She'd gone without clothing for long periods of her life before, and the feel of his thick golden fur sliding against her own cream and ivory was as simple as it was natural. His mouth, having claimed her own entirely, now made a heated trail down her bared throat, urgent and dominant. The breath jarred in her through when at last he found one breath, her body bowing up to meet the seeking tongue, a soft utterance of delight pouring from her open maw. Lying on her back, the womans arms came up over her head in abandon as she surrendered to the primal urges her body had been denied so long. Daisuke hovered over her, his vibrant blue eyes a feverpitch as her own glazed emerald lifted to meet them.
He spoke quickly, harshly, and stole her mouth again in another blistering kiss. Her body arch up to meet his, arms lifting to tangle in the mess of his rainbow locks, soft feminine curves crushing up against hard masculine muscle. This was not Daisuke, the meek and submission youth that had saved her life, this was Daisuke, the grown man, perhaps her best friend in this land. Back before Caillen's father, she had been known as beautiful; Others had used the word like a label, used it to brand her. But after, with her deep shoulder-scar, the beauty that she'd always believed was her greatest quality had been gone, and any worthiness she'd felt for a healthy love-life with it. But here he was, fueling it up, saving her from herself once again.
She pulled back, her hands running along his chest, her gaze drawing down lower... Woah. Emerald eyes widened slightly, before she felt a giggle rising up. " That's not... That's not going to fit." The laugh bubbled forth now. She'd seen canine men naked, but this was the first wolf member she'd ever actually looked at. A mixture of being drunk and nervously turned on made her laugh. " That's too big to fit in me!" Not that she knew anything about it, really.
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