[M] - Mood swing
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I'm tired so sorry for the crapish post. WC: 600 {5 points}

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Layla could see in Saluce's eyes as to what he was after. The new couple had to show their love and seal the bond of mateship. If not then the mistress might as well have moved back into her old home and kept living alone. This was the start of her new life, a new life filled with happiness and love. She could feel his touch moving along her jeans. She was now certain as to what he wanted. The mistress knew that this was coming and she knew it would be in the future as well if Saluce and her decided to have any pups of their own. His eyes gazed to her like never before. She could see the lust in them as he leaned in to kiss her. She couldn't help but follow his lead. She met his lips and continued on with the moment as she was getting into the heat. Her ears moved as she heard her jeans unlocked. The moment was perfect and she was with the one wolf she would want to spend the rest of her life with. Could this night possibly get better?

Oh yes it could. He broke away from their kiss and began to inch off her jeans. Ah to hell with it. She fully slipped the jeans off her legs and moved her orbs back to her love. His playful growl emitting from his lips as the kisses continued. It was like she was in heaven. A devilish smirk emerged onto her face as she moved her muzzle against his while it was still low near her face. This was it, Layla was no longer the woman she once was. Even though she was a bit older than the behemoth, she felt like her inner self was young than his. Most of the time she was just the age of a little pup, but now she would feel like a real woman, just as he did a man. Her tail slowly moved in her excitement although she had to admit she was a bit nervous. Then again who wouldn't be on their first time at sex. As she tried to relax, her heart began to race. There was no turning back now. If she backed down now then their relationship would mean nothing and she would be betraying it. She was not about to risk their happiness and their future over a nervous feeling.

Then it happened, he declared his love for her. What kind of mate would she be if she did not share back the same declaration? No mate that's what. She slowly inched her muzzle to his ears and whispered. "I love you too my Messieurs Mystérieux." It wouldn't be the same if her included her nickname and she didn't. The more she thought of it, the French language was a romantic language. It added a nice flow to the words to make them sound breath taking. She raised her posture and moved a bit, simply trying to make herself comfortable. Her nervousness shot up as it got closer to the time. After a few short breaths she was back to her reagular self. Her hair laid out to either side of her head as she gently laid back down. It was time. She felt her jeans finally slip off her ankle as she reached up, kissing the behemoth once more. "I'm ready love. Let's seal this bond between us." Now it was up to Saluce to make the first move. Judging from the look on his face that surely wouldn't be a problem.


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