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Her subtle whimpers and urgings tickled his ears, to a point of it was almost unbearable to listen to her cries for release. But he didn’t waver even as he felt the beginnings of his swelling knot, it ached and begged for a faster rhythm and position that would afford a more deeper connection with his mate. Her arched rear end felt unfamiliar under him as her rising body under him moved his forelimbs further back. The grey male didn’t notice anything different, just that his ability to further provide a better angle was getting better with each slow aching moment.
Without knowing it they were changing, his blues flashed open to see her main spilled out before him as her paws grasped the furs under her like hands. Stuck somewhere between forms or rather he thought so since the transformation seemed to come in waves, connected to their pleasures and each slow pull and push that his body gave her. Each soft cry in song brought his head arching up higher, his forelimbs had slid back to settle around each of her lovely thighs, his paw like hands grasping her and using the newly found leverage to his advantage.
Long legs slowly started to develop even as he held her as she was, but he couldn’t shift his position now to his knees as his weight baring paws slowly extended outwards. His arms continued to hold her, hooking underneath her abs, pulling her upwards as his form coped with its new found form. The transformation had taken almost ten minutes, savoring each delectable second, and each tantalizing thrust and extraction providing a long and prolonged height of ecstasy. He still sung for her even if they had transformed from their more earthly forms, still feeling no need to voice his love for her in words.
With her before him bent over as she was and supported by his strong arms, he continued as if nothing had happened. Now thought his pace quickened slightly and his penetration deepened given her now much more advantageous position. But it wasn’t what he wanted, it reminded him of their playful but quick expressions of love and this time he really wanted to take advantage of her passive role tonight. Those arms pulled her up into a standing position, his member slipping out for only a moment as he caressed and spun her around to face him, his body moved forward and pushed her closer and closer against their den wall. His nose dipped downward and his tongue rolled forward to slowly kiss her lips, arms quickly found their way around her waist as that appendage which had so recently been enveloped by her warm, moist folds sought it’s resting place once again.
Image courtesy of Frau Böb@Flickr; table by the Mentors!
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