OOC:: I loved that post! Haha. Also, this was so fun to write. Ciara's inner turmoil that'll lead to interesting RP's in the future. >.> WC: 400
In all of her innocence, Ciara couldn’t know what kind of effect she was having on him. Her exploration was genuinely curious, as she’d never had her hands on a male before. Her earth-coloured eyes were soft as they watched her hands move, until her arms moved around his torso once more. Her muzzle had turned into a smile, and she once again felt completely relaxed even though she was in Optime form. With every passing moment, the girl was getting used to having Ceri this close.
She could sense the way his particular scent was integrating with hers, lingering in her calico patterned fur. The primal instinct that had called to her when he first moved on top of her spoke again, delighted that she would soon smell like him. Inwardly, Ciara scoffed at this primal wolf’s delight. It was a submissive wolf, enjoying things like Ceri being taller than her, even subtle possessive acts like his fingers in her hair. It especially enjoyed the knowledge that other males would detect Cerberus’ scent as well. Even though this was truly a part of Ciara, she felt like it was too soft. If Cerberus and Ciara entered a relationship, and especially became mates, the shy and innocent yearling secretly promised herself that she would try to assert herself and wear the proverbial pants. What she didn’t know was just how easily she’d allow her mate to win that inevitable fight for dominance. They were wolves, after all, and it all came down to instinct.
Her own tail began a steady wag as the boycoy accepted her compliment, and she locked eyes with him for a split second. When the girl saw the fire in those mismatched orbs, she quickly looked away again, shy all at once. How was it that Cerberus was able to do this to her? She could go from hidden defiance and a plotted dominance over the male, to a shy girl averting her eyes under the heat of a man’s gaze seconds later. It didn’t bode well for her little plot, but she’d never let Ceri know that. She had to do something with herself before her knees gave out. They’d been growing weak ever since he twisted his fingers in her hair, finding a weakness that Ciara didn’t even know she had.
“S-…so..” she stammered, squirming a little under the man’s powerful gaze. “What now?”
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