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It had been a long time since Hotaru had simply let her reason slip away. She had long ago stopped thinking about the consequences of her actions and focused purely on the pleasure that Frodo was giving her. The event provided a release from the harsh realities of the world and she was enjoying every minute of it. To have a male dote on her, care for her, it was a wonderful feeling. Her guard relaxed and completely faded, a product of both drink and lust. Hotaru let herself drown in pleasure, as the enhanced feelings flowed through her mind and erased every other sense.
Slowly, gently, Frodo lowered her to the ground. She would not deny him the fruits of his labor. In fact, she was practically begging for it. Hotaru needed to feel special, she needed to feel loved. Even if the sensation was false, she desired the intimacy for however brief their meeting would be. Frodo seemed to feel a sense of urgency as his hands traveled quickly over her body. Hotaru did her best to return the feeling to him in full, her gently nips and caressing hands working to bring pleasure to her one time partner. A gasp escaped her lips as he entered her, she had not expected him to proceed so quickly. Without the aid of vision, most of his caresses were a welcome surprise. But nothing could top surprise and wonderful feeling of the two wolves becoming one.
At first he was gentle, his rocking motions and thrusts easy for her to keep up with. It had been a long time since she had last been with a male, and Hotaru was out of practice. But Frodo quickly became impatient, his youth and inexperience catching up to him. His thrusts became relentless and a growl escaped her lips as pleasure ripped through her body. Hotaru grabbed onto his shoulders, her hands seeking and anchor in the dark world.
The two wolves moved together almost as one. As first time lovers, they could not sync perfectly, although Hotaru tried her best to bring pleasure to her partner. The blind wolf arched her back as the pair entered final stages of love, her desire fulfilled and just about satisfied. She could not see his near, or know his pain, but Hotaru would never forget the pleasure she had given him. He had comforted her, and given her the revenge she desired. A perfect stranger had allowed her to feel wanted, to feel like she could be normal despite her vision impairment. Even so, she was going to regret their meeting. A hollow love, was worse than a shallow pool to a dehydrated individual. It provided only temporary relief to a very deep pain.
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