04-22-2012, 12:51 AM
The warmth of Thana's body beneath his own, and the forward talk about what Thana had planned for the two of them, all made Kit's heart thump a little louder in his chest. Light fatigue crept at the edge of Kit's consciousness, and he was fairly certain that he would want to sleep on top of Thana after they were done. Thana's controlling ways, combined with him asleep near her was a little concerning for Kit, but lust was going to ensure he didn't stop, even if Thana would have taken backing out before giving what she seemed to expect.
Craning his muzzle down to lick at Thana's neck, he teased in a confident manner "Well, I'm pretty sure you'll want to come back for more Thana, and I'll be ready to provide.". Well aware that Thana seemed impatient, his neck being nipped, Kit started to adjust his position. Once satisfied, Kit started to try slowly thrusting between Thana's legs, his movements at first yielding nothing, but slowly the male's body responded to the movement.
A few near misses, teasing preludes to the real fun, and Kit would find his mark, burying himself inside of Thana if she didn't get cold feed. The whole process was at a moderate pace, the male's ears listening for some sort of indication if he had gone too fast, or maybe not fast enough. All the while, a soft content growl formed in Kit's throat, his eyes half hooded at the delightful feel of trying to lay with another female.
Craning his muzzle down to lick at Thana's neck, he teased in a confident manner "Well, I'm pretty sure you'll want to come back for more Thana, and I'll be ready to provide.". Well aware that Thana seemed impatient, his neck being nipped, Kit started to adjust his position. Once satisfied, Kit started to try slowly thrusting between Thana's legs, his movements at first yielding nothing, but slowly the male's body responded to the movement.
A few near misses, teasing preludes to the real fun, and Kit would find his mark, burying himself inside of Thana if she didn't get cold feed. The whole process was at a moderate pace, the male's ears listening for some sort of indication if he had gone too fast, or maybe not fast enough. All the while, a soft content growl formed in Kit's throat, his eyes half hooded at the delightful feel of trying to lay with another female.