(--) NO MOAR POARN 
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Draugr is by me!
There was a faint sensation of disappointment within the purple-eyed wolfdog as she peered down at her conquest. That was all? And his man-parts had seemed so sturdy, so powerful at first. Perhaps she'd been wrong to envy him. He shifted beneath her, and there was a tingle with the motion, but no more. Draugr was almost angry with her own body, as well -- she had entered this tryst cognizant of herself and in control, yet when they came together, her baser nature triumphed effortlessly. The wolfdog kept these thoughts to herself, of course, as was her usual manner. She only smiled faintly as she looked to his pale yellow gaze, nodding when he inquired on her state.
It took what seemed like a long time for their bodies to release one another, and once freed, Draugr had intended to make her way away. She found herself shuffled over and onto her back, however, and did not resist. Perhaps they were not done. He knelt over her, gazing down toward her with an expression of one poring over an especially interesting page of an especially good book, or perhaps with a glutton's adoration of his first meal following a fast. Dra thought she knew that expression, but it startled her to see it directed toward her. It startled her, and inflamed her, too -- it was the look of one enthralled, or quite nearly so.
He came for her again, as she thought he might. Her fire returned to her, burning hotter and more insistently than it had the first time he had her.
OOC Ending: More humping (TWICE HA), followed by semi-awkward good-byes!
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