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He was more new to this than she, and knowing this her ears were lower not in shame as a whore would for her vast experience for something beyond the purpose of procreation, but in disappointment for herself; that the male before her hadn’t been the first she shared this experience with. And in regret, for had she remained with the Nomads, there would have been him and no other to contest his claim over her. No distraction from their affections toward one another.
There were more pleasant things to let her mind wander on, like the soft, exploring caress trailing down her jaw and into her neck. The warmth that tickled the flesh beneath with every exhale both new and…exciting. The unpleasant ‘what ifs’, the regrets faded to naught, as her mind was set adrift within the gentle rolling waves of ecstasy and was pulled further from the civilized shores into the vast seas of the wild and instinct.
Curving her head down, the female very sweetly licked the side of the grey’s muzzle then parted her jaws to take him very lightly by the maw in a little tug to lead him as she stepped forward towards his abode. Surely her gesture would convey her anticipation, but even then some sense remained to retain an air of calm, so that she would recall the precious mantle and take it from the ground before fully departing into the Lambda’s secluded refuge.