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The world ended with Haku standing idly watching the sky burst into flames and die, and the falling flakes from above were ashes. Adrenaline had already began its usual ride around and around in his body. The male’s fingers, which seconds earlier had touched the deity like creature, trembled slightly in the silent air. His fingertips seemed to burn from the brief connection with her skin, and it was torment to think of the effect and intense feelings that would occur if her body was to be pressed against his. Her low sigh had drawn his ears towards his dark skull, a foolish attempt to misinterpret the meaning of the sigh. This little, yet powerless act suggested that there was a small saner part left in him, but heavily outnumbered by his original being, the basic essence of him that could not be altered, no matter any future makeovers of any kinds. Haku had fallen heavily from the sky to walk the earth before he was to make a final trip down to the basement of existence.
Slowly, ever so slowly the female executed the distance between them, and set fire to the lighter male wherever her touch struck him. His own breath exited slowly through his nostrils, and returned with a new dose of the numbing hormones that danced their erotic dance in the air. The Sadira male forced his body to keep still and let the fire spread along with Gwmfen’s touch. His eyes had apparently been shut when she started moving again, because they opened to search out her moonlit wells when her hands entwined around his neck. What triggered his lust further, when it came to females, was when they themselves made the decisions and took control, if only for a small moment. Like his black, beautiful pack member had done now by coming up to him and killing him softly with her embrace. She had taken the final initiative that freed him from the chains Cercelee and Dahlia had attached to him. In return, he would be gentle.
The male’s arms wrapped around the smaller female instinctively, hiding her away from the rest of the world. She belonged to him now. There was a brief moment where their muzzles stayed apart, opposites like two different poles unable to maintain contact. Then it all broke, and the female got up on her toes and kissed him. For another moment the male hesitated before he went fuck all and leaned into the kiss, lowering his face so that she would not need to stretch up to him. It mattered little anyway, it seemed. One arm was wrapped around her mid back and the other travelled down to trace the side of her curved hip and well shaped buttocks before tightening the grip and lifting her (surprisingly light) body into the air. Haku let his tongue slowly draw a few lines back and forth Gwmfen’s dark lips before hungrily starting to explore her sweet mouth.
The taste of forbidden fruit made his senses explode and shatter. At this very moment nothing had ever tasted sweeter than she did, nothing could ever be better than this. He shivered slightly. Her fur was somewhat wet, but the male was overheating. Oh, he would take her. A brief movement brought them both to ground level, her with back against the light layer of snow, and him over her, though without crushing her under his weight. If she could survive a bath in such an hour, she would survive now. He broke out of the kiss and removed her arms, first one, then the other, and placed them over her head. With both hands seizing her (with enough weight behind so that she would have to actually make an effort if she was to attempt to move her arms) he started to kiss one of her jet black arms down towards her armpit before moving to her collarbone. He gently nipped the black silk and let his pink tongue flicker teasingly, tasting her skin in small amounts.
He drew shivering breaths, body more tense than ever, having issues handling the ecstasy that already was starting to build up. The male let the butterfly kisses travel up her throat and almost let them melt together again in a kiss, but he broke off and buried his muzzle in the soft fur on the female’s chest. He took a moment to breathe in the drug that was her smell and let his tongue flicker across and circle a small, well formed nipple. A cream hand found a firm breast and circled it lightly before tenderly squeezing it, and by that released one of her arms. His breath was heavy with desire, and for each touch his body screamed for more, more more more. He wanted her so badly. His body stroke against hers (first slowly, then faster along with their increasing heartbeats) desperately while he caressed her. His hands (both now) stroke and touched, unable to get enough of her.
It was always the moment before the ultimate ecstasy that intrigued him most. The chocolate male let his hand run wild, and let it slowly travel lower with circular movements until it found the special spot between her legs. His fingers explored the wetness tenderly, and made certain the nails did not unnecessarily scrape against her fragile and soft private parts. With a tail of females (the last ones had been willing) behind him, he had picked up what not to do, and a common trait among most males were that they played too roughly with the females. A low moan escaped the brown Lilium, even though he had yet to enter her. Just the feeling of her body underneath him and the living skin reacting to his touch was filling his body with glowing bliss His mind had deserted, but the unique feeling of recreating Eden together instead of simply taking it to enjoy alone was more tempting to strive for.
He reached up to let their lips melt together a second time, his tongue just as playful as the fingers that were massaging her. |
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