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Before being with Savina, Kansas had never considered becoming a parent. It just wasn't something he associated himself with. Other people had children and raised them with love and compassion - not him. He was just a boy, a stupid boy watching from the sidelines, living his own life while others lived theirs. But he saw himself differently now. He wasn't someone who just had to live for himself. He could live for others, too. Being Savina's mate had already taught him a lot about what that took, and it had brought meaning into his life. Puppies would bring even more. He knew that in his heart.
The boy saw in her shimmering green jade eyes that she meant what she said. It would take time, but he would eventually believe her. He could probably believe anything Savina told him with enough time. She was the only one to have that sort of power over him. But it wasn't bad. He felt her hands on his back and growled softly. Her whisper of his name ignited the desire in him, and he brought his hand to the back of her neck, massaging her while they kissed. "...Savina," he returned. He leaned into her, wanting her to lay back against their bed, a sly smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
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Savina knew that Kansas had his insecurities, but she didn't see him that way. She had never seen him that way. He might not have been the strongest wolf in the pack, but that had never been what she wanted. What she wanted was a partner and that was exactly what he was to her. Neither one carried the relationship solely on their shoulders. They both did equal shares of giving and taking. That was the kind of relationship she wanted her pups to see as they grew up. The father needed to be just as loving and nurturing as the mother. She knew he would be.
His soft growl sent a spark up her spine. It was impossible to deny it; she loved this. When they got intimate in this way it brought out a different side to both of them. In her mind that made it all the more special. It was like their passion had been bottled up and at these moments it broke free, surging through both of them. As he leaned against her she gave a contented little moan. Eyes shined with that mischievously hungry light that was always present when this happened. A smirk crossed the dark girl's lips as she eagerly laid back. She reached her head up to gently nibble at his ear. "No one could ever make me feel this way but you."
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He wanted this more than he ever had before. While he didn't know exactly why, he had an inkling that it was because of their conversation beforehand. Its intimacy seemed to have made him feel they were even more deeply connected; like he needed to do something for her. This. Her soft moan made his chest tingle, warming him from there all the way to his lower belly. His kisses trailed from her lips to her neck and down further to her chest, where he lingered for a few moments. He couldn't get over how much he loved everything about her: her touch, her smile, her taste.
When she spoke, he looked up and her, emotion and desire swimming within his eyes. That meant so much to him. It would sweep away his worries about her wishing she had something more than him. He realized that he believed her. "No one but you, either, love," he told her softly. His hands moved over her shoulders as he looked into her eyes, ready feel her again.
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Fade to black in your next post? Or we can end it here I'll leave it up to you <3
Each kiss that he planted on her was like a small spark that added to the fire that was beginning to burn so hotly inside of her. She had never imagined wanting someone so bad as she wanted him. Now more than ever. That moment when the two of them became one was magical and it never ceased to take her breath away (quite literally). They fit together just so perfectly. While she knew it was a somewhat ridiculous idea, she liked to think that they had been made for one another. That they had been destined to be together.
Savina's slender fingers played with his hair and she breathed in deeply as his hands rubbed across her shoulders. Her own eyes swam with the same desire that his did. Her body ached for his, longed to feel him inside of her again. The fey said nothing, not wanting words to cheapen the moment. Instead she kissed him, tongue intertwining with his, waiting for that first moment of pleasure wash over her.
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They did fit. The feminine contours of her body fit against him with startling exactness. How could something seem so perfect? He loved the feel of their chests touching, their hips; the heat created by their warm bodies electrifying and exciting. He pulled away slightly, gazing into her emerald eyes. She was ready, too. His groan shook his body when he could wait no longer. And then, he was inside her again.
Kansas felt shock course through him, and exhaled sharply with pleasure. He moved slowly at first, then faster. He loved the way this made him feel, but he wanted more than anything else for it to be good for her. He'd take her wherever she wanted to go...
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