Blacktail Deer Plateau evolution of consciousness

Lulz, this post wrote itself. I guess that's a wrap? :P

Despite his warning, they both drowsed, floating in their respective bursts of oxytocin. Peregrine didn't say a word or move a muscle until Fox spoke again an uncertain amount of time later. He twitched in response to the sound of her voice, then made a murmuring noise in the back of his throat as he rolled onto his side to face her.

"It's big and flat and it juts into the air," he drawled lazily, then paused and asked, "What would you like to know? Can I tell you after we fuck again?" he requested innocently, trying to nudge her into position without even standing. "You can just lay there and take it easy. I'll do all the work," he promised her as he kissed along her spine, then hunkered down behind her.

"I don't think... oh, wait... got it!" the Alpha male declared as he successfully docked with the Alpha female. "Oh, baby," was the last thing he said before rather forcefully taking her scruff in his mouth and having his way with her.

And when he finished the second time, he toppled off her and lay motionless, quipping crudely, "Dat foxhole though..." before pressing his cheek into the dirt and beginning to snore.