Phantom Hollow A Swing

After their dance of affection that reminded her slightly of Cogitemus, he manned up and made his way to her lower zone. It wasn't her first time doing this, yet every sensation felt new. After being declared a widow, she had actually given up on men, yet this strange feeling she stood up with today ignored her real feelings. It was almost as if the being called Malice was a totally different person right now, looking down on the lustful beast that was the queen, shaking her head.

He had begun their pair dance, willingly or unwillingly, and for Malice there was no going back now. She looked over her shoulder, staring at the yearling silently requesting for her to be his for this moment. She chuffed softly, giving silent approval for him to take her. She moved her tail to the side, presenting herself to the young warrior as she felt the being called Malice lose control.