Sequoia Coast poptarts are ravioli

A small part of her doesn’t know what to expect. With Aviana, she had been given instructions. But Aviana is a girl, and so is she. What makes it different with Artaax? Her ears flip back against her head the moment he moves to mount her and though they are comparable in weight and size, it feels heavy and awkward and… well, not necessarily wrong but not right either. She turns her head back a little when he takes her by the scruff, tensing every inch of her as he pulls them close and hugs her hips.
 
Much too vulnerable in this position, no matter how much she trusts Artaax, causes her to open her mouth and tell him to stop, but she doesn’t have that chance. His hips work against her and find their mark and she lurches forward in surprise. Strong limbs keep her in place and she endures his thrusts despite the discomfort.
 
Furi focuses on something else, her frustrations have been long gone, but soon he speeds up with vigor. Teeth grit against the sensation, digging her claws into the ground as she hopes for it to be over. It does not take long for his frantic movements to speed up, forcing himself all the way inside and locking them together (Aviana definitely didn’t mention this part) as he is spent, weighing down on her form while she supports the both of them.