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@Killdeer

Honestly Amalia had driven herself about half crazy about whether or not she could have children. That she didn't pay attention to any signs and woke up with a start. An itch and burn beneath that pelt and a whine in her throat.

oh crap. Oh crap. Poor Towhee!

It was incredibly inconsiderate to get her scent and blood all over killers grandma's stuff. So she raced outside.

This was all new and she didn't know know what to do about it. Well I mean she had a pretty good idea of what to do or allow to be done to her more so.

Oh gods she was spiraling. But this was, this was all new. And she felt so, so alive. So hot and, and jumpy. Was that right, naw. Not jumpy just excited? Apprehensive.

She ran a paw over her face. Oh my god, Lia. Get a grip.

Then she laughed and couldn't stop. And she wanted to run. Run so fast. Would killer catch her? She hoped he was up for cat and mouse cause that was what she wanted. She tilted her head and smiled and then looked for him.

The scent hit him hard and fast, like a burst of icy wind on a midwinter's day. But it was spring, and the weather had turned, and the flowers were blooming—

And so was she.

Killdeer moved against the breeze, and when she came into view, he began to laugh, jaws wide in a beaming smile. He trotted toward her, tail flagging, chin lifted in a show of mock dominance before moving in for kisses at her jawline.

With Sialuk and Moonshadow, it had been pure lust. With Amalia, desire came with joy, and it was joy that ran through each and every vein as he sought to take her into his embrace.

Amalia did not worry this year that others would come near her. No one was here. Only Killer. She knew the fear of that, though she tried not to think of it.

His laughter joined her. She narrowed her eyes teasingly at his show of dominance. She laughed harder at the kisses, but also it made the burn hotter. But she had plans at least one. He had to earn it. Have fun.

She made a soft tchtch in her throat. And with laughter on thr breeze and a burn in her gullet. She whispered. Oh no. You gotta catch me first.

Don't worry her eyes told him. I'll let you. Then she dipped into a play bow and was gone. Laughter on the wind.

She was beauty; she was grace—playful and perfect and redolent of the promise of new life. Before he could blink at her teasing statement, she was gone, dashing over their shared homeland.

Killdeer followed with eager alacrity.

Amalia was no tiny woman; her strides gobbled up the earth, and he knew that it would be a hell of a chase to catch her, even if she eventually relented. Still, he relished the pursuit, tongue lolling, the all-too-familiar heat beginning to burn deep and low in his belly.

She's going to wear me out before I can even get started, he thought, and laughed, breathlessly.

He gave immediate chase. Amalia drew it out a little, but as her silent promise conveyed. She let him catch her pretty quickly. After all. There were other things to be done besides running. Even if she didn't exactly know them, she at least knew the logistics.

Underneath a bough of spring leaves she watched him with gentle teasing, love filled gaze.

When he finally caught her. She gazed at him with soft green graze. Pink tongue lolling out of black maw. A tilt of ears forward and a gentle lick to the underside of his chin.

Hi there.

He finally caught up—or had she slowed? It didn't matter, either way. They converged with wagging tails and grinning mouths, and he relished in the feel of her kisses along his jaw.

Hey, beautiful, Killdeer murmured, and looked down upon her. She'd never mentioned kids, right? Perhaps this was her first time. He ought to be gentle with her, in that case. 

The man took a deep breath, her heady scent purling in his nostrils. He nibbled at her neck and shoulder, preening any tough knots away. All the while, he began to edge around her, eventually ending with their bodies perpendicular.

Killdeer nuzzled her ribcage, flashing a glance toward what he could see of her profile. Are you okay? he asked softly. Are you ready?

He was there and so was she. And the moment was sweet and soft. Something she was growing accustomed to in his presence. He always made sure she was good.

This was all new. And she wondered. Should she tell him that? Would it like ruin the whole thing if she did. But he had to know right. She told him there had never been a relationship of really any kind but friendship.

A soft sigh at his question. A digging in of paws. And she nibbled where she could reach and nodded.

As ready as she could be for something new. A flash of a smile.

She smiled, and so did he. Okay, he murmured, and began to make his way toward her rear, kissing each inch of her flesh along the way. The scent was intoxicating as he reached the base of her tail, and he felt almost lightheaded with it, pressing the crown of his head against her flank.

Then he reared up, and took her into his embrace, forelegs wrapped 'round her chest. Pulled her close, and nuzzled the base of her neck.

I love you, 'Mal, Killdeer said, and brought his hips into position to thrust.

There was a whole new bucket load of sensations. She was absolutely needy with it. And she felt free and almost want. Unburdened in the moment.

She was shy at first with his ministrations. But she quickly learned what she liked and didn't and was careful to show him so he knew. She sought his flesh and fur. Nips and gentle teasing evwrywhere she could reach..

The weight of him was welcome, but also strange. It took her a moment to balance herself. A small chuckle of happiness burst through

I love you too.

He chuckled under his breath, satisfied with goings-on. And then he sighed as he sank into her, eyes half-rolling back in his head at the pleasure of it.

God, I love you, I love you, Killdeer managed, breathless with the exertion of it all. He had never felt a greater satisfaction than this.

And he would not come to until the reverie faded, and his physical connection to her finally began to slacken.

I'm fading to black here - we can continue or fade after your post?

The pain was fleeting. But it took her breath away at first. But she grew accustomed fairly quickly and was breathless at the pleasure of it all.

She curled into him sated and sleepy. Blinking up at him owlishly.

Mmm. was all she managed before she motioned with her paw for him to join and she began swiftly to fall asleep.

I'll fade it so we can archive it. And have another when you have time? :)