Rising Sun Valley Jalan Qoyi [M]

Poor stupid and naive Uncle Vakho.  This complicated world is about to get a whole lot more confusing. Maybe we should tack an M to the title.

She laid under him in a manner of complete submission, which to be honest came as a pleasant surprise to the gentle warrior, who had placed himself firmly over her.  Part of him had believed she wouldn't comply due to her strong willed nature, but the way the yearling licked her maw and looked longingly at him told the engrossed male otherwise.  She wanted it  She had to... all the signs were there.  His heart felt as if it were going to leave his chest and fly into orbit.  His mind, blank.  Even more blank than his usual blank, like a television stuck on static, leaving him blind to consequence.

If it were any other girl, he would have simply taken her then. No words, nothing, only action.  Lightly, he nipped the scruff of her neck teasingly as he worked his way up her slender body.  As he drew closer to her ear, he withdrew slightly. "Visp ve Zhav. Svabol ilroevi tir wux tuor de ve," he whispered in a deep baritone as he lingered at her ear.  Though she had offered herself completely submissive, the gentle warrior was never one to take complete control of the situation.  Usually he feared his own mistakes, and rightly so, since they tended to be so frequent.  In a sense, it was some weird form of self-imposed quality control, drilled into his head in order to keep himself in check.  Always, he waited on the will of others before acting