Rising Sun Valley Jalan Qoyi [M]

I'm in the same boat as you! #Awks!

In that moment, there was no Rakharo, no Dotharan, nothing. Nothing but Zhavvi.  Lavakho had found himself in a state where the world had melted away, peeling away at the layers, leaving only her and the subtle movements she made to focus on. The warmth of her fur. The slight curvature of her body.  Every tremor and twitch was noted as he gauged her reactions.  Starting slow, he gradually increased the speed of his thrusts, pushing further and further into the yearling with each passing motion.  He panted heavily, breathing hot breath on the back of the slender wolf's neck.  

"Kwi Zhav," he rumbled from behind her flattened ears in a low growl.  She had begun to pant in pleasure, which only drew Lavakho further into her ensnaring embrace.  Her vocalizations drove him wild, bringing him closer and closer to climax.  She wasn't in heat, so Lavakho did not worry.  However, he wondered if she would even be able to bear children at her age.  She was still so young, her sexuality still budding.  The pressure in his hips had begun to build, it was only a matter of time.