Redhawk Caldera Your sugar, yes please

There was only a moment of hesitation before Finley threw herself at him and he reacted gleefully, accepting the tackle as gracefully as possible. He let her knock him off his feet and then succumbed to her attack, laughing as her mouth and tongue tickled him all over -- particularly his cheeks and throat.

As soon as he was given the opportunity, he began to return the ministrations, his tail thumping the ground as he rolled over onto his stomach and propped himself up on his elbows. He almost felt drunk, so dizzying was his sudden desire for her, and he soon took to his feet once more. Standing over her, he nosed gently at the soft fur on her chest, a rumbling growl accompanying the touch.