Redhawk Caldera [m] This is the War Room

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Taken by surprise, Fox crumpled to the ground, giggling and batting playfully at Peregrine's advances. They were animals, through and through, and if there was any shame to be had, Fox was immune to it. She rolled to her feet, slipping herself under Peregrine and coming up by his side. "And just how big is this Big Dick?" she whispered in his ear, breath hot and heavy. Fox wouldn't deny that she'd been fidgety the past couple of weeks, despite (or because of) all the stress that had been loaded on the pack as a whole. She knew a tried and true way to relieve said stress, but her partner had been all but out of commission.

Fox then proceeded to nip at his shoulder, trying to entice him to follow her (which surely wouldn't be that difficult). Fox kicked up her heels and loped a few strides away, then paused, looking back at Peregrine over her shoulder before lifting her head to suggest he come over. She felt as if the world had been lifted off her shoulders, and she wanted nothing more than to be screwed silly by her strong, handsome, regal(?) mate.