Emberwood the art of barter

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She suspected correctly - as soon as she turned her rear to him he leaned forward to nip it. He scarcely had a moment to admire the view before she had spun and faced him once more, but he had enough of glimpse to comment on it. "I like it a lot," he grinned.

She booped him on the nose and his ears briefly splayed in comic fashion. He rose to his paws, wearing a devious smile as he stepped close to her. "The only thing your ready for is a bit of fun," he teased, and brushed his blue tongue against her cheek. She was not in heat. Or if she was, she had a unique ability to hide the tell tale scent. While Luke adored pups and endeavored to have his own someday, he would be hard pressed to agree to it with someone he had just met. A pleasurable fling though? He was always game.

He slowly moved down her side, his muzzle brushing along her spine with intermittent nips. She had piqued his interest - which, admittedly, was not hard to do, and he intended to act on it as soon as he had stoked both of their fires. "I'll be gentle," he promised, with a playful look back to her and a wink.