Redtail Rise [m] I think we better do it like we're doing it now

Three years. For three long years he had waited for this moment without even realizing it; and it had all been much more than he expected.  The act was so intimate and personal.  He could feel the rhythmic thump of her heart from under him. Even before he began to move against her, Reek felt as if he had simply become an extension of herself, and likewise, she himself.  A single being without autonomy, writhing and wriggling in a pool of it's own endorphins and hormones.

She spread out and made herself stable under Reek's boney frame and he began to move in the way instinct dictated.  And though he enjoyed ever bit of it— from the beginning and onward, she seemed to not feel the same.  Reek's eyes went wide as she threw her head back and snarled.  He must have done something wrong, given his experience in the subject.  His rhythmic stokes slowed to a near stop and he opened his mouth to apologize, but before he could speak, her snarl shifted into gasps and moans of pleasure.  He picked his pace up back to where it had been before, rocking against her in a powerful and wanting way as he physically shook the confusion from his head.  Maybe that was normal? Who the hell knows?  The female body is weird.

But weird as it may have been, Reek was captivated.  The curves of Saena's form, the sounds she made, her enveloping scent, everything only served to further ensnare the bedraggled beta in Saena's spell.  "You're amazing," he panted between strokes with heavy breath.  If it were up to him, their dance in the wood would never end.