Phoenix Maplewood All you need is some self-control

Dear God... the thing was practically illuminated in a natural spotlight. If Reek had been a man of any faith, he would have taken it as some sort of divine sign. A magnificent ass— a holy ass (pun also intended). His eyes remained transfixed; his attraction mounting by the moment. Tavi had never been one to spur this reaction from Reek, a happly married man, but in this light, the thin patina of dirt that adorned her coat painted an entirely different picture. He was fully engrossed.

Despite loving his mate whole heartedly and his deep desire to begin his family with her, Reek was still a man of worldly desires. The desires of the flesh, to be intimate, called to him. Attraction was a powerful force. He felt a growing sensitivity in his loins and 'captain happy,' as he so affectionatley called his special friend between his legs, decided to play peek-a-boo.

She turned, and Reek was immediately flustered. Had she caught him staring? He wondered. Had she seen anything else? "Uhhh," he managed to sputter before his mind snapped back into place. He quickly dropped to the floor as to hide the kibble and bits that dangled between his legs.  Reek bit his lip. "Sure... I, uh— I'd love to." However, he did not inch forward and let himself be exposed.