Larksong Grotto Plastic bag, middle class, polyethylene

;p

His initial ministrations had been a gauge on wether to proceed or not. Vuk responded positively to Reek's touch, reciprocating herself as she worked through Reek's scruff in turn. His sadness, it slowly ebbed away, leaving Reek empty -- the hole it left in his chest was slowly filled with wanting, with envy, and selfish desire. If Terich could see him now, taking solace in such an intimate manner with his mate, Reek was sure his reaction would be in anger— but he was the alpha male; he could do whatever he wanted.

And so, Reek shimmied around on his stomach and worked his way downard on Vuk's flank, running his teeth though the fur of her side as he went and trailing his muzzle to places in which it should never go on a married woman.