Meadowlark Prairie Retreat into your mind

awkward post so not to drag it out oh well

Her yelp causes him to flinch and, for a fraction of a second, tighten his grip. He lets go a second later and licks the tender skin a few times. A tinge of a metallic drop touches his tongue and he laps a few times. He has no other means to express his apology in that moment other than the small bit of affection he can manage. 

It is forgotten for a moment as he hears a rustling from one side but it is short-lived and he’s far too occupied to be bothered with it. His teeth flash while his hips move all the faster to the point a swelling between his legs becomes prominent and he’s soon locked, his thrust becoming short and quick as he teeters off, lost in the pleasure her center has brought him. 

It is then he slumps into her, putting more weight against her four limbs than he intends to, and simply enjoys the sweet aroma and feeling that leaves his skin warm.