The Floodlands flutterbat

likewise, Casmir was having the time of his life, but wasn't sure how Laika was feeling. however, he sensed no protest in her and so continued, moving faster toward the first climax of his life. it ripped through him when it came, wringing a strangled moan from his throat and racking him for what felt like an eternity, leaving him trembling atop Laika. "whoa," the boy breathed, nosing her ruff wonderingly. "that was ... great. like really really awesome."

he began to slide off her back, thinking she was tired of holding him up, but was stopped by a lock around his lower regions. "what the fuck?" he swore, tugging at the bond that tied he and Laika together, confusion replacing pleasure. "Laika, what is this?" Cas whined worriedly, tugging more firmly this time.