Panther Park Long and hard

Though unspoken, her want had been answered. She'd thought herself to have been content enough with his closeness alone, but upon feeling his weight on her back, she'd realized that she'd been mistaken. There was something different about it—something new—and she'd quickly found herself wishing that she'd neared him sooner. The feeling of his tongue as it'd trailed up along her spine had caused for a shiver to then sliver back down. Yet, she did not feel cold, but quite the opposite. There was a newfound warmth within her, something she'd yet to ever experience in life before. It was thrilling and nerve-wracking at the same time, but she'd discovered that it was easy to find her calm upon remembering the one to have caused it. He was not family, but was trusted just as if he were; perhaps even more so in the current situation.

When he'd spoken, she'd listened, but had not the chance to respond. Thereafter was when his grand entrance had been made, taking her off guard and resulting in a breath having hitched in her throat. Asterr recovered from the initial shock and had started to find pleasure in their coupling, steadying herself instinctively whilst her maw parted ever so slightly. It was her first time having ever experienced such an intimate act, but with Damien there, she knew that she had nothing to worry about. All the while, the only thought present within her mind was how she, too, was glad that he'd not pushed her away.