Bramblepoint So[m]eone under stress meets someone looking pretty

Trick had only ever been fucked by a guy, so this whole thing was new to him. But it was not his brain that was in charge, for once. His heart was slowly but loudly beating in his chest, even though the female was no where near as pretty as his patched beauty had been. He still often thought about her, how he had promised to find her. Hell, he had even dreamed of her- a weird dream full of things he was just about to do to this female if she were not quick enough to flee. While he did consider the possibility of offspring, it was not that that he was looking for. He just needed some satisfaction after all that had happened. 

He was surprised to find her not turning from him, but towards him instead. An amused smile played on his lips as her passionate touch made him shiver, and he mirrored her movements a bit, running his muzzle into her soft, white neck fur. He sniffed her scent in, letting it out with a lust-filled sigh before nibbling softly on her skin, trying to be as gentle as he could be.