Bramblepoint Okay, let's see what this thing can do.

When his nameless fuck buddy widened his stance, Peregrine did the same, all while continuing the smooth rhythm. His pace increased slightly when his partner arched his back and moaned. The black wolf wrapped his forelegs tighter around the other man's abdomen, his broad paws softly kneading the sensitive flesh of his lower belly.

Peregrine murmured sweet, dirty nothings as he pressed his muzzle into the other dude's nape. He tugged at it slightly with his teeth before moving his snout closer to his partner's ear. "Tell me your name," he breathed into it, so he knew what to say when he reached the peak they were chasing together.

But if his cohort answered, the Redhawk didn't hear it. Everything turned to white noise and sparkling stars for a few beats as pleasurable heat flooded his body. The next thing he knew, he was slumped over the other guy's back and they were still strangers. Satiated and selfish for it, Peregrine rapidly backed off to avoid any physical bonding. That would be way too intimate for this impromptu encounter.

Mindless of whether or not he had even hit the spot for his partner, Peregrine caught the guy's eye and winked. With nothing more than a quiet laugh and a, "Thanks for the good time," the Alpha then retreated and disappeared into the forest.