Altar of Twilight I know you are a [m]an of honor, I'm so sorry to bother you at home

He didn't resist, as she thought he would. There were no second thoughts from him. His nose went through her fur, trailing down her neck and shoulder. She rumbled contently, the noise like a cat's purr as she lapped his neck, nuzzling the fur there, waiting for him to take charge, as he had so wanted.