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

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The time for second thoughts passed as he was now entangled in the spider's web entirely. There was no way out but forward and he did not waste his time running his nose along her spine. He put a paw on her back and didn't wait for her reaction before jumping on top of her back, wrapping his paws around her middle and grabbing her scruff firmly between his teeth. Knowing that she would not resist he was quick about getting to it; and as fast as it had started, he was done, not much longer than a minute later. Quick as always. He slumped over her back once he'd reached his peak, making no move to get off just yet as long as he was attached.

It was only then that his head cleared, struggled free from the spider's web, and he started to think. But the thoughts were clouded with the reasons -- not the real ones, but the ones his mind had made up -- and so even to his own mind his actions were easily justified. "No one will know," he commanded again, a softly murmured command for her ears only, and he nipped her ear as he uttered it. He'd rather be a hero in silence. Others just wouldn't understand.