Silver Creek Chestnuts roasting on an open fire [m]

Bit of PP, will change if needed.

I don't know how to do the fancy mature graphic thing, so, beware ye who read further: here there be sexy times.

For a moment they merely touched. His growls and nibbles seemed to please her, and she returned the favor on his own neck. He felt a tightness growing, a tension in his body. Her tail raised and her heat scent circled him anew, stronger than ever. He followed he scent to her hind quarters, placing small nips and nibbles along her side as he went. 

He reached his destination and inhaled her scent deeper, a primal pleasure making him growl again. She was his to take. He was inexpirenced, but instinct could handle the basics. He had heard of other things,ways to prolong the breeding but he was too far gone for such things. 

He threw a foreleg over her back, rearing up behind her. He adjusted himself a moment and then attempted to pull her hips to his. For a moment they were pressed together, but not connected. The heat of her body against the most sensitive part of his fueled him further. He was trying to be gentle to reign in the beast that longed to grab and bite and thrust, but this was too much tempatation. He pulled back and thrust forward again, aiming himself correctly. 

This time, there was connection. This time, they were one. He reached forward and gripped her scruff roughly, unable to stop the growls that pulled from his chest. He drew himself backwards and forwards again and again. The act of being so dominant and giving into urges he had always ignored inflamed his passions. He was primal, a selfish lover out of inexpirenced more than true selfishness.