Blackwater Islands baby, baby blue [m]

Gabe's moves were luckily met with soft whines, Kalika allowed him to preen her. His kisses were sweet, as Gabe was more of a gentle lover than a rough one. Even when it came to sex he was a sweetheart. She moved her head down to preen his own fur, and every touch of hers made a shiver crawl down his spine. Unlike some males, the foreplay was one of his favorite parts, simply being touched by Kalika was magnificent, though today his boy longed for the main attraction. 

She raised her tail and her scent filled his nostrils, he was high on her body and scent. He felt a tug in his loins, willing him to start the deed, though he wasn't finished quite yet. She growled, a response to his kisses and a purr began to rumble up in his throat. The shallow waves lapped at his legs but he remained steady, now moving back toward her hips. He preened at her stomach then at the fur between her two hind legs slowly making his way to the back. His side pressed against hers as he ducked his head underneath up, lapping her the soft flesh between her legs.