Raven's Watch Her body is my canvas, painted with butterfly kisses

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Ahhhh, short post. “orz

As his nips trailed along the greater male’s jaw, he was rewarded by a soft rumble. His tail wagged, glad to have not caused any negative emotions to arise. After several lingering kisses, he rounded the male once more, rubbing himself against him like a cat would his master’s leg. As he neared his side, Mazatl gave a soft whine and nudged his hip, before proceeding downwards. Again, he froze and glanced towards his master, suddenly uncertain. Whilst the very same dance had been performed more times than he could count in the past, he felt differently towards Athan. He wasn’t just another man to please, but his guardian and someone that he had started to care for. The yearling’s previous desire to relive the past had vanished, replaced by insecurities and uncertainties as he stood there, still and gazing at his protector.

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