Sunset Valley love makes hunters of us all [m]

I myself is wondering what Derg is doing

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He feels resistance, a futile attempt. He felt teeth rake through the fur on his chest as he moved around to press against the body of the other. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of the other. Musky, earthy. His forelimbs grappled to hold the brown man. Teeth biting down harder, locking into a seemingly unbreakable hold. 

He grunted, crushing any hopes of the others escape. He held him now and wasn't quite assured about what he was about to do. He twisted himself around, lining himself up so he was behind the other. Poised as if he were about to mount a female. 
He rumbled into the scruff of the man, a sound that would make his chest vibrate against his back.

Derg pushed himself forward, his hips meeting the strangers. He was consumed by the fire that held him, made him press himself to this man. He retracted slowly yet not fully before again thrusting his hips forward.

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