Duck Lake We all need someone to stay [M]

The woman slipped out of his grasp with ease, and he came slamming down to earth. It startled him but more importantly, frustrated him on an already shitty day, so when she looked back with mischief in her eyes he was immediately invigorated. Charmed might've been a better word, but he was riled up and feeling more aggressive after the events of the day. Her teasing did not sit well with him; perhaps in sensing how cruel her little trick had been, she now looked at him with certainty. Firefly on the other hand, wasn't going to let her go once he had her close.

He advanced, lunged with a lift of his forequarter, and with the hooks of his forelimbs caught around her sides he pulled her back a step so she was aligned with his hips. The rumble crept from his chest, he adjusted his footing with her support, and —

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The man hadn't given her much leeway with her pleasure; this event was all about him, and he selfishly took what he wanted from her again and again, and even after they were both too tired to continue, he refused to let her leave him. The rumble had become a possessive croon until the end. Then, as he slipped away from her and back to earth (without her tricks, on his own terms) he did not just fall away to relaxation like the other times he'd felt such pleasure.