Cerulean Cape [m] We had a place that we could call "home".

He pulled on her scruff, and a growl formed in her throat without her permission. Her body was gonna do what her body was gonna do, and that included growling when he tugged at her nape. The nameless fuckbuddy continued to do what she had wanted, and truth be told, she didn't want him to stop. Shock was young and just as up to the task as her new partner, and now it was beginning to feel like a game of "who can last the longest?"

Her hips bucked against his, enhancing the sensations that were already there, and she yowled loudly with pleasure. That, mixed with the occasional growl, would have made for quite the show, had anybody been watching.