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Mmm hmm she answered distractedly, her focus completely on the roaming of his tongue and teeth. She did, however, notice his slight hesitation when she offered him her neck and placed herself in a somewhat vulnerable position. She hadn't done it by accident; she wouldn't have done it at all had she not been sure she could trust him with the offering. In this moment, she was more than fine letting him be the one in control. He didn't keep her waiting for long, though; she felt his teeth against the delicate skin of her neck, his bite not so delicate. When he glanced up, he would find fiery orange looking back. There would be no signs of discomfort—only a heat in her gaze that spoke to how much she liked what he was doing. Aside from the rapid movement of her chest as quick breaths moved in and out of her nose, she was still as he move up her neck, his teeth moving roughly through her fur. He offered kisses to her muzzle and lips, and she offered her own urgent ones in return.

She felt the tension too, like every atom in her body burned for one thing, and he was the only one that could soothe the burning. The feeling only intensified with his affection that somehow seemed rough but also gentle at the same time. In the past, this was about the time that he pulled away and left her reeling and a puddle of need, so she was expecting that at any moment; it made her heart slam against her ribs in anxious anticipation of the frustration that would follow. A hard swallow moved down her throat as she wondered how much more he would wind her up before letting her go. She felt completely at his mercy—something that might bug her later but now, she didn't really care. Her mind was only focused on him and leaning into whatever affection he offered. When she could, she lightly nipped his neck or jaw in return, also unable to help herself.