Ravensblood Forest We appreciate power

The absolutely sultry moans that bubble past the snowy wolf’s lips make his legs weak. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her when she released such a pleasurable howl of ecstasy. The heat that he was buried inside clamping down around him and he knew she reached her own climax. Hell, if she didn’t he’d take it upon himself to try his best at giving her release any other way. 

So as they settle and she offers him sweet, tantalizing kisses, he can’t help but give some back. His large, flat tongue swipes along her nose and lips. Then finally after a solid fifteen to twenty minutes, he’s able to slip himself out of her. He could feel the entirety of her body shaking earlier so he knows she must be dead tired. Probably sore too.

He can’t help himself. As he slips himself back into his sheath, he’s eagerly nosing himself into her most private areas once more. His tongue laps at the swollen area, only giving her a few more licks before playfully nipping one of her butt cheeks. Sidling you’re beside her and roughly rubbing his massive head into her neck and shoulder. Basically spreading his scent all over her if it already wasn’t. Licking her ears affectionately and then moving onto her face and muzzle, he presses against her. The curl of his tails lowering to scoop her own tail up in his.

Then he pulls back. “You must be tired, dear. Stay the night? We can sleep by the waterfall and you can head back in the morning. Or maybe we could grab some breakfast before you leave?” He offers, voice soft and low as he hums to her. “I could walk you back if you’d like?”