Wapun Meadow the nasty words of a hateful song

Mature Content Warning

This thread has been marked as mature. By reading and/or participating in this thread, you acknowledge that you are of age or have permission from your parents to do so.

The participants have indicated the following reason(s) for this warning: Sexual Content

BEWARE! THERE IS MATURE CONTENT IN THE POSTS CONTINUING BELOW THIS. 18+ PLEASE!

---

Donovan hums back parroting the coys words. “No doubt.” Before he slinks his muzzle further down, closer to the other males neck. His black tongue licks flat against the plume of his neck. Traveling upwards he allows the appendage to now caress an ear before smaller front teeth nibble on it.

He only pulls back for half of a second to look the coy in the eyes. His gaze is as hot as the sun, the color rivaling it as well. His onyx tongue swipes over his own lips and teeth, hunger settling in.

“Tell me to stop, or I might just give you quite the night, darling.” He purrs down to the Bruin-Witch. Eyes holding the promise within them.