Phoenix Maplewood tryst

"wow, calm the fuck down, killer," merrick laughed, though his tail began to lash to and fro with a great humour. he watched the boy blunder forward into his crushed berries, licking them from wet dirt with a complete lack of shame. merrick's single eye danced, he pressed closer, reaching up with his jaws to shower more fruit into the mud.
"do it again," he encouraged in a low growl, churning berry-gore into the dirt with stamping of forepaws again, teeth glinting in the rain as he licked its worst rivulets away from his jawline.