Redsand Canyon My time is running low

The unexpected happened after his words left his maw.
He expected Donovan to suddenly turn on him and force him down.
The thought just invigorated him more.

But Donovan rolled over and obliged in the most unexpected turn of events.
Nervous, he could tell. Ears flicking for something. Reward perhaps, a good job.
His tail, usually high with pride, tried to cling down to...hide himself?
His muzzle slipped into the handy hold his tail made to nibble at the soft skin between his hips.
Something that might make his jump a little if he bit a little harder; which he obviously did.
"You think I wouldn't, Dear?"
He replied with a smirk.

His tail by now had resumed it's usual high position and Derg didn't waste the opportunity.
He rose up, straddling the brindle male and tucking himself close to rach over him. Derg was admittedly shorter than Donovan, so he did need the extra advantage.
Now, this was the tricky bit.
Ronnie wasn't a virgin, but Donovan in this sense was. He didn't know how this will play out.

Derg aligned his member and started the process of embedding himself in his lover.
Slowly pushing and persisting, licking Donovans back to help try and make him relax; at least until it was in.