Bearclaw Valley [m] Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves
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In the aftermath, Aventus grinned sheepishly and rumbled a quiet, sorry.

It all happened so quickly. Normally, he had more self control than that, but this time they hardly began before he was spent. Everything was different, so much more intense, than it ever was before. His wildest fantasies about her couldn't hold a candle to the effect Arielle had on him. Even now, the Bruin-jaw was far from satisfied. After a mere five minutes apart, he felt the familiar stirring again. Mosskeep was filled with their scent, most of all hers. He shoved his muzzle into her pelt and pulled in a deep breath, letting it out with a prolonged rumble.

What're you doing to me? he groaned against her ribcage, pressing his lips and nose feverishly to her flesh and peppering her with adoring kisses.