Blacktail Deer Plateau [M]aybe I'll be your witchy woman

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The two waltzed in a slow dance. They moved together, as one.

Occasionally, her chin found him. He was doubtful she would, but in any moment that she got too pushy or aggressive, his teeth would be ready to snap a few nips. A show of gently enforced submission.

Larger than she, he practically buried her between him. Then as he curled back towards her quarters, the beast would have her trapped beneath him as the dance continued, feeding the desires of which they both shared.