Noctisardor Bypass [M] of fantasy, of dreams, and ceremonies

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"You tell me," she crooned and the Praetor leaned downwards again, his body swung over her own although careful not to burden her with his weight. The sterling wolf's tail stroked her thighs gently, he knew she was probably tired from her journey and needed to rest. And the Roman knew he was being selfish, keeping her to himself when she should probably be resting in their den but he couldn't help it. He wanted to be with her again, there wasn't hardly enough time to be with her, to do the things he wanted to do with her. So much things had messed up the orderly boy's schedule and he rarely had time to do anything these days other than patrolling, hunting, keeping track of everything. Truthfully, he didn't really have time to think about her when she was gone and guilt consumed him for a brief moment before he shook it away.

She was here now and they had time, that was all that mattered. Even though Shadow didn't have time to think about her those days she was gone, his heart ached for her presence, her smile, her vibrant eyes, her laugh, everything that had drawn him towards her. And that was what fueled his tired body, muzzle dipping down to her chest the youth began peppering her with kisses, moving downwards until he reached her belly where the ashen outrider swept his tongue across the ivory fur there. Hadrian stopped for a brief moment before continuing downwards.