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

Mind if we fade here?

Her breaths were heavy and her limbs trembled as the lithe medic strained to keep herself from collapsing beneath her partner's weight. Focusing on her struggles, Shadow seemed to readjust himself to grant Paarthurnax some relief and, keen to continue enjoying their coupling, the crimson wolfess' thoughts returned once more to pleasing her partner.

Pressure began to build in the pit of her abdomen, hot and uncontrollable, and Paar once more arched her back as her lover continued to grind his hips against hers. With each achingly gentle stroke she felt her climax creep closer until, with a backward cant on her crown, the russet Frostfur cried out with her release.