Deepwood Weald [M] Deep in the Shadows

Tucked into his embrace, she snuggled into him, warm and quite satisfied. Their coupling had been wonderfully different than what she was used to and she had felt a short-lived sadness at what she had been missing. She leaned into the kisses on her face and neck, returning her own.

“So…for an old man, you sure haven’t lost your touch.” She laughed at her own lighthearted dig. For a moment, she had been concerned that his age might affect his performance, but she had been pleasantly surprised. 

Speaking of his age, she had a pretty pressing question. She snuggled in deeper before she spoke. “If this results in pups…are you, well, do you want to be involved? It’s okay if not…but you’re welcome to, of course.”