Dragoncrest Cliffs [m] salt settling

Pain grew like spreading fire in his joints, fatigue and exhaustion crept beneath the surface of his skin, but he paid them no mind under her order. 

The crashing and receding grew faster in pace to match her demands and Pepper felt a flush of sensation engulf the entirety of his lower half, back legs buckling with intensity as he scrambled to push into her. 

A growl matched her cry as attempts to pull free were met by a tight hold. The wolf was left with no option but to push further, instinct outright forcing him as the sensation begged to be felt, to be coaxed out fully. 

Several more heavy, finalizing bucks left the wolf to fill the Emerald ocean, and he gripped hard into her nape with dull teeth as a reaction to the flood of feeling—only for a moment, though, before it wavered and the mask of adrenaline fell away. His heightened heart rate played violently in his ears, old muscles bathed in searing hot exhaustion. He practically fell limp upon her back as he released her from his grasp, head resting into her fur, wet and matted with his own drool. 

His body had mostly given in, though they remained joined, a convulsing, uncontrolled but rhythmic sputtering to be swallowed by her form.