Redhawk Caldera Year in review [m]

Fox giggled when he blew on her, amused by his stupid jokes even in the most awkward of situations. In fact, it probably made the situation less awkward. Once he backed off enough, Fox flipped herself over, but didn't get up off of the ground. Rather, her front half remained on the ground, and her rump was right up in the air, her tail moved out of the way so that she was *ahem* fully visible to him. "Tell me what you do want, what you like." She paused on that for a moment, her hips slowly swaying from side to side. If she hadn't smelled so obviously like a bitch in heat, it might have looked as though she was getting ready for an intense play session. That wasn't entirely untrue, but this was a bit different than the play sessions she normally had with packmates.

“I want you,” she began, her voice a throaty growl, “to fuck me so hard I can’t think. And then I want you to ride me even harder.” Just talking dirty caused her hips to gyrate against the empty air, wanting him even more now. “When you think you can’t keep going, make it last longer.” Fox licked her lips, finding it more and more difficult to hold still. If Peregrine didn't hop on it soon, she'd probably start humping him. And that certainly wasn't going to put them any further toward their goal of getting her with child. Fox bit her lip, big grey eyes locked on Perry's for as long as he stayed in front of her.