Redhawk Caldera green-eyed monster

To Grimm's surprise and mild horror, Elwood did as he was bid. Her eyes widened as he passed her, dutifully attending to her spine and rear. The primal rush of physical excitement mixed with dread. Grimm was not the sentimental type, hardened by a crass and open family, but even she could sense that throwing away this single opportunity at a First Time was ill-advised.

Nevertheless, she was not going to be the one that chickened out. Grimm widened her stance, tail held aloft, defiance in her eyes as she glanced back down her own spine at the wolf that would mount her. What're you waiting for? it said - shitshitshitshitshit, said the other 98% of her brain, conscious and not.