Barrow Fields Lord, show [m]e how to say no to this

Her whines tapered into moans and Kjalarr delighted in the noises, in the knowledge that he was able to have this effect on a complete stranger. Granted, a lot of it was probably hormones (if not most of it) but he was drunk on the flood of them and didn't really care if all it was the instinct to reproduce. He was more than willing to let the primal side take over and when she rose, her tail moved to the side out of the way, inviting him in he pressed his chest against her for a brief moment before he hooked a foreleg around her hip. He grasped her scruff betwixt his jaws and his second foreleg hooked around the other side of her hip as he rose, shifting the bulk of his weight to his back legs. He gave a test thrust to ensure their bodies were aligned properly and once they were a second rock of his hips against hers joined their bodies.