Emberwood (MATURE MATURE MATURE) Alarm clocks Screaming, Monsters calling my name

Heat courses through his body as his own manhood becomes unsheathed, hips bucking and asshole twitching with each flick of the Brindle man's tongue beneath his tail. He's desperate now, moans becoming pleading whimpers as Donovan pulls away and don't stop, don't you dare stop and for a second he groans in longing. 
Holy shit since when did he become a desperate little otter? 
A nudge, and he braces himself, and oh gods its right there, pressing and prodding and he's practically panting with how bad he wants it. 
He turns, looking over his shoulder, eyes darkened with lust. 
"Fuck, Donovan. Please. Please fuck me. Just...fuck me." 
He's practically writhing in desperation, Brilliant red member twitching helpless against his stomach.