Honeyed Pasture nightking

Hmm that seemed fake. Guys were always looking for what they could poke their dick in next and she had no doubts that this golden trotter had mulled over the idea of sticking his in a few fun holes. He was bound to know that pups would follow after something like that, or at least they were much more likely. Maybe he just didn’t care. That was kinda nice right? A guy who didn’t think things through all the way… lived life on the edge and did what he pleased.
 
“Oh me? I was thinking I’d just see which ones don’t annoy me and I guess they can hang around. The others are gonna have to go,” Piper answered quickly. She glanced toward the stag with a wicked little smirk and then chuckled. She had only thought about pups one time and she knew that it wasn’t something that was likely to happen to her anytime soon. She hadn’t even roped herself a boy yet.