Hideaway Strath Everything waiting, shakin' as it drops

Kyn likes the way he can see her puff up with excitement. The raising of her tail and the cute glint she gets in her eyes. It makes him fall madly in love with her, as if he already wasn’t. Still, his point still stands.

Then she moving towards him. He’s slow right now, just waking up and not fast enough to get his dodge in before she’s grabbing onto his back. Her teeth bite at his scruff and he dares to say, he feels his nether regions stir inappropriately. He can’t help it, the last time he got pulled like that Derg was behind him and doing unspeakable acts. A memory he wants to laugh about; he’s sure Simmik would love to hear about that. He’s sure she’d at least find it entertaining. 

“Oh,” He purrs. “Keep doing that.” He chuckles against her.

Still, not only is he slow, tired, now distracted, but his pregnant wife is beating his ass. He needs to gently pick up the slack. Yet, he’s terrified to hurt her, so he might just take it easy and let her win, but exert her enough to make her tired enough to sleep. 

So, he’s bucking in her grasp like a wild bull. Shaking his head until he’s teaching back and curling in on himself to try his luck to bite at one of her closest hind legs.