Gyrfalcon's Keep you said i was the [m]ost exotic flower

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please let me know if these assumptions aren't okay! <3

as she had known, her season finally came; the tells starting in previous days. surely @dreven had known? snow was stirred awake by the throb within her, it did not help being nestled to dreven's side. choking back a low whine, she whispered for the behemoth to wake up.

did she need him this moment? no, but the desire that set her skin aflame irritated her enough to wake him. atka moved to stand up, glancing towards their exit.

❝come with me?❞ softly she whispered to his ear.

You and Snow can pp him and assume much in most anything, <3

She didn't need to wake him long. He was up in a moment, red eyes glaring around them. Fearful that something had happened. Then the tickling scent caught his nose and he turned to look into Snow's face. His brain shutting off and putting only one thing into the forefront of his mind.

He stood and didn't even think, before he was following at her heels. A soft nip to her hip bone, moving to glide beside her and then around her. Watchful as they walked. His own thoughts bombarding him in a myriad of ways, but two stood out. She was his and he wanted her. And no one else could come near her.

his crimson eyes looking to her only made the shyness sharper within her, it had never faded. the power that she felt from him only enthralled her. under his gaze she felt so small; it only grew the lust. her eyes followed him in that moment, turning back ahead as he nipped her hip hone. did she feel shame for that? maybe, but it was to intense to deny. 

she led him down the keep, meeting tree's edges. she didn't know what to say in the moment, praying that he would not ask for words. atka only turned to press her head to his chest, a motion she was rather used too. his warmth and figure did nothing but calm her now.

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Where Dreven was take what was given, enjoy the pleasures of life, because you never knew. Atka was shyer, calmer thought things through. Perhaps given a time he'd be born different anywhere else, from anyone else. Maybe he'd have found shame in the way he was carnal lust, but he didn't, he hadn't and he wouldn't. All those months ago he told her she was different, that his sins would wipe off on her.

Dreven was lost in carnal thoughts. Not himself at least fully. He had no words to gove her. He was high on the scent she gave off. But some small part of him knew to be careful with her as always.

Downy fur into broad chest and he slid his muzzle back her spine. Gentle pressure, gentle nips. Large forelegs encircled her in a wolfish hug. He didn't press the envelope uet, knowing she needed time. But he waited for her quiet agreement.

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can fade whenever you'd like!

atka was short of being overwhelmed by his presence as he moved around her, brushing her fur with a gentle pressure and soft nips. that did not lower the intesity; sharp, breathy sighs escaped her easily with him. she wanted this, as she always did.

snow's ears retreated to her skull as she turned towards him to offer many kisses to his chin as he leaned above her. she hoped that was an answer in itself, if not, the pleading eyes he would surely recognize.

❝please, dreven.❞ atka offered into the night, words whiny and gentle.

And there was the agreement he sought and with a gentleness he usually didn't hold. He offered her all he could. Until they were saited and relaxed. He curled around her. Briefly wondering if he was ready and if this would really happen. She'd be a great mom.

she looked upon the moonlit face of her lover fondly as she curled up beside him. the afterglow only making the fondness more intense. the previous virgin-shame was not present any longer; atka leaned against him, turning herself to preen through and kiss the fur along his neck.

no words were exchanged just now, unless perhaps dreven had something to say. this was a moment she was just content to dote on him, the worries and responsibilities would follow for her later.