[ When Shoka makes that noise, Nanami picks up the pace. Some deep primal instinct takes hold of him. Oh, that's what Shoka likes, huh... so he should keep doing more of that...
It feels like claiming Shoka - because Shoka's theirs, isn't she? Part of her pack, her mate... feverish heat takes over, and Nanami holds Shoka tight as he thrusts - more roughly now, as the wolf's influence grows.
On one such thrust, he nips at Shoka's neck, at the light scales covering it. Mine, she thinks, and then suddenly worries - has something gotten into him, that's wrong? But with those noises Shoka's making - no, this is right...
A small little growl, and their tails wag hard at good boy. Into Shoka's ear he whispers low: ]
You're good... you're perfect... you're amazing.
[ The pace keeps building, and he's feeling a pressure growing. ]
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It feels like claiming Shoka - because Shoka's theirs, isn't she? Part of her pack, her mate... feverish heat takes over, and Nanami holds Shoka tight as he thrusts - more roughly now, as the wolf's influence grows.
On one such thrust, he nips at Shoka's neck, at the light scales covering it. Mine, she thinks, and then suddenly worries - has something gotten into him, that's wrong? But with those noises Shoka's making - no, this is right...
A small little growl, and their tails wag hard at good boy. Into Shoka's ear he whispers low: ]
You're good... you're perfect... you're amazing.
[ The pace keeps building, and he's feeling a pressure growing. ]