The sound of his name cooed from her pale lips is as intoxicating as her scent consuming the cave. He can hear it echo softly as he now has come to rest behind her. Gently kisses placed at her hips. Waiting for her acceptance...
Take me Klaudius. She purrs. He grins hungrily.
With the subtle rocking back of her hindquarters and displacement of her cream tail he knows he is needed. This interaction would not be like the one with his sister. There would be no armor plates. No forceful hold. It would be a mutual exchange of passions of the flesh. There was no need to rush, so he lingers. His upper lip brushing a swirl on the up curve of her hip from spine. Soon to drag almost untouching down the slope of her rump. Just brushing past where her tail would normally rest. Continuing down her inner thigh to her hock. There he stops movement of his lips to place kisses along the inside portion of her left hind-limb. He wants to feel her tremor with want. Getting weak at the knees with each placement of another kiss. His eyes slide from his work to the recipient of it. To gauge the pleasure that is being had...
Satisfied he starts to move back up her leg. This time with his tongue pressed against the tender skin of her thighs. Dragging it along to taste the anxious sweat seeping from her pores. Soon he is rounding up her buttocks. Ending with kisses just aside her vulnerable parts. With a deep breath he draws in her scent. Everything was perfect. She was perfect.
With a structural arch of his muscular neck his chest leans into her rump. Wings outstretched slightly for balance. Forelimbs pushing him upwards to slide atop her. They curl to seat perfectly around her waist. Hindlimbs pushing his body evermore closer to hers. The parting of her thighs guiding him. Hard with a need to sate, he enters her. With each strategic thrust bringing him deeper inside her. Her slight leaning against him creates an easy rocking motion as he buries himself within her warm embrace. The friction created against their tender flesh ignited sensations one does not get outside of this interaction. When two bodies become one.
His grip tightens along her hips as ectasy is not far. Short puffs of air escape his nares with each thrust until a final one causes him to reach for a cream tendril of her mane with his teeth. Using the lock of hair to pull him harder into her. A grunt escapes his lips as his bloodline passes into her. Releasing his grip on her mane as his hips cease motion. His body foaming with perspiration. For a moment he rests atop her. Catching his breath before sliding himself out of her as he pushed himself backwards. His chin coming to stay on top her rump. Placing several gentle kisses along her sensitive flesh...
@[Sabra]