Red Son feels a bolt of heat through him as he gets off the last of the WereMonkey's clothes off, another flare of candles around them. The blush is made all the worse as the tank top is torn off and he starts to protest at the ruining of his clothes-
Only to be pinned down with those words in her ears and teeth in her neck. There is a sharp gasp followed by a loud moan as her hands clutch onto his back, tugging at fur, claws digging a bit into the skin. It's a stark reminder. She has experience, but it's minimal and even with how aggressive Saya can get, there is always a certain level of control to them both. This? This feels so much more primal. Speaks to a base part of her. A part that burns and threatens to consume her.
And she wants it to.
Her legs wrap around him easily at the tug, and it probably means the pants are getting torn, but she can't bring herself to care. If anything, she wants that rough desperation as she gives in. "Mine," she growled, hips grinding against him, groaning at the friction against her clothed arousal. "All mine." Her claws run down his back, not enough to draw blood, but certainly enough for him to feel it. "My mate. Make it so I can't forget who I belong to."
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Only to be pinned down with those words in her ears and teeth in her neck. There is a sharp gasp followed by a loud moan as her hands clutch onto his back, tugging at fur, claws digging a bit into the skin. It's a stark reminder. She has experience, but it's minimal and even with how aggressive Saya can get, there is always a certain level of control to them both. This? This feels so much more primal. Speaks to a base part of her. A part that burns and threatens to consume her.
And she wants it to.
Her legs wrap around him easily at the tug, and it probably means the pants are getting torn, but she can't bring herself to care. If anything, she wants that rough desperation as she gives in. "Mine," she growled, hips grinding against him, groaning at the friction against her clothed arousal. "All mine." Her claws run down his back, not enough to draw blood, but certainly enough for him to feel it. "My mate. Make it so I can't forget who I belong to."