In His Arms
his voice. his arms. the dampness of his fur. his smile. i stopped myself from disturbing his sleep and lay still, taking in the sensational smell of him. it was beautiful. we were on the floor, the poodle's back to the wall.
His Domain
his eyes were shut tight, his face clenched into as much of a grimace as he could manage with his mouth in use.
His fault
I forgot about his scent and his body pressing against mine. his paw accelerated with every second, i gripped at his beffy forearm and began to hump on his grip, that sensation... i've missed it a bit too much.
His Favorite
._ tennith crooned to himself as his daughter trembled just beneath his broad paw. "papa?"
His Guilt
May i never forget his guilt.
His Keeper.txt
A shiver ran down his body, and his cheeks flushed. adjusting his robe, he opened the door to peak in. his eyes gazed at the site that shortened his breath.
Not His Problem
Frank shook his head emphatically , his ears plastered to his skull. i watched this little scene marveling at the lupine's dedication to his master.
For His Master
But also he wanted to push himself to the very edge of his sanity so that when his master returned he could give his master the best orgasm that his master deserved.
His Counsel
He swayed his ass again, feeling that laser-focus following him around, staring at his ass. the bat lifted his tail a little higher, showing off his puckering hole, and then smacked his ass. "if you want it...promise me you'll obey."
For His Pleasure
Elliot looked down at his sheath. the brown fur was wet and glistening all the way to his balls, but his dick had never actually left his sheath. he rubbed it between the pads of his fingers, and while it did feel nice, he knew frank was right.
His Apprentice
Koun moved back in front of his mentor, his teacher, and got onto his knees, still in his own pyjamas. the tenting in his own clothes was obvious, but for now he ignored it, his attention focused on elias and his pulsing cock.
His Pledge
Along his mighty paw wore a decorative gauntlet, gilt in gold and draped around his pointer, ending in a sharp point. i was such an idiot! i looked at him directly in the eyes, he hates when his servants do that!