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Post by Arctic Fang on Mar 10, 2009 10:43:01 GMT -5
*~[Desoto]~*
Desoto felt a power overcome him. Quickly his heart quickened it's pace. A lust made him feel like the blood was pumping much faster through his veins. The urge to take her was strong but his mind was fighting it. It wasn't the right time. They had only just met. She was different then any other femme that he's ever met. Desoto found himself searching for reasons to remain a gentle-beast. He longed for her to be completely ready, ripe for the picking so that his seed my take hold the first time.
Deeply Desoto bent his head, her paw still on his chest, causing a bit of resistance, which drove him even closer to the edge. Softly he whispered into her ear. "No female has even made me this crazy...." Tenderly he growled as his cheek nuzzled hers.
No. He would wait until she was positively ready, in every manner. Soto lifted his head and simply starred lovingly at her before he reluctantly stepped off of her. Slowly he pranced forward, looking back at her from over his broad muscular shoulder. "Are you ready for our walk?" Mentally Soto shook his head. She made him feel almost dizzy with desire.
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