[ A flare of possessiveness colors their connection, the bright flicker he catches as all of his senses flow out with the tide, pleasure sweeping across his nerves. Just as before, instead of filling him with dread or disgust, it puts a finer point on his need, the burn of it lasting longer. He wants to curl into her, let her sink her teeth into his skin and draw blood. To leave deep marks, ones that will take time to fade.
Riding the swell of that, along with the teasing suction of her mouth, has him squirming through the last moments of his release, the overstimulation a sweet kind of pain. Panting, his fingers loosen their hold on her curls, his thumb slowly tracing the sweaty edge of her hairline. Floral sweetness fills his lungs, her scent permeating the air in a way that makes him feel he can't get enough of it.
Slowly, he comes back to himself, peering down as he hears the sweep of something across the sheets. A breathy chuckle escapes as he sees she's sprouted a tail, the appendage wagging in her delight and rustling the fabric in the process. Shifting his hand from her neck to settle on the curve of her jaw, he swipes at a bit of moisture at the corner of her lips, his own tilting up in fond amusement. ]
[His compliment just gets the appendage in question swaying a little faster, the corner of her mouth quirking up further beneath his thumb. The shift of her head is just enough that she can brush a gentle kiss to the pad of it, lingering close as she speaks.] You think? Might not be as cute when the afterglow fades.
[Not that she's going to give that much of a chance to happen. She has to untwine her arms from his legs and put some intense focus into the shape of her left hand; while he seems to enjoy the bestial features overall, they'll be an impediment to the whim that's currently swept her up. Claws recede and fur thins until the golden shimmer of her skin is visible along the full length of her fingers again—her bright pink nails deliberately blunted.
She gives the digits an experimental flex and wiggle to test their new shape before settling her elbows underneath her. While one hand has returned to something more humanoid, the other remains under vulpine influence as she uses it to keep the panties stretched out of her way, prompting a tickle of destructive glee as the lace snags and snaps beneath her claws. For a moment her hungry gaze falls back between his legs, watching the slow drag of her knuckles along the lean line of muscle at his inner thigh as they venture higher and higher.
When the tips of her first two fingers brush the rim of his entrance, she's delighted to find it still well-lubricated—delight that's clear in her sparkling eyes and wolfish grin when she looks back up to his face and applies just a tease of pressure.]
[ Kalmiya, not cute? Somehow an impossibility. Especially difficult to imagine right now, with her impish smile pressed to his thumb. The curve of which becomes distinctly mischievous when she flexes her one hand, human shaped fingers fanning out, the other remaining with a claw snagged on the thin strip of fabric near the thong's panel. She barely exerts any pressure at all before the lace and cloth give way with a clean pop, the loose front bit fluttering to cover his balls.
Already caught in a bemused huff, the light drag along the inside of his thigh prompts a hiccuped laugh, muscles reflexively jumping at the contact. Shifting a bit, he props himself up some, leaning heavily on one elbow as her fingertips lightly graze his rim. Sucking in a breath, it's immediately released when she shoots him a toothy grin, adding pressure to the exploratory touch. A sigh shudders out of him and he doesn't hesitate to rock his hips downwards, the unnatural lubrication making the push against his hole easier. Greedy, he relaxes, letting out a moan as he feels the muscles give and her fingers start to slip in. ]
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Date: 2026-02-17 05:07 am (UTC)Riding the swell of that, along with the teasing suction of her mouth, has him squirming through the last moments of his release, the overstimulation a sweet kind of pain. Panting, his fingers loosen their hold on her curls, his thumb slowly tracing the sweaty edge of her hairline. Floral sweetness fills his lungs, her scent permeating the air in a way that makes him feel he can't get enough of it.
Slowly, he comes back to himself, peering down as he hears the sweep of something across the sheets. A breathy chuckle escapes as he sees she's sprouted a tail, the appendage wagging in her delight and rustling the fabric in the process. Shifting his hand from her neck to settle on the curve of her jaw, he swipes at a bit of moisture at the corner of her lips, his own tilting up in fond amusement. ]
The tail suits you, somehow.
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Date: 2026-03-01 06:43 am (UTC)[Not that she's going to give that much of a chance to happen. She has to untwine her arms from his legs and put some intense focus into the shape of her left hand; while he seems to enjoy the bestial features overall, they'll be an impediment to the whim that's currently swept her up. Claws recede and fur thins until the golden shimmer of her skin is visible along the full length of her fingers again—her bright pink nails deliberately blunted.
She gives the digits an experimental flex and wiggle to test their new shape before settling her elbows underneath her. While one hand has returned to something more humanoid, the other remains under vulpine influence as she uses it to keep the panties stretched out of her way, prompting a tickle of destructive glee as the lace snags and snaps beneath her claws. For a moment her hungry gaze falls back between his legs, watching the slow drag of her knuckles along the lean line of muscle at his inner thigh as they venture higher and higher.
When the tips of her first two fingers brush the rim of his entrance, she's delighted to find it still well-lubricated—delight that's clear in her sparkling eyes and wolfish grin when she looks back up to his face and applies just a tease of pressure.]
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Date: 2026-03-01 08:26 am (UTC)[ Kalmiya, not cute? Somehow an impossibility. Especially difficult to imagine right now, with her impish smile pressed to his thumb. The curve of which becomes distinctly mischievous when she flexes her one hand, human shaped fingers fanning out, the other remaining with a claw snagged on the thin strip of fabric near the thong's panel. She barely exerts any pressure at all before the lace and cloth give way with a clean pop, the loose front bit fluttering to cover his balls.
Already caught in a bemused huff, the light drag along the inside of his thigh prompts a hiccuped laugh, muscles reflexively jumping at the contact. Shifting a bit, he props himself up some, leaning heavily on one elbow as her fingertips lightly graze his rim. Sucking in a breath, it's immediately released when she shoots him a toothy grin, adding pressure to the exploratory touch. A sigh shudders out of him and he doesn't hesitate to rock his hips downwards, the unnatural lubrication making the push against his hole easier. Greedy, he relaxes, letting out a moan as he feels the muscles give and her fingers start to slip in. ]