[ she’s asserting her needs and it makes the fox’s heart break a beat, addicted to every spurt of adrenaline that made his eyes keen for detail and ears keep twitching at ruffling clothes, at breathing, at her voice, here— ]
It’s good that you know what you want.
[ so do i was on his lips, but he chooses not to say. too much talking distracts him, and in a loop, action distracts him from too much talking. to make up for it, his arms are sudden in grabbing the scruff of her shirt from behind and the same with the apex of her thigh; the movement is gentle enough to not harm but quick and brute enough to show urgency. he’s motioned to throw her torso down to the edge of the bed and keep her backside high with the bend of her knees, held up by his hand slipping past the bands of her undergarments to folds that are wet to the touch.
the lining gets pushed to the side with the hook of his claw as he crawls back to her, keeping his thumb and the panty hem pressed there sideways. behind her now, bent to scent her and rub his face up her leg until he reached her desire, rather than rolling his thumb onto the barely exposed outer lip— he places his tongue there, and glides slowly from bottom to top. ]
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It’s good that you know what you want.
[ so do i was on his lips, but he chooses not to say. too much talking distracts him, and in a loop, action distracts him from too much talking. to make up for it, his arms are sudden in grabbing the scruff of her shirt from behind and the same with the apex of her thigh; the movement is gentle enough to not harm but quick and brute enough to show urgency. he’s motioned to throw her torso down to the edge of the bed and keep her backside high with the bend of her knees, held up by his hand slipping past the bands of her undergarments to folds that are wet to the touch.
the lining gets pushed to the side with the hook of his claw as he crawls back to her, keeping his thumb and the panty hem pressed there sideways. behind her now, bent to scent her and rub his face up her leg until he reached her desire, rather than rolling his thumb onto the barely exposed outer lip— he places his tongue there, and glides slowly from bottom to top. ]