Golden Beowolf

"Oh. I mean, oh. Like that. Well, if you're down, I would be happy to get service those needs. I do like seeing you shiver. You have a very cute face when you do and my golden good boy deserves to be serviced." Dead Master's wings started flapping again. She couldn't stop thinking about making Gaud blush and shiver by teasing touches.

A bit more chuckling escapes Gaud hearing her reaction to that. "You service such needs plenty, Dee, but I'm not about to turn more down." Leaning forward and down to kiss her. Moving both his hands down to her thighs so he can grip them and lift her. "The bed, I would assume, is our destination?"

"You shivered there, my golden, good boy. Just a little. Are you sure they're are only a little chilled? What if. . ." Her fingers trailed from his neck to his exposed collar bone. Just gently stroking along the skin. "That give you more a shiver~?"

"Not because the temperature, Love." Another slight shiver, an inhale included this time, as he lifts his head a bit. "I said earlier, I like how your claws feel on my skin. It excites me feeling them graze over my more... vulnerable spots~"

"Good to know you're honest with me." Dead rested her hands on his chest and then moved to his neck. Just to tease him a little with her cold touch. "How do they feel now? Are they ice cold?"

There is a slight shiver from Gaud feeling her hands rise up his neck, but he doesn't pull away whatsoever. He simply gives a soft hum, as if trying to think for a few seconds. "They're a little chilled, but nothing I'm not used to."

"As long as you are comfortable, that's all I'm looking for, my darling. If I do anything that makes you even so much as wince then I would like you to be vocal about it. Considering I'm very much handsy."

"I'd think that if I wasn't liking something that was happening to my dick I'd be quite vocal about it." Gaud chuckles, pulling his Wife closer by her waist. "Your hands are fine, Dee, and I enjoy how you touch me with them."

"Its kinda perverted. I just don't wanna try my luck and give you the world's most uncomfortable, cold handy. But you said they get cold sometimes so maybe when things get steamy, my hands warm up. I wished I knew. Damned curse got me feeling insecure now."

"Exactly what I was thinking then, and to that I'd say you don't need to worry too much. It's usually only when you've been outside for a while, or during winter nights, when your hands start to feel colder. Actually kinda like how they feel 'round me otherwise."

"I'm glad that you like the coldness. It was more of the concerns over another thing but I shouldn't have worried to much. We both know I'm more of a tongue user."

"Concerns over another thing? I can think of a few things, but a part of me thinks it's something else."

"Be honest with me. How do my skelly hands feel? Are they cold and hard or warm and soft? I have no feeling in my hands due to lack of nerves but I've heard mixed reviews of being either-or."

"They're hard, and they can be cold at times, but I don't mind either one bit. Besides, I'm pretty sure we both know how much I like those claws against my skin."

|| This pose is nice too

|| Experimenting on angles