#mangher

The melting snow and frost on him run down as droplets of water over his nude body. The unfortunate side of shifting, but he minded not. He instead leans down, capturing Caspian's lips with his own. Caspian's scent was warm and cozy, compared to his wet, icy, mixed with the cold fresh scent of wind. He purrs, somewhere low in his throat. A large scarred hand pushes its way under the shirt Caspian is wearing.

The contrast is huge, his hand being cold compared to the warm skin of his bride. His thumb finds a nipple and rolls it lazily. He licks into Caspian's mouth like a starving man, wanting to taste everything. His weight pressing down on his wife, letting them feel everything; every throb, every twitch, every muscle rippling with each move.

Caspian had simply been enjoying the warmth and comfort of soft furs and bedding, the cold outside leaving the Selkie farm more drowsy than he wanted to admit, but at least it never really seemed like Yanwang minded the fact he was content staying inside.

He'd barely shifted to look toward the source of sound, lips parting in a yawn before at least starting to question if it was his beloved ( no, he still hadn't yet admitted his own feelings ) returning after so long doing who knows what, but clearly words weren't needed .

The chill behind Yanwang's touch sent a shiver through his body at first, almost wanting to reach up and smack him for ruining the warmth he'd been enjoying, but Caspian couldn't seem to think straight any more - not when ... It actually felt good . A small whine fell free, muffled by the kiss, body unintentionally arching into the feline's touch, a silent plea for more of his lover's touch.

Now, he was holding said husband. Kazuyuki was sitting with his legs crossed, a comfortable spot for Naruki to sit, he'd argue. Chest against back, Kazuyuki leaned his head slightly against Naruki's, his chin on their shoulder. One hand was gently groping and squeezing at a pec, the middle finger rubbing over a pebbling nipple. The other hand was busy stroking Naruki's erection, smearing cum over the tip and using it as lubricant for a more gentle glide during up and down strokes.

"You came a decent amount still," the fox almost purrs, his own erection pressing against Naruki's lower back. But he was far too into pleasing his husband to care. Besides, husband's needs came before the wife anyway -- or so he had heard. Soft plump lips press kisses on the esper's warm and slightly damp neck.

"Let's go for one more," Kazuyuki whispered, licking his lips, the fangs peeking from behind his lip. The twist of his wrist, the grip firm though not too much. The hand that had been playing with their chest moved up to the bobbing throat. Clawed fingers gently hold onto it, the thumb pressed against chin to turn the head towards him.

Kazuyuki licked at Naruki's lips, the corner of their mouth and the drool that had dripped past red bitten lips. "You're so cute like this, my dear... Did you want me to fuck you?" the question is crude and harsh almost, a rarity to be heard from Kazuyuki. The fingers create a tighter circle around the base of the esper's cock, stopping them from cumming just yet. "Or..." lips brush against a red ear, a tongue following behind quick, dipping in too just briefly before sharp teeth nip at the lobe, "did you want to fuck me instead?" the strokes resume, faster this time. "Did you want to fill your wife, Naruki? Did you want to breed me? See me crying when you make me feel good?"

Kazuyuki keeps stroking Naruki through their orgasm. "Good boy~." And a kiss is pressed on Naruki's temple. "Such a darling~."

bowed forward, body trembling as naruki's hand works on his body . . . he's only being held up by the way the fox is holding onto him, a whine falling from the esper's lips as naruki's hand continued to stroke his softening cock — albeit, it's hardening again in the other's warm palm.

"wai . . ." naruki gasps, hand gripping the other's wrist but lacking strength to push the fox's hand away from his body. a whine falling from his lips when kazuyuki renews his vigor in stroking him to completion, tilting his head to sloppily kiss the other, "ka-kazu . . . ca-can't . . ." the man whines, hips twitching as the other's hand continued to slide up and down his semi-erect cock.

"g-gonna . . ." he stammers, voice hoarse and a WHINE falls from his lips when kazuyuki's hand stops, stopping him from spilling, "wh-why," he chokes out, trying to grind into the other's hand, trying to get himself over the edge, "please . . ." he sobs, "anything . . . anything," he pleads, anything that'll let him cum.

"eep!!" he yelps when kazuyuki started moving his hand again, fast and aggressive. "too . . . too fast!!" he cries out, tears welling in his eyes. pain and pleasure swells in his figure, he's way too overstimulated ; but he CRAVES to cum so bad.

As much as Nethalia always hated whenever Hrafn had to leave for extended periods, she knew he had things he needed to do, always believed he would be able to come home to her, but there was no need to think about the worries that arose now that he was back.

Leaning back against broad chest her own tail came to wrap around her beloved husband's waist, delighted purrs beginning to rumble as she nuzzled against him in return - only to turn her head and press a kiss against his temple.

He leans forward, thumb brushing gently over a warm cheek. His lips touch light on Caspian's own. But he's greedy. He's been getting away more and more with his antics and desires. It's evident in the way he presses forward, the kiss turning more firm. His lips part and the textured feline tongue slips past theirs, licking its way deeper in.

Yanwang pushes the boundaries still. He presses closer to his queen and wife, barely letting up or breaking the kiss. Greedily he wants more. Caspian is pushed down into soft pillows, warm blankets and furs. Fingers grip their jaw, holding him in place even when he pulls back just enough to allow Caspian to breathe. He licks over reddened lips, purrs at the taste lingering on his tongue. Caspian's head is tilted back, baring their vulnerable throat for him to mark.

Maybe he should have been a little more angry at just how forward the feline was becoming, so clearly emboldened by what leeway had been given, but there was a truth Caspian had only just begun realizing he could no longer ignore - he'd come to love this utterly frustrating man.

Words of greeting had barely even begun to leave him only to be silenced nigh on immediately, entire body going rigid for but a brief moment before eventually relenting, allowing the kiss to deepen, to drag onward, even allowing his head to be moved in a way to expose his throat.

Hands clung tight to broad shoulders, features flushed and breathing labored, but he made no attempts to stop it. Caspian knew if he allowed the mark to be inflicted there was no going back, but ... Maybe it wasn't so bad . Instead of pushing him away, thrashing, complaining , he brought the other closer, releasing a quiet whine as sharp teeth grazed his skin at first.

As Do-gon was flying back to his nest and wife, the color of gold caught his attention briefly. Being one for everything shiny, and gold especially, his gigantic bulk turned to investigate further. Apparently it was a traveler. Someone taking a break. Do-gon huffed, the sound similar to that of a whale exhaling when they came up to the surface to breathe. He lands with grace a creature his size shouldn't have. Scaly lips pull up to bare teeth as his head lowers and a low rumble starts from deep within. No moving. Because he needed to know if the stranger could be trusted so close to his home and mate.

【💫】 ━━ Huddled on some rocks, Aether ate sparingly, not wanting to take in too much lest their supply run low. Golden eyes noticed something overhead, yet the Traveler was not afraid━━they'd seen many a beast, and brute, so nothing really terrified.

Drinking from the waterskin they possessed, they sipped the wine within, making sure to take enough to quench and not gulp.

The ground trembled when the dragon alighted nearby, and Aether raised their head to meet a strong gaze, not faltering. A soft quirk to their lips, a tinkle of the earring worn as the Traveler tilted their head in greeting.

It's tiring. He's exhausted. So it's no wonder it happens, her seeing him in such a state that tells the skilled healer of the family just how sick he actually is.

The large form of a fox stares at her, head hanging low and with sticky brown spit dripping past lips and teeth that are slowly turning more yellow. He's thin, far too thin in physically in this form. The fur thinned out in places one could almost see his skin.

Takuya sighs. He lifts his head and within a moment or two, he's in his human form, brushing off invisible dust of his person. He doesn't look at Himari. Just walks inside in silence.

Something was up. She'd known something was up when she received an official summons from the Miyako head. At first, she'd attributed her suspicions to be about the main topic at hand: the breaking of ties between the Miyako Clan and Dan. In retrospect, she should have known that was just the tip of a very messed up iceberg.

Here, now, the youngest among them finally received her answers. Fingers clenched into fists.

Why didn't he say something? Why didn't he come to her? Why'd he let it get this bad?

Fury and concern warred for dominance upon the fox spirit's features, darkening like storm clouds looming over the horizon.

They're all the same! Keeping things from her as though she can't be trusted. As if she can't be of help. Babying her.

Himari inhales deeply to quell her rising temper. She does not block Takuya from walking inside. Rather, she waits for him to step in further before sliding the doors close....and promptly launching a sharp kick to his lower back.

"Ani-ue, you fool!!!"

The cap of the bottle touches his abs, and with a quick motion downwards, it pops off the bottle. The frizzy drink hiss as pressure is released. A papercup is taken next and Freki pours Tatiana a drink.

His skin stings, and there's a red mark running over his stomach now, but he is not paying attention to that. Because all of his attention is on his wife. His goddess. Freki's cheeks are heating up and his tail is starting to wag.

This pic-nic date was a great idea!

Oh, it was certainly far from the first time she'd gotten quite the lovely show of her darling mate's body ( though admittedly she wished it was far more often ) , but that didn't stop the usually composed and playful feline from staring at him almost in awe. Goodness , he really was wonderfully built, wasn't he?

Trying to contain herself however Tatiana reached out to run fingers ever so gently along the reddened section of skin, purposely cooling her touch to help ease the irritation before placing a kiss against her beloved husband's cheek.