Shiro yawns and lays down on Hanoka's lap in his wolf form. He gave a wolf huff relaxing more.
Hanoka was relaxing sitting on the couch that she looks seeing her snow fluff in his wolf form. She tilts her head to smile, lowering one hand to start scratch his ears gently seeing how precious she was. She was wearing one of his shirts wearing knee high black kitten socks. Her hair was out while humming.
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She didn't say anything hearing the dirty talk that Shiro said that it honestly turned her on. Feeling the slick wetness running down her thighs while she looks up at him, purring like a good little kitten.
"Oh my, snow fluff. You sure know how to turn a woman on. I wonder what you'll do to me if you talk like that.."
~Eyes(your muse making mine look them in the eyes during)
Hanoka's face was flushed, writs tied above her head while laying on her back. Her soft whimpers slipping past her lips as he was just pounding away into her already sensitive slit. She tried to look to the side but she couldn't break away from his gaze. The burning heated lust shown in them. This only made her whine wanting more of Shiro to punish her like the naughty kitten she was.
~Dominance(your muse taking the lead and dominating mine)
She only giggled hearing this but gasped seeing him taking dominance in the heated event. Hanoka just looks at him to sit on his lap, her shirt resting on her lower arms exposing the bra she was wearing. She leans her body in close so her chest presses up against his own.
"Well, if your going to be like that...then lets see just how dominant you are, Snow fluff." She moves one of her hands up to bite one of her fingers showing a lustful sub expression.
"Be sure you break. me. good. Daddy~" she whispered.
Clarke convincing Bellamy to make a snow angel with her after the first snowfall
Bellamy grumbling about soggy clothes and catching colds but eventually crawling down next to her bc secretly he’s excited about the snow, tooÂ
Clarke teaching him how to swing his limbs through the snow, and hiding her laughs when he awkwardly mimics her movements
Bellamy sneaking furtive glances at Clarke bc snowflakes are getting caught in her eyelashes and Bell can barely keep his arms moving for how beautiful Clarke is
Clarke smiling up at the sky and Bellamy thinking how it kind of fits that such a healing angel would be making one of snow
Bellamy promptly blushing and gruffly making excuses to leave, but pausing when they get up and he sees their imprints beneath them, how their wings seem to touch just slightly
Bellamy smirking and joking to cover his smile, and Clarke letting him stalk away with snow on his butt (because otherwise that would imply she’d checked our his butt and noticed which OBVIOUSLY she hadn’t, so)