[Later, Natsume will find time to be embarrassed -- about the scandalous, lewd, taboo nature of this, about how wild and feral he feels, panting and growling as he thrusts hard down into his boyfriend. Now that he's sure it's not too much, that Junpei's not in pain, that he's not feeling anything but pure pleasure, Natsume doesn't bother holding back.
His nails dig into the ground, leaving claw marks on the smooth tile, hips working quick and punishing and deep, jackrabbit-fast. The fur does a lot to muffle any lewd noises, but there's still the sound of that long, thick, inhuman cock plunging inside Junpei's body over and over again. Not to mention the slick sound of dragon-tongue lolling against Junpei's bare shoulders.
There's the slightest brush of teeth too, at that old scar where neck and shoulder meet, an echo of that first time, all those months ago, before this home was theirs. Before everything, there were Natsume's hesitant kitten-licks at a fresh wound.]
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His nails dig into the ground, leaving claw marks on the smooth tile, hips working quick and punishing and deep, jackrabbit-fast. The fur does a lot to muffle any lewd noises, but there's still the sound of that long, thick, inhuman cock plunging inside Junpei's body over and over again. Not to mention the slick sound of dragon-tongue lolling against Junpei's bare shoulders.
There's the slightest brush of teeth too, at that old scar where neck and shoulder meet, an echo of that first time, all those months ago, before this home was theirs. Before everything, there were Natsume's hesitant kitten-licks at a fresh wound.]