Her stance speaks victory as she makes herself comfortable on top of me. I feel her satisfying gaze on me and I gaze in determination right back, knowing that sometimes patience wins out in the end. I can feel her shock through the very pores of her skin though when I let go my wry remark about being on top and it only makes me chuckle more. Oh yes, just a small victory but a victory none the less. I had expected her to pull away from me or even just look away but admiringly enough she doesn't instead letting me see the way her skin heats up from above. It's cute. Of course I don't know what to make of what happens next as she lowers her muzzle toward me. What's this? A kiss? Shouldn't I be scared of cooties or something? Instead I find myself strangely frozen and intrigued as she presses the side of her muzzle gently to the side of my own.
Our fur mingles and now I feel my own skin heating up as she speaks in a less than modest tone. I swallow and it feels like a tone of bricks going into my stomach all of a sudden. My eyes widen considerably and suddenly my throat feels entirely parched. What does she think she's doing? She's not supposed to turn this around on me! My young pride seems to boil from within as I wish she would at least loosen her muscles some and give me a chance at escape. Yet even as I shift to try to get myself a little more comfortable, I feel her muscles as tight and ready as ever to block my every attempt. So another method then. I'm sure I can arrange that. I start sniffing along her contours, what I can reach of her ribs and fore leg, before running my cold wet nose right in the little dip where her fore leg and ribcage meet, around what would be anyone else's armpit. Tracing my nose along the tender area slowly, I smirk to myself, wondering how she'll take the physical contact.
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Nikandros:the birth certificate says
male:the space between the hind legs reveal
pup:height and weight requirement
scarlet, white, black, and brown:the painting on the fur
blue:the gaze that pierces you
quiet, calculating, solitary:the agenda for the day
QueensxXxArcadianxXxSidorio:the family tree
DarQ:the puppeteer
