Essek is ready to assist again if needed to guide his alpha's cock inside him, but it seems the makeshift table has been helpful for that, because he barely has to nudge it into place against his opening before the tapered head is sinking in without resistance. He gasps in surprise and sudden pleasure, and he isn't given time to catch his breath, as it only builds from there.
Percival is wasting no time in working his cock back inside him, and almost before he realizes it, Essek has taken all of him again. The real stretch happened the first time, but it is a tight fit still, snug enough for Essek to really feel every thrust when he gets this deep. He's startled by the intensity of the pleasure that begins spiking when the wolf starts to fuck him properly almost too soon. His cunt is still clinging, throbbing, stretching, and that cock forces its way insistently inside him like it's meant to be there, because it is.
"I am going to smell like nothing but you. Everyone will know," Essek reassures him breathlessly, and though there is some amusement in his voice, the thought makes him throb around his mate's cock.
These long, deep strokes satisfy and build the flame of his desire without driving him to climb the bed (the blanket, but still) just yet, and Essek is glad to have the mental capacity to really admire his partner, to press his face into his soft fur and breathe in, to look down between his legs and watch the way his cock sinks into him, almost mesmerizing. Before tonight, he would never have believed he could fit so much inside him.
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Percival is wasting no time in working his cock back inside him, and almost before he realizes it, Essek has taken all of him again. The real stretch happened the first time, but it is a tight fit still, snug enough for Essek to really feel every thrust when he gets this deep. He's startled by the intensity of the pleasure that begins spiking when the wolf starts to fuck him properly almost too soon. His cunt is still clinging, throbbing, stretching, and that cock forces its way insistently inside him like it's meant to be there, because it is.
"I am going to smell like nothing but you. Everyone will know," Essek reassures him breathlessly, and though there is some amusement in his voice, the thought makes him throb around his mate's cock.
These long, deep strokes satisfy and build the flame of his desire without driving him to climb the bed (the blanket, but still) just yet, and Essek is glad to have the mental capacity to really admire his partner, to press his face into his soft fur and breathe in, to look down between his legs and watch the way his cock sinks into him, almost mesmerizing. Before tonight, he would never have believed he could fit so much inside him.