I could feel my face burning as my heat released.

       I slid my thumbs to the rim of my pants and teasingly pulled them down my waist. Making sure to spread my legs for him as I flicked my pants to the side with my foot. I braced myself with my elbows as I sprawled my legs open to him, then moved slightly to rest my silver tail to the side so it wouldn't get in the way.

Gil bit his bottom lip and stroked himself a little faster, placing his other hand on my knee.

       My breath quickened as he slid down my thigh. The calluses gripped at my smooth skin as they found their way to my hip. I watched his hungry eyes as he lowered himself to me. The tip of his nose brushed mine tasting his warm breath.

I felt myself sink back down into the bed, my hips being guided by his palm as he adjusted his prick. I could feel his excitement dribble down on my entrance already, and how badly I just wanted to shove him into me but, I knew it would hurt. Even with the previous stretching. I honestly wasn't sure if it was enough for his manhood.

My fingers traced up his chest, pulling away at the last bit of clothing that kept our skin from touching. He paused, then arched his shoulders forward so I could slide it over his head. I watched as his muscular chest moved as he breathed, my slim fingers traced down his abbs to his waist. When I looked up from my admiration Gil looked odd, worried maybe.

       “ Don't be embarrassed.” I whispered.

With a quick movement, he slicked back his hair, almost like he was avoiding eye contact. My heart suddenly ached. Did he really hate his scars so much?

       “ I’m not embarrassed… I’m ashamed.” He spoke with a raspy voice.

My chest felt heavy as I watched that wall he had in the bath begin to build again. I reached my arms around his neck and the gentle look he gave made my eyes prickle. I placed a soft kiss on his cheek, then his forehead, then his lips.

      ‘ We are all ashamed at something we’ve done but...I’d never been good with such talk. Me blabbering about all that had happened before was anger and I'd never spoken about it before either so it all just rushed out. But he still showed me such affection, even after being so… tainted. I wanted to show him how unfazed about his past I was as well. ‘ I thought

       I deepened my kiss and slid my hands up his ribs and between his shoulder blades, feeling that deep scar that ran from his neck to his hip. Putting his weight to my chest, a satisfying moan rumbled within him as I ran my palms down to his lower back feeling every deep memory of his through my fingertips. Gil’s pulse jumped making his tip brush my entrance again and I playfully nipped at his stubbled chin. His breath was short as he placed soft kisses down my throat. With a small movement of my leg I slowly pushed his thigh to me. His kisses turned into small bites that made me gasp and shiver as he rubbed his cock up and down my hole teasingly. Lathering me in his wetness until he was satisfied. I wasn't sure if I was listening to my own heart or his, either way it was fast and excited. A small push of his hips had me suck in air. I felt him slide in easier than I was expecting and god he felt so good already. He pumped his hips at a slow rhythm, making sure to not go any deeper until I was stretched.

I licked at Gil’s lips hungrily. I wanted more. With a smile he opened his mouth to me and our tongues danced in waves of moans. He slid deeper inside and my senses seemed to be fading. I dug my fingers into his back and wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him all the way inside of me. Gil’s intake of breath made me jump thinking I'd hurt him.

       " Fuck… I'm sorry. You just.. feel so good. I feel like I'll cum already. " he panted on my lips.

      " Oh but didn't you say you can go a few times?" I chuckled, moving my hips onto him. He moaned again and I felt my chest pattering with power. To make him quiver like this. To give him such pleasures. I ran my hands through his hair, rolling my waist again. Moaning as I felt his cock swelling inside of me. I rocked him into me with a steady pace, or panting becoming loud moans and grunts. He bit on my neck and ran his teeth down my shoulder as he started to take over. His thrust became harder, grabbing onto my waist lifting me higher. Somehow he was deeper than before and I felt that rush coming back again with every thrust.

       " I want every drop of you inside of me, Gil. Don't hold back anything. " I said in a panted whisper as he looked down onto me. He groaned and slammed into me hard. I grabbed onto his shoulders for stability as he kept the hard pace. I felt my eyes rolling back from the heat of his body on mine, the uneven panting on my collar.

       “ Fuck i’m going to cum again!” I breathed gritting my teeth.

He moved his face to mine and gave me a devilish smile making me blush. He met my mouth with a moaning kiss as he swelled to his brink.

I felt my cum shoot up my stomach as he released into me. Our moans of pleasure rang through the room as he shuddered , being sure to give me all that I'd asked for. After a moment of catching his breath he sat up and stared down at me with a lustful look. Beads of sweat ran down Gil’s sharp face, his brown hair sticking to the sides of his jaw and kissed the side of his lip.

I felt myself bite my own, frustrated that I wanted more. I watched those green eyes as I trailed my hand up my sticky stomach seductively. Letting out a small gasp as his member twitched inside of me in response.

       “ Turn over” he said in a rugged tone.

I felt my heart flutter nervously because I knew that his mark would soon come. I pulled myself back from his waist and turned over to my knees. I stared down at the white sheets and felt my body becoming hot from embarrassment. This position not only made me feel extremely exposed but, I'd also never been like this before. I felt so.. Submissive...

Gil’s voice whispered seductively behind me, “ God’s your beautiful..”

I let out a small surprised yip when his hand brushed down my tail.

No one has ever touched it but myself when I move it to sit or brush it aside.

Somehow this felt good, the way he gently traced his fingers threw my fur and down my thigh, being sure to brush his knuckles in between my legs.

I let out a soft shiver as he tucked his palm beneath it, lightly pulling it up and to the side. His other hand trailed up from my hip to my spine as he lowered himself to my back. His manhood brushed between my legs as he breathed onto my neck. A sweet sound escaped his lips as he ran a hand up my chest finding my nipple. I fought to bite back a moan but it was useless. His finger swirled around me and my back arched into his hand.