[ She's breathless when he touches her, almost hyperventilating when she gasps for more air, filling herself more and more up with him. Her head tilts backwards when he grabs hold of her neck, moaning when he presses himself all along her body, whining because she needs more to sustain herself. Much more, actually, but she knows it's not her place to force things along. He's the leader, the master, and she needs to follow him and do as he says. They are mates, after all. ]
I know. [ It's said almost like she's a puppet, shaping out the words and phrases she knows Scott wants her to say. Lifeless. But it's not just what he wants - it's all Allison too, and she nuzzles his cheek just a touch, to show her affection. Hes humanized love for him. She's his - he owns her in many different ways, as both a human and a wolf, in both emotion and physicality. She's his, he's hers.
A hand flies up to his head, holding him in place so she can take a whiff of his own neck. Her back arches in neediness, and she shakes her hips around his member, trying so desperately to get the attention she dearly wants. ]
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[ She's breathless when he touches her, almost hyperventilating when she gasps for more air, filling herself more and more up with him. Her head tilts backwards when he grabs hold of her neck, moaning when he presses himself all along her body, whining because she needs more to sustain herself. Much more, actually, but she knows it's not her place to force things along. He's the leader, the master, and she needs to follow him and do as he says. They are mates, after all. ]
I know. [ It's said almost like she's a puppet, shaping out the words and phrases she knows Scott wants her to say. Lifeless. But it's not just what he wants - it's all Allison too, and she nuzzles his cheek just a touch, to show her affection. Hes humanized love for him. She's his - he owns her in many different ways, as both a human and a wolf, in both emotion and physicality. She's his, he's hers.
A hand flies up to his head, holding him in place so she can take a whiff of his own neck. Her back arches in neediness, and she shakes her hips around his member, trying so desperately to get the attention she dearly wants. ]
I'm not sorry.