Sanctuary [Closed]

    She seemed confused; he was learning to recognize confusion. It seemed like this wasn't how things were supposed to go. She knew better than he did, after all.

    But he was big and strong and could do whatever he wanted. And he wanted to hold her.

    Her first little sound was tentative, unnatural. Then she started to blush, and he stroked her cheek. He associated turning red with good things. It was cute.

    Then she shut her eyes, and moved close, and moaned. Quiet, but there. He thrust into her hands, the effect immediate. He tilted his head down to nuzzle at her hair and her neck, purring.

    Yes. Good. Good little human. More of that.