It was true, Edmund had had little experience or exposure to the pride dynamics that consumed Peter and the others. The Panthers did as they pleased, and that suited him tremendously. He had learned their customs, such as they were, and lead with strength in times of need, but he didn't have to ask anyone's permission before he did something. Al's obsession with his duty was admirable and frustrating by the same token. If he knew more about it...or if he could explain to Peter...
His fingers were still curled in locks of golden fur. Edmund leaned back, spreading his legs to give himself room to work and inadvertently opening up his scent to hang thickly in the air. The rules about interspecies mating seemed antiquated and prudish to him. He didn't even know if it was possible to have offspring - maybe they wouldn't have Beast forms at all - but the thought of carrying Al's whelps made him mewl with taboo pleasure as he filled himself up with the smooth glass shaft. Things that he would have found strange and even degrading, were now exciting.
He felt the bump of the larger bulb against his entrance and whined again. "If you - if you had knotted me tonight..." He ached for it, would have done anything to have Al on top of him now. Unable to speak any more and keep going, he rolled up to feel the tip grinding within him. Throaty, unheeding sounds keened from his lips. His skin made the blankets beneath swish softly as his hips rose and fell, fucking himself in the absence of his Alpha to do it for him.
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Date: 2017-08-29 06:04 pm (UTC)His fingers were still curled in locks of golden fur. Edmund leaned back, spreading his legs to give himself room to work and inadvertently opening up his scent to hang thickly in the air. The rules about interspecies mating seemed antiquated and prudish to him. He didn't even know if it was possible to have offspring - maybe they wouldn't have Beast forms at all - but the thought of carrying Al's whelps made him mewl with taboo pleasure as he filled himself up with the smooth glass shaft. Things that he would have found strange and even degrading, were now exciting.
He felt the bump of the larger bulb against his entrance and whined again. "If you - if you had knotted me tonight..." He ached for it, would have done anything to have Al on top of him now. Unable to speak any more and keep going, he rolled up to feel the tip grinding within him. Throaty, unheeding sounds keened from his lips. His skin made the blankets beneath swish softly as his hips rose and fell, fucking himself in the absence of his Alpha to do it for him.