When Mick leaves his back it feels like he's going to bonelessly crumple to the ground. He manages to get his knees and legs to not turn into jelly and remain upright, though he's shivering without the warmth and heat of his partner. His tail swishes and curls, frantically searching for something to latch onto before it just wraps around his own leg and waist, needing contact. He's painfully hard and wanting and it aches that they've stopped.
So naturally when Mick finally calls him over he'll eagerly go and at first he stoops down on hands and knees, unsure how the other wants him. He can only think to animals and how they rut together, this would be easier, right? Stretching out his back by the fire his tail shifts and arches, lifting up out of the way to expose himself. He glances over his shoulder giving Mick a pleading come-hither glance, gently stroking his aching length to relieve some of the pressure.
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Date: 2016-12-29 01:08 pm (UTC)So naturally when Mick finally calls him over he'll eagerly go and at first he stoops down on hands and knees, unsure how the other wants him. He can only think to animals and how they rut together, this would be easier, right? Stretching out his back by the fire his tail shifts and arches, lifting up out of the way to expose himself. He glances over his shoulder giving Mick a pleading come-hither glance, gently stroking his aching length to relieve some of the pressure.