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He knows one thing - he will do everything in his power to ensure no children come of this tryst. He cares not for being a father, not yet - he has his whole life to sow his seeds, and he wants to enjoy his youth without a foal sucking on his resources. She doesn't seem to be in heat (if she was, the smell would have bid him to mount her long before now) which means they should be safe...all assuming she consents, of course. But why wouldn't she? Who would refuse him? When she speaks, the sweaty behemoth's ears pivot towards her. He expects resistance, expects her to demand further promises, but instead she agrees on one condition...it happens again. The goliath's jowls split into a wolf's grin. "You have yourself a deal, my dear." Why limit it to once? The entire point of having a harem is so the mares are there, able to be grasped and bred whenever the urge strikes without the need to expend valuable time and energy roaming in search of them. He is sure this is an experience that will change his life, one he will want to repeat again, and again, and again...and if she is willing, why not take her up on her offer? The black marches forwards again, moving towards her hind end. Once again his lips peel to aim a sharp love-bite for the base of her tail, urging her to move it, demanding she bend to him for the first - and not last - time. PLEASURE TO MEET YOU, PREPARE TO BLEED |
@Mirabella
[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]
