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“Yes.” She said.
A hand pressed up her thigh, against the grain of her fur, flipping it up for it to fall back into place. Fingers fluffed
The presence moved to her spread legs, fluid splattered in copious dollops. The Jackal surrounding her dipped a finger, pulling out a string of her drool.
Tris rubbed their cheeks together, she flushed. The albino smirked.
“Just admiring my handiwork.” Tris said.
“Tris.” She said. “Do it already.”
The flame of Tris’s tail lit up her chest, pressing back the dark as fingers pressed closer and closer.
