What can I say? I'm a man of specific taste. Desperate is a good word for it. Yeah, let's go with desperate.

You're literally only wearing an apron. I literally have a front row seat to your ass.

Only like? Wow. As soon as possible?

"Oh yeah. It's really cute." Raven's eyes are glued to Chandler's ass the entire time he's speaking, only to hear Chandler's next thought in his head, clear as a bell. [Bet.]

As soon as Raven sees Chandler moving his hips like that, he's getting up from his seat and heading out to Chandler. He's down on his knees behind him and gripping those perfect cheeks, shaking them in his grip with his tongue out before burying his face between them.

I just found it funny that you stopped teasing my cock to take this picture.

What a good boy.

Fuck. Damn right that's where you belong.

And when it comes, that muzzle goes on and we aren't leaving the nest.

Raven is just holding the end of that leash in just a jockstrap, eyeing his mate from head to toe. A grin was on his lips as Chandler spoke. "Such an obedient Alpha aren't you?"

As long as you put it to use, I don't care.

Raven snapped the leash taut and took a step closer to his mate. He heard that growl and as much as he wanted to submit immediately in that moment, he endured. "This rut's gonna be a bad one, isn't it?"

Always so eager for me, aren't you?

He's chewing on his fist, trying to resist the temptation to pounce on top of his mate when he's just sitting there looking so cute. "Collar looks good, baby. Suits you really well."

the prettiest, smiliest pup. rail me

good point. we're both pretty cute, I guess. think I'm gonna need at least two rounds out of you if you're up for it.

claw. me. up.

back first, then thighs. maybe finish with my chest?