Talon had a quick shower, quickly scrubbing himself off and running shampoo through his hair. His knot hung painful and heavy between his thighs, the cool water rushing over his burning skin. Something simmered under the surface, superficial and under his skin, tingling under his fingertips and aching in his bones. His rut wouldn’t be long, but the mouth-watering Omega currently humming to herself in his bedroom had him pressing his forehead against the cool shower tiles, exhaling shakily.

  Outside, Lillian gathered up all the blankets from the room Talon originally set up for her, gagging at the artificial smell. Why would he cover up with lavender when he smelled so nice naturally? Like mid-autumn, disregarding her allergies and people’s obsession with pumpkin spice. She walked to the bed with the blanket, slightly distressed because it still smelled brand-new and nothing like Talon, or herself for that matter. Hopping onto the bed she spread the blanket out, alongside the comforter. It smelled so strongly of him in here. It was an old smell, but it made her nose twitch in curiosity. There wasn’t that much of a nest she could make with a single blanket, but it was something.

  The pillows on his bed smelled faintly of laundry detergent – but his scent had been engrained in the fabric that no matter how much he washed them his scent would linger. He must have washed the covers recently, probably when they decided to spend Talon’s rut together. It really was baffling how nervous the Alpha was, he was a little pushy [as expected] but overall, he was doing great for being on the edge of rut – especially around an Omega.

  She hummed to herself as she went about fluffing up the pillows and configuring the blanket and comforter to her liking. It was something, and it’s not like she was in heat or pregnant, so the nest didn’t have to be perfect. Just comfortable. It was hardly a nest, more like a pigeon’s nest if she felt like being particularly hard on herself. Either way he would (expectantly) be out of the shower soon and they would be laying down to hopefully get some rest before his rut kicked in full-force.

  Lillian could hear the squeak of the shower knob turning off, and the slow trickle of water down the drain as it came to a stop. Talon stepped out hastily and threw a towel up, landing on his head as he scuffed through his dripping hair to dry it off as best he could. Once his hair was faintly damp, he briskly towelled off his body, careful around his sore groin. Carding a hand through his wettish tufts and wrapping his towel around his waist, he walked out the attached toilet-slash-shower into the bedroom, finding Lillian settling herself into some soft looking shorts and an oversized T-shirt.

  Her cotton shorts were grey with white lace at the bottom, and an old-looking large jade green T-shirt with what looked like a rubbed-off circular water wave with curvy-cursive writing below reading “Cancer”. Was she a cancer? Not that it meant much, but he wasn’t sure when she was born. And that shirt looked oddly familiar... “Is that my shirt?” Talon asked, tilting his head fondly. She jumped and looked his direction, holding a few folded articles of clothing, assumedly what she wore when she had arrived.

  “Y - Yeah... you washed everything else, and this smelled the most like you,” She trailed off. “And I like it.” She finished, tugging the hem of the shirt nervously, cheeks going pink.

  Talon laughed slightly, walking to his dresser and pulling out a pair of boxers. “It’s fine, Lillian. If you want some of my shirts and whatnot, it’s the least I can do.” Lillian went to thank him, embarrassed that she had been unknowingly going after shirts and his scent. It was unlike her. He turned her into the exact opposite of what she wanted to be, she was usually calm and able to dampen her secondary gender. Instead, she was a needy little Omega that was unable to dull herself to tepid.

  Talon dropped his towel on the floor, and for the first time Lillian was able to see how much he really had. Those Alpha compression shorts really worked wonders. She was beginning to think he was insecure partly because he wasn’t as big as other Alphas, and she was wrong. He had to be at least a quarter if not an extra half larger than the average Alpha. Then again, he was taller than most Alphas, but not bulkier. Properly thin, but not weak. More lean muscle than bulk muscle.

  Either way she was standing there gawking, which she definitely didn’t need to be doing. Lillian squeezed her eyes shut and turned away, face going up in flames. Talon chuckled lowly behind her. "See something you like sweet girl?” he lulled, hooded eyes burning into her form.

  As cheesy as the line was it worked, she felt like she wanted to crumble to the floor and present herself to him. She hadn’t felt this kind of overwhelming submission in years. “M - Maybe...” was all she was able to squeak out, taking careful steps to the centre of the room and gently sat herself on the bed.

  She remained turned away from him, a common sign of fear or rejection, and enough to snap him back for a moment. “Sorry, I’m just trying to get you to relax a little. You’re so tense. You can always back ou-”

  “No! It’s okay! I’m okay, I don’t want to go...” she whispered, turning her neck to face him. “I’m just nervous, if anything you should be the one with the option to back out.”

  “I have that option, silly,” Talon laughed, wrapping the towel around his waist and moving to sit opposite to her on the bed.

  Her breath hitched. “That’s not what I meant what I meant was-”

  Talon moved his hand back to gently grab hers, running the pad of his thumb over the top of her hand. “I know, but I don’t want to go anywhere either. I like being here with you.” He whispered.

  Her face flushed lightly again as his hand grasped hers. He was so warm. “Are you always this warm?”

  Talon chuckled. “I do tend to run a bit warm during my ruts, but I’m usually pretty toasty year-round. Why are your hands so cold? I’m willing to bet your face is warm.”

  Lillian chuckled softly, “I can be pretty blush-y, but I tend to run hot or cold really easy.” She left the bed, walking around to stand in front of him, face turned to the side nervously. Taking a few gentle steps she wiggled her way onto his lap, pressing a warm cheek to his even warmer chest. “See?” She shuddered.

  “You are a little cold. Do you want me to turn up the heat a bit?” He asked, stroking a careful hand through her soft hair.

  “W - What do you mean..?” She asked, shoulders slightly tensing.

  “Not like that, unless you want to of course,” Talon chuckled, chest rumbling slightly under her cheek. “I meant the thermostat.”

  “That makes more sense.” She laughed softly, wiggling further onto his lap. While wiggling she felt something press gently into her leg, much warmer than Talon’s chest, but still softer. “Are you okay?” She asked, trying not to press against it.

  “Y - Yeah, I just need to get a handle on it. Get dressed and all that.” Lillian nodded, moving her way off his lap and walking to the other side of the bed, face still flushed. Talon made quick work of throwing on some boxers and a pair of cotton sleep shorts – more so for Lillian’s comfort. He was a little too warm for a shirt, so she’d have to do without it. He was sure she didn’t mind though. “You ready for bed?”

  Lillian chuckled. “I’ve been waiting on you, slowpoke.”

  Talon huffed to himself and walked to flick off the light switch, casting the room in darkness aside the shrouded moonlight. Talon shifted into the bed lightly, making no move to startle the tense Omega on the other side. He grabbed a pillow, pulling it to his chest and exhaling softly.

  As his eyes adjusted to the light he could see the gentle outline of Lillian, who had done the same with her pillow. From the way she was wiggling slightly, she was comfort-scenting the pillow. Talon almost wanted to throw his pillow away and pull her into his chest instead but decided to let her do her own thing. He wondered how long it had been since she’d slept in the bed with another person, another Alpha.

  He had guessed that with her past Alpha she had spent a night with him or taken a nap with him at some point, Talon himself had slept in this bed with Oliver and Rorke on nights when he was feeling a little rough. Never with a partner though, no-one wanted anything to do with him romantically in High School, being the black sheep and all. There were a few times when someone would ask for a one-night stand, but he wanted something more meaningful.

  Talon wanted to love everything about his person, wanted to know their little ticks and buzzes, their favourite memory, every little thing. A one-night stand wasn’t something his heart could handle, which was ironic because it was what this was likely to turn into. He hoped not, she seemed to like him at least superficially. He had to stop letting his anxiety speak and act for him. ‘Easier said than done...’

  It was getting late; the moon was no longer in the view of the window and his eyes were beginning to fall heavy. Even with the burning under his skin, his rut wasn’t here yet and he should get sleep while he can.

  Talon could feel his consciousness slipping, vision zooming in and out. As he shut his eyes, he caught one last look at the quiet little Omega snuffling gently next to him, hair already sleep-mussed and fingers limply clutching the pillow in her own slumber. Talon gazed at her for a moment, eyes soft and hands itching to reach out. If this was a dream he hoped there was no waking up.

  Eventually the sizzling under Talon’s skin erupted, bringing a new wave of lust with it and an ache in his groin. At some point in his sleep Lillian had inched closer and was practically on top of him, head pressed up against his chest and delicate legs intertwining his own. She looked so peaceful where she was at. Talon still had a little bit of sanity and decided to let her rest a while longer.

  He slowly unstuck himself from her, and once he was able to get out of the bed his knees felt loose and wobbly. Lillian whimpered and curled against the blankets in her sleep, subconsciously wondering where Talon had gone. The scent-blocking gel was beginning to rub off, so he clambered his way to the bathroom and set his head against the cool tile of the sink. He looked down after a moment to his own growing trousers, the pain of confinement rising alongside his heart rate.

  He shucked off his trousers and pants and immediately wrapped a firm hand around the throbbing base, hissing at the pressure. He stroked up and down the velvety red flesh, feeling a strong heartbeat beneath his skin. It wasn’t long before his cock started leaking precum, he used one hand to grip the edge of the sink and the other to thumb over the head. He felt hot and dizzy, so sensitive and lusty. Before long he could feel fire pool at the base, more sticky precum leaking steadily as he threw his head back and stroked himself harder. Eventually he choked out a stuttered moan and shot several thick ropes onto the floor in front of him, panting heavily.

  Though he had released himself and the pressure was lessened, his cock filled back up once again and began throbbing incessantly. There was only so much longer he could hold on before he’d have to wake the sleeping Omega, but he could hold out long enough to step into the cold spray of the shower. The cool water almost burned his fiery skin, the contrast was big yet did nothing to cool his temperature.

  He stood in the water, one hand carding shakily through his hair and the other gently palming his manhood. He nearly hissed when a stream of cold water trickled down his chest and dropped onto his throbbing and sensitive length.

  He had been standing in the shower for 25 minutes, having come once with no relief. It wasn’t until he was on the edge of his third orgasm for the night that his inhibition was thrown out. He turned off the shower and quickly ran a towel through his hair and across his body, stepping back into the bedroom. Lillian was still curled up around a pillow, her messy fringe fallen in her face. Talon tiptoed over to her and sat on the edge of the bed.

  “Hey beautiful, mind getting up for me?” Talon whispered, brushing her hair away from her face. It was almost like putting a treat under a sleeping dog’s nose.

  Lillian began to stir, face twitching and body tensing. Her eyes were twitching as if she was in the middle of a bad dream and small whines breaching her lips. The Omega’s eyes fluttered open, her grip leaving the pillow and her back curving into a stretch. She whined gently, looking lazily up at Talon. “Nhn... What smells so good?” She whispered tiredly, moving to sit up.

  She could feel slick start pooling between her legs at his scent, the almost spicy scent of ginger alongside mid-fall leaves and pinecones. “Sorry, that’s me.” Talon whispered back, gazing lustfully at the sleep-tussled Omega.

  It didn’t take her long to realise what was happening and took her Omega no time at all to start a reaction to an Alpha in rut. Her pupils blew open, her body flushed, her hole leaked more slick, and saliva gathered in the corners of her mouth. He smelled amazing . Talon reached a hand down to squeeze himself and rub up and down while Lillian was waking up. Lillian swallowed heavily, eyes flickering down to the shaft in his hand. “I um... How do you um... want me?” She stuttered, cheeks flaming while she tried to avoid eye contact.

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  Pinning her down, manhandling her delicate little body into a presenting position, draping himself over her and rutting into her... - His mind swam with ideas and fantasies of everything he could do with this girl. But it was their first time together, so he wanted to be as gentle and sane as he could. “ Um... could you-” Talon swallowed harshly. “-Could you maybe get on your knees..?” He asked, both of them averting their gaze.

  Lillian nodded nervously, stepping off the bed to take off her sleepwear. The longer she was with him, the more alert and needy her body grew, slight throbbing beginning in her lower stomach. Talon chuckled to himself thinking this was his first striptease. Lillian shyly turned around, gently bringing her grey cotton shorts down and stepping out of them. She took a deep breath and took off the shirt she stole from him. Her nipples hardened more once they hit the air, a shiver wracking its way through her body.

  Talon’s mouth watered as she took off more, the milky freckle-dotted skin on display with her long golden hair. Her ass looked bubbly and her body a perfect hourglass. She took down her last article of clothing and walked back over to Talon, hands covering her soft-looking breasts and her thighs pushing against each other as she shifted her weight nervously.

  Talon felt another wave of lust cross over him, a large chunk of his sanity dissolving. “You ready?” He strained, heart clenching.

  Lillian nodded uneasily and made her way onto the bed, kneeling gently and placing her forearms on a pillow. She breathed gently to calm her nerves, feeling the bed dip as Talon shifted his way behind her. She clenched her thighs together, shivering in anticipation and her face burning with embarrassment. Talon brought a gentle hand to brush along the smooth skin of her hips and her ass. Lillian jolted a bit when he first began touching her. Talon slid across her skin like he was studying it, enjoying the feeling of the goosebumps rising while going over every scar and freckle.

  He eventually made his way down to her quivering thighs and ran his fingers sweetly along the inner parts, making her loosen up and spread her legs a bit more. “You okay?” he asked softly, voice low and thick with desire.

  “Yeah... Yeah, ‘m okay...” She lulled out, properly lust drunk.

  “Okay, then mind opening up a bit, Omega? I wanna see you.” He said, head growing foggier with every inch he trailed across her soft skin. Lillian bowed her head and sunk her torso a little further into the bed, spreading her legs enough for him to see her. As she shifted, he could see the slight shimmer of slick painted on her inner thighs. She must have shaved in the hours before she was supposed to arrive, and with her pale honey skin the pink stood out nicely.

  She was nearly dripping, a line of slick stuck to the inside of her thigh from when she had opened her legs for him. Talon moved a hesitant hand from her thighs and backside to her hole, pressing a finger against it. Lillian let out a muffled whimper and had buried her burning face in the comforter. She rolled her hips against the digit gently, a silent plea for him to continue his exploration.

  Talon set one hand on her hip, the other gently pushing its way into her pussy. She whimpered again, more slick flushing out over his finger. Even with the single digit Talon could tell she’d be a tight fit. Her slick seeped steadily and coated his fingers, it wasn’t difficult to feel how soft she was. He didn’t wait long before slipping another one in, listening to the sighs and pants coming from her.

  Eventually he slipped a third in, Lillian gripping the sheets and whimpering out softly. He hadn’t had much experience with females, so it took him a moment to find a good spot. Once he found it, he saw a shiver wrack its way up her spine, leaving her thighs quivering. He gently rubbed his fingers over the spot, listening to her soft cries and mewls of pleasure. “Lillian, I can’t hold on much longer. Are -” He felt a shiver wrack his own body, slick squishing as he rubbed against her spot. “Are you ready?” His voice strained.

  “Y - Yeah... please. Please just... Please.” She babbled, hips chasing his fingers as he gently pulled them out. Though his fingers weren’t much compared to what she would be taking – she still felt a distant feeling of emptiness once he pulled them out.

  “Okay. Okay I will. Just hold still, Love.” He whispered. Between his sweet words and what felt like an eternity waiting for him to push in, her heart was thrashing heavily against her ribcage. She knew too little blood flow could cause dizziness, but who knew too much would have a similar effect?

  Talon lined up, rubbing the head on her slickened folds. Once he was properly coated, he slowly pushed the head in, feeling the silk warmth encompass him. She tensed completely and started rambling something while whining. “You okay?” He asked shakily. What if this was too much for her? What if she realised what a terrible idea this was? What if she wanted to leave immediately? What if -

  “Hand please. Please I need- hand, please!” she cried, clenching the sheets desperately.

  “Hand?” Talon asked, unsure what she wanted.

  “Please... I need your hand -” She whimpered softly reaching behind her towards Talon.

  It made sense now, she wanted to hold his hand while he pushed in. Was almost sweet had they not been in this particular... situation. Talon nodded and shifted, making Lillian flinch as the head shifted against her opening. “Yeah, you can.” He said gently, entangling his hand with hers. As she squeezed his hand, she also clenched around the head, making Talon accidentally buck his hips. “Oops - sorry.” Talon said, rubbing her hip gently with his other hand.

  “It’s - It’s okay...” She panted, squeezing his hand again gently. Talon squeezed back, gently pushing the next few inches in. Lillian gasped for air, never having had something this thick stretching her out. She had tried toys before, but they always hurt – and not in the good way. Only in her heats would she be able to mildly enjoy riding a small or medium dildo, but even then it would leave her wanting no matter how many cruel orgasms she pushed herself through.

  Talon had vague and displaced memories of what it felt like for his first time, and last time. Trauma aside, Talon could remember the other Omega feeling really nice – but nothing compared to what he was experiencing now. He was around a dozen centimetres in, his chest felt like it was going to explode. She was as soft on the inside as she looked on the outside, and she arched her back just beautifully – had he stumbled across the Goddess Freya? Her sweet-smelling slick encompassed his length, warm – almost hot – and viscous.

  Talon could tell when he reached all the way inside, her grip loosened just a bit and she sighed gently. She had managed to take almost 20 centimetres, but even with just the head she felt like she was splitting in half. Never before had she felt such a delicious stretch, all the others had been painful, but this stretch left her wanting to roll her hips backwards.

  “Hahhh ~” She whined, shifting gently while his length stretched her out. When she had agreed to this, she hadn’t assumed it would feel this good or satisfying. Talon sighed gently, eight-or-so centimetres were still left, but he wasn’t about to push her that far yet.

  “You okay?” He strained, holding back from bucking into her.

  “Ye - Yeah. Feels – Feels good. Feels nice.” She babbled gently, slowly rotating her hips around his groin. Despite the slight discomfort from her breasts being pushed into the sheets, she felt faint and blissful. “Can - Can you move a bit? Please? I’ll be good. I promise.” She whispered, shutting her eyes and rocking her hips backwards slightly.

  “You’re a good girl, a good little Omega. I’ll move gently, let me know when you’re ready for more.” He said, sliding out slowly. Both groaned at the loss, Lillian feeling a little empty and Talon feeling cold.

  He pushed back in gently, “Ah~!” She moaned, eyes squeezing shut. “Please.” She whimpered, enjoying the full feeling as he dragged his cock in and out.

  “You’re gonna drive me mad.” Talon huffed, gripping her hips tighter and speeding up. “You’re so tight...” he groaned, pushing in a little deeper.

  “Nnn- ah!” she cried, feeling the stretch intensify as he worked those last few centimetres in. “Please. Promise I’ll be good. I’ll be a good girl, yeah? I will – I’ll be good,”

  Talon chuckled lowly; she was starting to lose her head – much like himself. There was a tiny thread holding him back from absolutely destroying her, though he was wondering now if that’s what she wanted. Such a quiet little thing was so loud and talkative now, even in just repeating herself and stuttering. “You want me to go faster, sweet Omega?” He asked, thrusting in a tad bit harder once to punctuate.

  “Ah!” She cried, cradling her hips back into his thrusts. “Please. Need it, need you. Feels - Feels so good~” She whined, drooling slightly. As he picked up his pace the poor thing could barely keep her words together, half the things coming out of her mouth were incoherent sentences.

  It wasn’t long before the stimulation became too much, the sounds of slick skin slapping against skin was deafening in the otherwise quiet room. Lillian could barely hold her hips in the air much longer but was still moving in tandem with his thrusts, whining all the same. As her hips continued to drop with each thrust Talon’s chest rumbled. “Keep your hips in the air.” he growled. She shifted her knees to hold her hips up better between thrusts. “Good Omega.”

  Now that she was higher up, he could feel him force his way in deeper. Lillian was nothing but a babbling fuck-toy by this point, heavy pants and mewls falling from her mouth relentlessly. The deeper he went, the more she could feel. It was like he got bigger with every thrust; and she didn’t ever want him to stop. The soreness settling on her hips was perfect .

  Lillian felt so lost in the pleasure and feeling she hardly noticed the beginning drag of his knot against her hole. She was focused on how rough he was thrusting in, occasional stuttered movements, and how the air in her lungs kept getting punched out with every shove deep inside her. Talon was enjoying watching how her pink little pussy changed colour over the last 15 minutes. She went from a shy, flushed pink to a desperate, horny red.

  Once his knot started swelling gently against her hole, he grunted and squeezed her hand to get her attention. “Ome - Lillian. I’m gonna knot you, okay? D - Do you wanna be flipped over?”

  She craned her head back, tears trickling down her flushed, swollen cheeks. A bit of drool was slipping out of her well-bitten lips. “Please -” Was all she was able to make out before Talon had pulled out and flipped her onto her back in one swift motion, ramming back in. “Ah! Alpha!” She cried, reaching for his hand again.

  Talon grabbed her hand and began thrusting back in desperately, chasing his orgasm. Her breasts bounced and were knocked around in a circular motion as he thrusted deep into her. Lillian’s hair was messy and out of place, and apparently the blush didn’t stop at her cheeks – it burned down her neck and faded out around her clavicle. Not such an immaculate princess anymore, was she? She wasn’t, and Talon relished in the pride of getting to break her in such a beautiful way.

  Talon could feel the fire burning in the pit of his stomach again, this time it felt white-hot and aggressive. Relieving in a way, like massaging a sore muscle. Lillian, on the other hand, had long since lost her sanity. Her hips had red marks from where Talon gripped them and slammed in, her eyes were glassy, her pupils were blown, and her tongue had given up on staying in her mouth. Talon looked down at the soft canvas of her stomach, fucking into her harder to watch the bulge get bigger.

  He wanted to touch it, her stomach looked so soft and perfect while she was being bred. He placed a hand down on her stomach, right where the bulge poked out every time he thrusted in. “Alpha!” She sobbed, gripping his hand even tighter. Suddenly she got very tight. Almost uncomfortably tight, and Talon couldn’t hold off for another minute.

  “I’m gonna knot you. Gonna fill you up so nice, yeah? Bet you look so nice when you’re filled with my cum.” he growled, letting go of her hand and placing it on her other hip. He gripped on firmly and thrusted as hard as he could into her one last time, hard enough to force her towards the headboard a few centimetres. As his knot expanded and locked them together, they both stilled.

  Lillian’s small form was practically shaking. Her pale thighs quivering around Talon’s hips, and her head lolled from side to side. Lillian’s abdomen swelled gently as Talon flooded her, her breasts heaving with each deep breath. Talon was panting heavily too, pupils blown large with only a tiny ring of blue left. The world went quiet for a moment, save for heavy breathing and their deafening heartbeats. Talon was the first to break the silence, loosening his hands from her hips. “You okay?”

  Lillian nodded, slowly coming out of her daze. She wiggled her hips gently, causing pain to seer up her spine. She winced. “Nnn...” She whined. “Y - Yeah... Just a bit sore...”

  “Sorry. Kinda almost lost my head there for a minute.” He muttered, gazing at the small bulge in her abdomen. “You tired? Do you need anything?” It was at this point that the anxiety settled back in, he saw the marks on her hips and the way she squirmed under his gaze. For the moment, she wasn’t able to leave even if she wanted to.

  “I am a bit tired.” She whispered, turning her head to the side and flushing softly.

  Talon was worried there was something wrong now. Should he not have knotted her? Why would he have made that decision, she told him about her past experience with being knotted. He should have talked with her a bit more and confirmed that knotting her would be okay. Should have, could have, would have, he felt like he was spiralling. Like the devil was on his shoulder with no angel in sight. “I’m sorry.”

  “What for? Are you okay?” She asked, ivy green eyes tying themselves to his avoided gaze.

  “I just feel like I should have talked with you a bit more before I knotted you.” He trailed, guilt creeping its way up his face.

  “No no it’s okay.” She said, shifting her hips again. “I’m just a little embarrassed.” She said, covering her breasts with her arms.

  “Why are you embarrassed?” Talon asked. “I’m the one who lost control...”

  “It's just been a while since someone has seen this much of me, I hide myself from my roommate and even past relationships didn’t see much of me.”

  Talon took a deep breath, he supposed that made sense, but anxiety was a bitch and seemed to hold him hostage. He wished he had more to say, more time to talk, but his body was tired and hot and all he wanted to do was nod off. “It’s been a long time since anyone has seen this much of me either.” He sighed. “But it’s okay to me if it's you.” Talon lulled, relaxing and moving to scent her more.

  As Talon nuzzled her neck and shoulders Lillian couldn’t help but blush a little. As awkward as he was, he was sweet and apparently gentle afterwards. “It’s okay to me if it’s you, too.” She said, dizzy by his scent and finding herself becoming tired.

  “Hey, wrap your legs around my waist for a second.”

  “What? Why?” She asked, tilting her head to the side.

  “I’m gonna flip us over so we can get a little sleep, but I figured in this position you’d be a little uncomfortable sleeping...” He said sheepishly. She nodded and wrapped them around his waist as best she could, feeling the knot tugging gently. “Okay you ready?”

  “Y - Yeah, just be gentle. Please.” Talon nodded, wrapping his arms around her waist and back gently to pick her up. Just enough to shuffle his way onto his knees and flip them over so he was on his back, and she was on his chest. His knot pulled slightly, making both of them wince.

  “Better?” He asked gently, feeling her body press against his tiredly.

  “Yeah... just feel really full.” She whined softly, rocking her hips back tiredly. He watched her nod off slowly, eyes drooping as she rested her cheek against his chest. She felt so warm and gentle and perfect. He wasn’t sure how, but he was falling harder than he ever had before. This girl would easily be the death of him. Her breathing finally evened as her body relaxed, she smiled. Ever so slightly in her sleep she smiled, pressing herself against him. He decided that her face would be the last thing he saw before inevitably drifting off to sleep himself. They had a long couple days ahead, and he couldn’t wait.