Sharp canines ghost over flesh, a low growl escaping the priest. Hand slipping under the fabric of the kimono, groping at his chest, nudging his lower half against the deity's tail -- ah, how impatient! Hopefully, Zephyr will welcome this morning greeting.
THE DEITY WAS IN A DEEP SLEEP, it had been too long since the last he’s slept like this.The air around him was cool && still, the only other sounds that resided in the cave were the sounds of water dripping and the God’s soft snores. HOWEVER, he was being disturbed. A sudden heat had over came him, followed by something pressing against his tail.
PINK EYES OPENED TO THE SIGHT BEFORE HIM, the Priest had returned, and from the looks of it, he hadn’t changed one bit. Though he was tired, he knew what was going on, what the Fox had wanted. Slowly, his tail began to wrap around the male, pulling him closer into the embrace.
❝ So you’ve finally decided to come back, and this is the FIRST THING YOU DO? ❞
He couldn’t say he was surprised, it was almost expected. . Nonetheless, he was grateful. -- But CARNAL NEEDS COULD NOT BE IGNORED. Zephyr’sbreath hitched at the feeling. The warmth, and the pressure - it was too much forthe God to ignore, thus, a voice that was commonly heard throughout the cavewas presented. Cold arms were placed around the Priest’s shoulders, nails beginning to dig deep into skin. It was probably harder than usual, but thiswould serve as some type of punishment.
