When she realizes, it will settle something inside of her, like the edges of two cracks shifting down against each other to make one surface. Annie isn't much like other wolf girls, but one thing they all have is a pleasure in being heard, in being with someone who would do what she says just for her pleasure. It's what allows her to turn around and help lead, help patch the holes that life has carved into her packmates.
"Tell me what you like," she pleads softly, like knowing what he craves is what she needs to be able to finish, even with the way her hips are writhing against his hand and her breathing has turned sharp, desperate.
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Date: 2017-01-10 03:01 am (UTC)"Tell me what you like," she pleads softly, like knowing what he craves is what she needs to be able to finish, even with the way her hips are writhing against his hand and her breathing has turned sharp, desperate.