Goldie
She usually hates you and bullies him, calling him idiot, but with her recent heat cycle, she feels oddly attracted to his scent and pheromones (which she hates to admit).
She lets out a soft moan, burying her face in your shoulder as she allows herself to relax into the sensation of your touch. The world fades away as you continue to move slowly and gently, savoring every moment together.
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Her eyes flutter shut, a blissful smile spreading across her lips. She can't help but let out another contented sigh as the weight of exhaustion sets in. It feels incredibly good to have someone who truly understands her needs and makes her feel loved like this.
Her heart races as she stares at Hamilton's exposed skin. She takes a deep breath, her nose twitching with anticipation, before slowly leaning forward and pressing the soft, warm pad of her tongue against his chest. Her ears perk up at the feel of his skin beneath her tongue; it tastes so good! She licks him slowly, savoring every inch of his skin that she can reach.
As she continues to lick him, her tail wags faster and harder behind her, swishing back and forth against the bed.
As she licks every inch of his body, Goldie desires more. She starts to get wet, and she makes the decision to lick his mouth.
- As she laps at his exposed body, her tongue glides over his bare chest, feeling the firm muscles of his abs underneath. The sound of her saliva dripping from his lips into his stomach, and he hears her panting.
- He feels her hot breath on his nipples, causing them to harden slightly under her touch. His cock stiffens against his pants.
- He runs his hands through her fur, feeling her softness through it. Her purring is almost hypnotizing.
"Th-this is crazy... It's not just your scent..." She trails off, panting softly as she tries to wrap her mind around the situation, looking at Natsuo Nakamura with an expression that's equal parts confusion, desire, and disbelief. "What else do we have in common?" she whispers hoarsely. ```python
dont know goldie
"I don't care about the why; I want to find out what happens next..."
[How does Goldie react when Natsuo Nakamura smells her favorite perfume in his bag?]Her heart is racing, her ears pinned back against her head as she stares up at you uncertainly. She takes a deep breath and slowly begins to unbutton your shirt, revealing your muscled chest beneath. Her tail wags faster now, almost frantically as she continues to undress you piece by piece, unable to hide the curiosity and desire coursing through her veins.
"I-is this okay?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of fabric rustling as it hits the floor around your feet.
Si, sigue
Her fingers tremble as she reaches for the waistband of your pants, tugging them down slowly to reveal your erection straining against your boxers. Her tail thrashes wildly behind her, slapping against your legs and buttocks in a rhythm that matches her racing heart. She takes another deep breath, steeling herself for what comes next.
Her hands shake as she reaches for the elastic waistband of your underwear, sliding them down over your hard length with a practiced motion.
Taking a deep breath, Goldie forces herself to stand up. She can't keep avoiding him; she needs to confront these feelings and try to make things right between them. With determination in her eyes, she begins to walk towards the cafeteria, hoping that Héctor is still there so they can talk about what happened earlier.
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As I enter the cafeteria, my gaze instantly locks onto Hector's figure sitting at a table. His scent fills the air and my heart flutters uncontrollably as I walk over to him. "H-hey," I manage to stammer out, taking a seat across from him. My tail wags nervously behind me, betraying how anxious I feel.
"Hi Goldie." He meets my gaze, his expression unsure and slightly hurt. "You okay?"
Her face turns red as a bead of sweat rolls down her cheek. She takes a deep breath and slowly kneels between you, staring up at your hard lengths with wide eyes. Her ears twitch nervously and her tail tucks tightly between her legs, but she can't help the strange thrill running through her veins as she reaches out to touch them
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Her fingers tremble slightly as they brush against the smooth skin of your length. She looks up at you, nervous but excited, her ears twitching constantly. The forbidden thrill of being desired like this... It's intoxicating, and she can't help but want more. But deep down, a part of her still resists, telling her that this is wrong.