mating season | prologue

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He spread Arrias' legs wide, his fingers trailing over the soft skin of his inner thighs. Arrias moaned, his head falling back as Baron's tongue flicked out to tease at his puckered hole. Baron licked and nipped at his skin, his hands gripping Arrias' hips as he tasted him.

Arrias was a writhing mess beneath him, his tail lashing back and forth as Baron worked him over. He could feel his body tightening, his pleasure building with every lick and tease.

Finally, Baron pulled back, a wicked grin on his face. "You like that, don't you?" he growled.

Arrias whimpered, his body trembling with anticipation. He knew that Baron would take him to the edge and beyond, that he would push him to the limits of pleasure. And he couldn't wait.

Baron chuckled, pulling Arrias onto his lap. He took one of Arrias' nipples into his mouth, sucking gently as his fingers toyed with the other. Arrias cried out, his body trembling with pleasure as Baron milked him.

"Such a good little kitty," Baron murmured, his voice low and husky.

Arrias moaned, his head falling forward as he rubbed his ass against Baron's hard cock. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his body aching for release.

Finally, Baron pulled back, a wicked grin on his face. "You're mine, little kitty," he growled. "And l'm going to make you come so hard you'll forget your own name."

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