The claim of being his sent a nice zing through Puppy.
"Yes," she breathed against him, eyes falling closed. Sweat beaded at her temple and she tossed her head back when he drove into her just right. Her hands flattened against his lower back and she gave encouraging noises to keep him doing the same thing. Her toes dug into his blankets and she greedily rocked her hips against him, lip between her teeth. "Faster," She moaned in a breath voice.
Her ears twitched at the noises they made together and it brought a blush to her tanned cheeks. Puppy couldn't recall a time doing this with anyone felt so... Wonderful. "You were made just for me," She whined out, ears flattening back while her fingers dug into the flesh beside his tail. The nails didn't pierce flesh, blunt as they were and digging into scales. The rocking movements slowly ruined her braids and she curled her legs around his waist and cried his name out impatiently. "Kartok," She whined, holding him closer. He'd have to keep her.
He'd have to!
"Don't leave me," She said in a breathy whine.