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Cupid had fully intended to take Tyr there - filthy, purest delight in the cushion of sand below and warmth of sun above. His mind churned with machinations of the most physical form, all the expertise he'd had as a man and what he'd managed to translate to this new form devoted to fantasy on the cusp of reality.
Tyr brought him back to earth gently, with a gentle laugh and softer admonitions. Cupid traced the edge of his muzzle up the bridge of Tyr's nose to plant a kiss between his ears, paws cradling the larger man's jaw gently.
You can have me wherever you wish.He cooed, coy and mischievous. A pause, as Cupid rested his nose in the soft, short fur of his lover's temple.
But we should not traumatize the children.He acquiesced with a put-upon huff. With reluctance, he settled all four paws on the sand once again, tilting his ears toward Tyr in invitation.
You will guide me?
