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Giving a Rumbling purr, Rylan rubbed himself against his preys back and then used his claws to carefully start cutting the clothes off of him. His shaft was already hard and dripping, the scent of his 'mate' as his hormone and instinct riddled brain kept shouting at him bringing him to full arousal and readiness to mount and fill him. the fact they weren't moving any more allowed the pheromones to build up in the air around them, getting heavier and more potent on their intended target, that being the male beneath him.