10-01-2016, 05:44 PM
Sorrel pressed his lips together and hugged the tree that steadied him tightly. With the worst initially over, Sorrel blinked open his eyes and breathed heavily as Lacerta's hands ran over his middle. Suddenly, he was more aware of just what was happening and he nudged at Lacerta's hands with one of his own pulled away from the tree in a lame attempt to try to get his attention. "Don't knot," he warned feebly, unsure of how their conception would even come to be. Faun were too small to carry centaur foals... weren't they? Not to mention how would the rest of the herd react to this? "D-don't knot!" His mind was telling him no but his body wanted more than anything to be knotted.