[ Honestly, the young man was still getting to know her and her body. She's different the others, unique - but them, so is everyone else? Every one of the people had had so casually called "his girls," was unique, and getting a better mastery over their tastes and their eccentricities was utterly vital to the budding Alpha. Or at least, he definitely believed that.
And so as he worked himself deeper inside of her, he smiled at her. He kissed her once and ... well, probably looked about as close as Yamato's face could get to "smug" - which is to say a knowing sort of confidence he was at least pretty sure he'd earned.
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And so as he worked himself deeper inside of her, he smiled at her. He kissed her once and ... well, probably looked about as close as Yamato's face could get to "smug" - which is to say a knowing sort of confidence he was at least pretty sure he'd earned.
After all, he could smell it on her. ]
Tiffany. You're really hot.