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Ahh, the magic words. The ears are the softest part of the dog, cat, wolf, whatever. He fails to contain his obvious delight (as obvious as it is on Byleth anyways) as he reaches up and gently pets one ear with each hand. Gently massaging the soft fur between his fingers.

"Ahhh... this is perfect." Truly, the best birthday present right here!

"Pft," she can't help but giggle lightly. He's so pleased with himself that it absolutely makes it worth it. How could she be upset about such a smile...? Not that she would have been, really, to begin with even if once upon a time she might have pretended otherwise.

"Mmn," comes a gentle hum next. Her tail wags lightly and ears twitch under his touch. She might even nudge her head up a little into the massage of his fingers so he can get just the right spot.

Byleth happily indulges himself until he is satisfied, pulling her against his chest in a warm embrace.

"What do you think of having a ride today?" He nods to his bag where he keeps his... convenient fantastical strap.

She gives a small huff of a laugh as she's pulled close. Leave it to Byleth to enjoy such a simple thing. Well, granted... For her, it isn't just as simple as letting someone pet her ears. Maybe he recognizes that too and why he's taking the time to relish it.

"Oh," she answers, ears perking up in interest and eyes dilating. Her tail also begins to wag a little faster. "Hell yeah," comes her verbally enthusiastically answers. If he doesn't grab that mentioned strap, then she absolutely will.

He smiles, nodding toward the item as he lets her free of his arms.

"Go on then. Can you get it for me?" When she does, he pats her head sweetly, kissing her before he goes about putting it on. It melds with his flesh until the connection is seamless. His spare hand moves to her thigh.

"Well then. Hop on."

It's always so... cute how gentle he is with her. While not the only one, Byleth has always taken such care with her. Yet, he doesn't forget just how sturdy she is either. It's a difficult balance to strike though he's never seemed to struggle with it.

"Yeehaw," she answers, ears up high and tail giving an excited swish or two. The magic behind it is similar to her own - and probably inspired by his - though she hasn't had much chance to play with it yet. Well, okay- Maybe she has, but she can't deny her inclination is to be fucked rather than fuck.

With a fluid ease and grace, she positions herself high and lines him up with the throbbing heat of her sex. She takes that cock like a champ and slides down on him gradually with a low, shuddering groan. "O-oh," she sighs, ears pulled tight and biting her bottom lip.

"Mmmmh..." Byleth shudders as her warmth envelops his cock. His hands move to her hips and he starts with a slow, shallow thrust.

It's almost nostalgic like this. Reminds him of the less bitter times of Erku.

His pace picks up but not to a fever pitch yet. He's clearly interested in drawing this out and enjoying the journey tonight instead. He focuses instead on the feeling of warmth, her scent, the sound of her voice, and the comforting intimacy here.

"Don't hold back your voice for me."

Although she used to be much more impatient, as he knows, she's settled to a nice rhythm with him. No pun intended! It is nice, like this. It does remind her of better times not just on Erku but here, too, and the care he's always treated her with despite herself. While she can handle rougher and does like to, there's something to be said about her appreciation for gentle nowadays.

Each gradual, purposeful thrust helps remind her that it isn't just pleasure they're sharing but much more. He's... so much more, in so many ways, and it overwhelms her sometimes. She can't imagine sharing an intimacy like this with anyone else, after all.

"Okay," she breathes out. No need to be afraid with Byleth, right? No need to hold back her voice or her heart. So, she doesn't. The next buck of his hips up into her sees her squeak in delight and moan low but louder. The next sound of enjoyment is hummed against his jawline where she places a loving kiss.

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