Rat-a-tat-tat

He was well on his way to rathood, and his objections to what she'd done to him were starting to fade into grumbles of begrudging acceptance. And then there were moments like these where there were no objections at all, when it came to rutting outdoors like animals...to was her idea, to make everything feel more visceral. It was working. They grunted and groaned and ground against each other, flesh slapping against flesh, until at last they came together...then she surprised him by resuming her thrusting, only for him to discover that he was just as ready for more, his human refractory period gone...