I am bored again and the only one awake so I will do This!
He quickly undressed and then turned her over on her stomach in one easy motion. He then lifted her hips, fitting his body against hers, separating her legs with his own, his hard length pressed tightly against her. He adjusted his body and she felt him begin to slowly enter her. She had never been so unhappy! Tears began to fill her eyes. Where was the loving wolf that had promised to protect her?
She looked down and noticed his hands on either side of her, the gold wedding ring shining brightly on the left one. Then she noticed that his claws were digging into the grasses around her, his knuckles white with strain. Suddenly she realized that it was taking all of his will power to go so slowly; he didn't want to hurt her! She put her hands over his and he nuzzled her cheek from behind. He was so gentle and slow, giving her body time to adjust to every thrust, that it didn't hurt at all. Soon she was used to the feel of him inside her and began moving with him. He began to thrust deeper and harder, faster and faster, until she felt a rush of warmth. At that same moment, he threw back his head and howled exactly like a wolf. A chorus of howls joined his -- the wolf demons and wolves both. The cave echoed with their howls.
Kagome blushed deep red when she heard him howl, and even redder when the rest joined in. They had heard everything; they had probably been following every sound. Kouga was still pressed tightly against her, his lips next to her ear, "Forgive me, Kagome. I had to do it this way the first time," he whispered, "It is part of the ritual. I am the leader and my mating is very important to the clan. You are now the Clan Mother and they have to know that you and I are truly mated."
"Does he still howl?" asked Sanosuke. "I ask only because my room is next to yours."
"Fortunately, that was the only time he ever howled." Kagome said with a laugh.
PS: In fact, don't write at all. You'll probably suck and will only serve the purpose of making people on an internet forum laugh at your prepubescent naïveté and obvious lack of worldly experienc
Aww...that's harsh man. But true, don't write till you have experience in the thing you plan to write about...and until you're a master of literature. And prepubescent is a funny word.
Well that's good to know. Ya can't kill people in your sleep.
And to expand on my previous post: There are exceptions. Like, if you write something about people who battle monsters, you don't need experience in that. Like, somehow, I doubt Akira Toriyama flew around with a large group of friends and fought aliens (he's not techinically a writer, but he did write the story for Dragonball Z...so...)