The handling took his hands around Meabh's waist, and gently - or as gently as the beast could - she was brought up over his arm, and her rump rear was gently patted as he sought them a more... proper place. If she was going to birth up his spawn, they needed a place to lay the dark, cold fairy. She was so small on his arms. It was as if he doubted he could have not broken her so far. Deep into her, the seed was working it's own, natural magic - albeit as disturbingly corrupted as it was. New life was making itself as the Bull's sperm found and invaded her own eggs.<br/><br/>M'Gul wandered for quite a while, finally settling up for a cave that bore down under a couple of high trees, leading into a deep and maze-like underground tunnel. There. It would work delicious for both her and him. She would bring him strong children, sons that on their time would seek out for other sluts to mate.