Hell yes.

Your hand shot down to hers, grabbing it and pulling her along, the both of you more or less silently agreeing on what it meant. Although, there may be some sort of a... complication. You would pretty much sling her into your room, walking in and shutting the door behind you with a shiver of excitement, however once you turned face, you'd notice an even bigger grin to her face.

And an open drawer.

Your 'drawer'.

Well, society was filled to the brim with anthros at this point. A rather small scene at certain blotches around the internet actually praised them for their... 'features'. Numerous pornography companies even opened up, dedicated to humans getting into relationships and other such situations with them, 'Furried' being the biggest. And of course, they sold merch. Clothes, bags, all of that stuff... Though, they did one thing that stood out to one particular demographic.

Life-size dildos.

Their most popular stars had signed a deal to have their dicks plastered, and turned into a rubber dildo with every detail intact, down to the veins. You didn't tell anyone, but, well, you'd bought the entire collection. A range of horsecocks, knots, barbed cocks, you think of it, hell, it was there. And all of it was right before her, the biggest in the collection in the middle and still lubed.

"What the hell are you doing? That's private!" You rushed over, hand rushing down to the drawer and beginning to push it in, but her hand quickly swiped it away, towards a massive bulge she bore between her legs. Multiple emotions rushed through your head, eyes slowly tracking back up to hers, as a hand raised itself onto your head.

"On your knees, slut."

You followed her instruction, slowly moving down onto your knees, which put your head a slight bit below her hips, hand still on your head as her other reached down to your hand, placing it down to the hem of both her pants and her underwear.

"Go on. This is what you want, right~?"