but you never close the door

Tomorrow he was certain he'd have a million questions for himself. How had this even happened? Why with Lillie? What would the outcome of this be? He wondered if it might be a one time ordeal, or if it would continue again. He was enjoying it quite a bit, after all. A rumble sounded in his throat as they slid into the den, and it intensified as she nipped at his throat. He never thought he'd enjoy the vulnerability - one bite and he could be rendered severely injured, if not dead - but the excitement that surged through him proved him wrong.

The sound became a low growl as he nipped back at her, aiming for her scruff though as he wheeled around so they stood parallel to one another. It was difficult to resist her now, now that he'd abandoned all semblance of control. Still, he eyed her questioningly - he wanted to make sure she was as willing as he was - as he reared up slightly to place a forelimb on her back, nipping again at the back of her neck.