Dancing in the Dark

He spoke, and her heart fluttered with every breath. Every word. She had grown so fond of him over the course of the time she had gotten to know him. She wanted him. And he wanted her. She loved him, and she could honestly say that for once she knew what she was doing and what she truly wanted. As Felicien moved closer and trailed down her fur, she shivered slightly at his touch but did not move away. It felt right being with him. His presence, the sacrifices they both made throughout their lives...while she didn't know how much time they'd have left, they could both at least share this night together. She pressed closer to him, heart pounding against her chest as the night wore on.
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