BABY I'M ON MY KNEES

They pressed to one another like magnets, their forms melding and fur intertwining, bound firmly by the scent of her lover's heat heavy upon them both now. A familiar pulse plagued her as she breathed in the sweet and heady aroma, suppressing the shudder that threatened to race down her spine. Lyrics sweetly flooded her audits and she allowed for a rumbling chuckle to lightly shake her form. "Medusa," came her sensual purr, "My serpent."



Jupiter hadn't realized how much she had missed the woman. She'd yearned for her scent around the territory and had often found herself looking for it out of unconscious habit. Otherwise, she recognized, guiltily, that she hadn't been thinking about the obsidian she-wolf as often and now her heart ached with the thought of their impending separation once more.



Her warm tongue would place itself briefly upon her cheek in an affectionate gesture and Jupiter would smile, pulling away to capture the fae's gorgeous eyes. An ear flicked with amusement and she tilted her head. "Discuss away, m'dear--as long as it's your voice talking, I'll answer it." Her voice was low and generally charismatic, sweet and filled with the magnitude of her affections. "And I, you."



Jupiter made an attempt to pull herself a few inches away, wishing to look over the girl's form with suspicious eyes. "No one's tried to claim you yet, have they?" came her wary tone, audits flicking back at the thought.