Fruits of Our Labor

No matter how much time spent together Roan always wanted to be next to his little wife, touching her, holding her, being connected in some way was where he was most comfortable. She leaned against him and he sighed contentedly as she wondered in awe at him. Roan would smile and shake his head while teasing her softly. ”You saved my life.” He reminded her as she kissed her cheek. He wouldn’t exist had she not found him in that cave.

She pressed against him affectionately before asking her question and pulling herself from his grasp. Roan didn’t hesitate to follow her forward, taking the chance to ruffle the fur at the base of her tail. She flopped over onto the bed of furs and beckoned him join her. There was no hesitation in his movements as he wrapped her up in his arms. He wanted to hold her but… ”Should I rub your paws?” He asked her as he nuzzled against her cheek and kissed her nose. The potential of him bursting with the love her felt for her in that moment was high. The feeling she gave him was indescribable, but he knew easily how completely in love with her he was.