Got The Feeling I've Been Talking to A Dead, Dead Line

Harbringr had to admit he enjoyed the tingle of her brushing against them as they were forced to walk closer together. More so than her fur was her scent. It kept pulling his thoughts in inappropriate directions. Although they were both adults and if she were interested in an intimate evening he certainly wouldn't turn such a lovely creature down.

She began to speak again and he pulled his thoughts from her body to her words, explaining how she'd lost touch with the group she'd been a part of and felt as though she was being tested. Hari nodded. He could understand the feeling, though the answer usually seemed quite individual. He wasn't quite sure what Eyrún's would be.

As she pressed closer to him with a sigh he felt his heart start racing. He grinned coyly at her. "As perceptive as you are beautiful." Hari nodded. "Yes, I needed some time to collect my thoughts. Though I definitely wouldn't say no to more 'adult' company." He shifted his weight slightly, seeking to press his side more deeply into hers.