Shadows and Dust

"Eska"

Eska played a game with Ulric and he surpassed her expectations. He touched her muzzle with his own, then took the berry from her mouth without so much as a brush of the lips. A soft laugh left the striped fae afterwards and she took another drink of the heady, sweet wine after. Between her stretched out hind legs, the woman's tail swished languidly back and forth. She was enjoying their little back and forth immensely. The fact that he hadn't kissed her only made her want him to kiss her more. He was a most desirable man. Surely he knew that.

Lifting another berry from the basket, Eska popped it into her own mouth, chewing lightly before sipping the wine. She like the two flavors melding together and had just been about to share her discovery with Ulric when he spoke her name. The woman lifted heavily lashed eyes to search his silvered gaze as he spoke, laying out his feelings and fears. It was obvious that he'd been hurt in the past simply by the wording that he chose. He moved fast. He got burned. Ah, but he liked her though. That was a plus. Eska blinked her golden eyes, the corners lifting as he admitted that he did want to kiss her.

Eska had two choices. She could pull back and give Ulric the feeling that he was taking things slow this time for his own mental well being. Or she could do what her inebriated body wanted to do and that was roll him onto his back and take him right now with the stars in the sky laying witness. In the end, after a bit of muddled thinking, she opted for a third choice.

"We'll go as slow as you need to," she promised. Eska raised one silver dipped paw to gently cup Ulric's scarred cheek. "I would be terribly offended though if you didn't kiss me," so she kissed him instead. Eyes drifting shut, the brindled fae moved in, her lips touching his for a moment before she was tasting the berries on his own tongue. A low, soft groan pulled from her before she broke the kiss. Slow, they were taking it slow.

Since they were taking it slow, she could share her discovery now. Lifting a berry, she offered it to him. "If you chew a berry and take a sip of the wine, it tastes exquisite." Not as good as he tasted by far, but she was trying to keep the subject neutral. Not too fast, she reminded herself. Not too fast.