Shadows and Dust

"Eska"

With each passing moment, the threads of fate braided more tightly together. The kiss was slow to end and Eska found herself yearning for more. Heat filled her body and she wanted nothing more than to have him take her right there under the stars. That was the wine talking though. Eska could feel her inhibitions disintegrate but she had enough of her sense of self left to remember that Ulric needed to take it slow. She repeated it in her muddled mind like a mantra. Take it slow. Take it slow. Take it slow.

Ulric's words brought a husky chuckle from the woman and she gave her head a shake. Anything she said would have only fueled the fire, so she chose to say nothing. When the berry was offered however, she wasted no time in quickly plucking it from his paw and swallowing it down. Eska wouldn't make eye contact this time. If she did, it would be incredibly difficult to not kiss him again. Instead she looked upwards towards the starry sky.

With a yawn and a stretch, Eska sprawled out on the fur. She placed her cheek upon one bent foreleg and continued to watch the sparkling stars above. The woman's eyes pulled closed and her blinks came slower and slower until eventually she fell asleep pressed into the man's side. That night she had very racy dreams. Very, very racy dreams featuring a certain silver eyed man.