Douse This Fire

Syanna gave an eye roll and a quiet groan when he not only refused to let her go, but continued to rub and scratch at her back while playing with her fur. Her tail swished and beat erratically against the ground, her paws flexing and relaxing over pawfuls of his fur. She rested her head against his chest, feeling his warmth and thick, coarse fur mixing with hers. His scent filled her nose, woody and masculine, and the longer he held her, the more frayed she felt her resolve becoming.

She was so relaxed at this point, every muscle in her body feeling like jello, but the molten heat in her belly aching with a primal need kept her awake and aware of where she was. She was in the arms of a large, strong male that had everything her body craved and everything she needed in that moment. It was literally a battle between her mind and her body, and both were deadlocked right now. Ezra, however, seemed to be fighting for the side her heat was on. How the hell was he still so calm and not losing his godsdamned mind with all the pheromones she was releasing into the air?

She gave a more vocal groan of frustration when Ezra mentioned being in no hurry to get back, then continued doing what he was doing. Gods, did he had any idea how much he was affecting her?! Was he doing this on purpose? "Eeezraaaa..." she grumbled in groaned, groggy annoyance, her body feeling hot all over, and it took a great deal of mental resolve to keep herself still and not squirm or writhe or grind herself against him.

She let out a soft sigh of delight when he kissed her forehead, biting her lip again to resist the mental images of grabbing his face and sliding her tongue into his mouth. Too much, Syanna... That's too much...! They'd only just started crossing the line from friends into something more, she didn't need to be thinking about screwing his brains out right now! All she could hope was that he let her go before her heat pushed either of them past the point where they couldn't control themselves.

"Syanna Alluráin"