We Got One Thing On Our Minds

He couldn't help but feel heavy and dizzy from the alcohol as the boat shifted underneath of him and he moved into her. It had almost hit him in phases as time had went on. Now that they were this far, he would have never thought she had doubts before, especially the way she looked at him and grabbed at his fur almost pulling him into her more. She relaxed under him and let him have all of her.

His muzzle pulled down to break nibbles over her chest and neck as he continued, and as he felt the length of their pleasures conclude a paw pulled off of the edge of the raft, placing it just beside her ribs as he looked at her with lustful, pleading eyes, "Azzie," in a huffed tone he felt let he could barely get out, "Look at me." The alcohol had really helped him focus on just their act rather than the guilt surrounding it. But looking at her always eased him more, he loved her seeing him so vulnerable but also seeing the same of her while she was under him.

-Fade-

He had felt more relieved than he ever had, but probably wouldn't remember the full feeling come morning. His paw curled around her shoulder, gently leaning in to kiss her still while catching his breath before flopping down beside her on the uneasy raft. He had been so weighted in his spot above her that all of his vision had spun when he rolled onto his back. He chuckled quietly to the feeling, the fuzziness and feeling of the aftermath. Everything was perfect.

"Azzurra & Balthier"