Moonlight Madness

"Talk" Walk

He lay awake. They had done...something he hadn't expected to happen. He knew she was in heat. The scent was obvious. And he wondered if those seasonal hormones really had the power to cause someone to just...throw all caution to the wind, or if it was something she wanted herself. If he wasn't confused earlier, well now he really he was. He blinked in the darkness but dared not to move. He assumed she had fallen asleep, so he didn't want to disturb her. Unlike the last time he had fucked around, he had been...gentle this time. She was so small compared to him. He didn't want to consciously hurt her. The mix of emotions he had been feeling towards her since after the first day they met was something he was struggling with. It was like his head was underwater, and no matter what he did, he couldn't breathe. Couldn't see clearly. Couldn't pull his head out of the depths. And he was acting like his demon was his lifeline.

How cruel was it to be taken so violently for so long...and then thrown into the dark with not even so much as a whisper? He felt her shift and sit up. And he didn't stop her when she left his side to meet the water. Was...was that how she felt...?

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His fur prickled for a moment before he too got up. Quietly, he made his way towards her. He was tired in every way possible right now, but he didn't want to seem like more of a jerk and sleep if she couldn't. "Are...you okay?" He asked, hesitation in his voice. He didn't know if she wanted to be left alone after all that or if he should keep her company. Sure, he was her captor. But right now, she was the one that had the control.