Slow and Steady Wins the Race

As Ysmir moved toward her and she felt his paw rest on her cheek, she looked up at him with nothing short of true love and trust. As soon as his lips touched hers it was like all of her nervousness and uncertainty was swept away, replaced instead with emotions she couldn't describe and a happiness that she only ever felt when she was with him. She returned his kiss just as deeply, sinking into the feeling of it and letting her marbled eyes close as a soft sound of delight and overwhelming emotion escaped her. The feeling of his claws on her skin sent shivers of delight through her, tapping into something she had never allowed herself to delve into and sparking a fire in her core that she wouldn't be able to explain if anyone asked. Feeling his paw wrap around her and pull her close, she let him support her in his embrace that had always felt so strong and comforting, ever since that first night after he had been her savior to help her get back home. Her forelegs readily slipped up to wrap around his neck, pulling herself tighter to him as instinct and desires she had only ever heard about took hold and guided her actions.

She hardly noticed as his weight shifted and the world tilted around them until she felt the plush rug under her back and the warmth of his body along the length of hers, their chests and stomachs pressed together far more intimately than they had ever been. It wasn't until he broke their kiss that her eyes fluttered open again and she looked up at his handsome features, panting lightly while her heart beat like a drum in her chest. A grin pulled across her features to match his, a breathless giggle leaving her while her paws that were still tangled in the thick fur of his scruff started to lightly trail up and down the back of his neck. She thought she would be more uncertain or uneasy when confronted with this step in their relationship that she had wanted for so long but had been too afraid to ask for, but in reality she knew that she could trust Ysmir and in comparison to giving him her heart giving him her body felt easy.

Gwynevere leaned up to catch his lips again, kissing him deeply and slowly, savoring him and the passion that he drew out of her. For most of her life, ever since she was attacked, Tamsyn was scarred, and Resin was lost, she had kept her emotions at arms length. Feeling too much had become dangerous when she was constantly needed to heal others wounds and be the steady hand that they could rely on when everyone else was falling apart. But right now, in this moment, all she wanted to do was feel. She let every single sensation and emotion wash over her and overwhelm her in the most wonderful way, the heat that Ysmir kindled feeling as if it might just burn her up from the inside out. When she pulled away from that kiss again she didn't go far, her lips still lightly brushing his. "I love you," she whispered against his lips before diving back into another kiss, pulling her into him and giving everything of herself over to him. She knew he wouldn't be able to say the words back to her, but she didn't care. She could taste his love in their kiss and feel it in how he held her, and they would make love here in the spot where their relationship had truly began.

"Gwynevere Carpathius"