Why does it hurt so much

Incubus reacted, and somehow in her sea of pain she had forgotten he was beside her. But he was there because he hadn't abounded her. Hadn't abandoned her like her ex husband and son had. The words brushed across her mind, let in by the pain she was feeling. She pushed it out, not ready for that truth. Instead, she rocked back and forth and watched Incubus as he went from defensive to understanding. Reaching for her.

She melted into his arms completely. Limp against him as she attempted to borrow into his fur. "I didn't see anyone. It was a dream. Just a dream." She whispered, pulling herself up and wrapping her little paws about Inc's neck. He warm against her fur. Real, and present. She suddenly needed to feel something. Something other then pain and horror. Perhaps it was the lingering adrenaline, or the crash of it as it drained from her body at the lack of a threat. But it burned in her. She tilted her head up, seeking out Inc's face in the faint shadows cast by starlight. "Inc." She breathed his name softly, and reached for him with her mouth. Going in for a kiss, brushing her tongue across his muzzle. Tasting him, and all the reassurance he offered her.