Why does it hurt so much

There was enough heat and husk in his words to bring to mind a repeat, but he let her slip away to start the process of making tea. She grabbed a packet from a corner and opened it. Giving it a careful sniff to ensure it was still good. It was important that this tea was made right. And to full strength. With that in mind, she let it steep for a while. Letting the tea soak to every inch of the hot water. She made enough for only one person, and she poured it carefully. As she worked, Inc stretched and completed the processing of waking. He asked her a question, and while she flicked her ears his way to acknowledge she had heard him, she didn't immediately reply.

She took the singler cup rather carefully in her paws and placed it between them. Only then, with a jolt, did she realise how it might look. How Inc had first found her, poised over a singular cup. Indecision in her eyes. She frowned. "This isn't like our first meeting, so don't go getting any ideas." She clarified, not wishing his thoughts to travel down that path.

"I'm sure I don't need to give you the birds and the bees talk. You mentioned recently how you've started to wish you could have kids. After what happened last night, I would drink this tea. But I think that decision should be made with both of us." She said, her eyes serious as she lifted them. Looking at the taller wolf across from her hopeless affection.