Forbidden Fruits

Saracyn hefted the bundle of fresh mink furs up the mountain path towards the den cave he shared with Avacyn, the pelts recently dried and ready to be spread out across their bed. With the autumn weather swiftly rolling in in the form of chilly winds and cooler nights, Sara had taken to starting the winterizing preparations of their home early. He had taken to his role as Ava's mate with great dedication and seriousness, making sure the new Matriarch was always tended to and cared for, her every wish and need and desire fulfilled and satiated to the best of his abilities, and while he didn't doubt his ability to keep her warm during these colder nights, having a fresh bed of warm, soft furs to get tangled up in his true love with was always a nice treat. As Commander and Avacyn's husband, Saracyn had found a whole new kind of purpose and direction in his life. There wasn't a single regret the crimson brute had, and it reflected in his unusually chipper mood in the weeks that followed their soul mating.

Approaching the den and stepping over the familiar threshold, the first thing Saracyn noticed was the freshness of Avacyn's scent inside. His sister must have been home, or had stopped by recently. A little smile tugged at his lips while he made his way to their bedchambers, unpacking and spreading the mink pelts out across their expansive bedding to add to the plushness of the pile. Once satisfied with his additions, Sara turned and headed back out to the common area, following his nose on the trail of Ava's scent until he had tracked her to her workshop. Being the natural hunter he was, Sara was able to walk almost silently into the workshop behind her, a roguish smirk playing on his lips. When he was within striking distance, the crimson brute slunk forward until he could reach strong forelegs forward and wrap them around her sides. Saracyn pulled Ava back against his chest and belly, holding her tight against his form while he immediately set to nuzzling his snout into the side of her neck, breathing in her sweet scent while large paws slid and roamed over her taut belly and slim waist. "What're you up to today, my beautiful soul mate?" he asked her in low, playful tones that rumbled in his deep baritone voice, his cool gaze moving to see what project she was working on while he began working her over, being a thorough distraction to her with wandering paws feeling her up.

"Avacyn & Saracyn"