Coming back around again

Mmm. Merc murmured quietly to the waking world. He blinked open sleepy eyes and stretched like a satisfied cat. There was warmth around him, breath against the thrum of his throat. He woke a little faster, his eyes already smouldering as they lingered on Anthea. “Careful, or we’ll be heading towards round two” he teasingly warned her, moving to kiss the nap of her neck. He could feel the beat of her heart beneath it.

He blinked slowly a couple times, still waking up. Already his thoughts started to take a heavier turn. He wrapped a paw gently around her, pulling her close. “Still need a little time on your own out here?” He asked, trying to voice the question teasingly to hide how important the answer was to him. It was just one night. One night didn’t have to mean anything… so did it? Mean anything to her?


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