Silence greeted his question, and he watched her silently. Curious to see what she would do. Would she run again? He wasn’t entirely sure if he would catch her. He was still feeling spent from their love making. That satisfied, tired feeling ran through his bones. A part of him thought he could sleep, and he wouldn’t mind curling up with Isa. But he was also game for whatever she had on her mind.
She slipped off his stomach, and he let her go, through his eyes followed her. A hint of longing and… something else in their depths. A sort of deep affection that could be called by other names. Just perhaps none he was entirely ready to say yet. She was watching him, and he wished he could read her thoughts. What was going on behind those sweet, icy eyes of hers?
Her eyes fell on a certain member, and then rose across his body. At the look in her expression, the heat in her eyes, and that teasing grin he decided he wasn’t actually that tired after all. Sure enough, he found himself very much awake a moment later. His paws dug into the earth as he began to pant. He had never been touched in this way before, and he found his paws stretching, his heart rate kicking up, and his breathing coming in short pants. “Isa.” He groaned her name, his eyes mostly closing, and his head tilting backwards.
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