Isa worked and worked the man and finally he came undone. She barely had time to enjoy his pleasure and clean up the mess before she was wrapped up in his embrace once more. The blue woman licked her lips, enjoying the taste of him as well as her name on his lips. He breathily spoke her name and then he shocked her. Sirius declared his love.
With one dainty paw upon the man's chest, she could feel his beating heart. She swore that, at that moment, her heart beat in the same rhythm as his own. Extracting her paw from his grasp, Isa sank down so that she could lay flat upon him. Forelegs moved to wrap around as much of Sirius as she could manage. With her cheek against his chest and her ears up under his chin, Isa whispered, "I love you as well, my Warlord." And she did. Gods, she did. Isa had loved the man when he was still a pompous, demanding, irritating bastard. Even then she could see what was beneath. A sigh of content was released and Isa closed her eyes, suddenly tired, but incredibly happy. "I love you as well" she reiterated even more softly.
