He closed his eyes, leaning into her kiss. His paws continued its motions across her back. He felt contentment, and comfort. Sharing your life with a wolf was a feeling you couldn’t replicate any other way. He grew silent for a moment, simply listening to the beat of her heart, and the rhythmic sound of her breathing, he could grow to like those sounds. “My impulsive question leads to others” He said after a moment, brushing his paw behind her ears. She was so soft.
“Would you take my name, if I asked? Did you want a proposal, a grand wedding? Something more quiet and for the two of us?” He knew he was being presumptuous, but she had already agreed to share her life with him. “Sleeping arrangements might need to be made, my night terrors are erratic.”
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