Fine Again

As the time had passed it would feel like forever to her if only really just a few moments. She had found herself into the comfort of his embrace easily again. But the urging feeling that she was not giving him enough was there. Was there something wrong with her? She could wonder. Maybe it was normal to feel this way, maybe in some ways he felt the same too. But as they kept coming to this even unspoken standstill her mind would step before her own paws.

She laid there as Arc rested again, ready to happily go back into his sleep with her pressed against him. Gentle breaths, barely moving a muscle for those few forever moments. And in time he may have felt some sort of relief in her tense form. Paws had gently ran along the front of his chest in the most subtle ways maybe almost seeming like a way to calm herself into her own sleep. Her intentions laid somewhere else but it was hard for her to take the leap. She was scared to take them further but she was also scared not to. Maybe tonight would be the night she broke herself. Hopefully Arc would never see it like that.

Small paws made their way downwards, her eyes closed in the dim night of the den but she used all of her other senses to push her forward. Maybe that helped. She didn't want to ask, she didn't want to say anything. She just wanted to do. Maybe he understood. Soon her paws were rubbing along the thin skin of his stomach, so unnatural in the ways he may have known her but gentle as she was. Everything just kept moving slow. Not a bad thing, and it was a long time coming at this point.

"Arc & Vanille"