Will we meet again

Her scent was dreamy to him. Somehow the company stirred an emotion akin to a want. He didn’t know this woman, she was a stranger who intruded on him and his dark whirling mind. He cared not for his feelings but maybe she could ease a bit of his pain in his chest. They finished the rabbit before he could answer her. A grave keeper huh? That wasn’t actually too bad of an idea. Handling the dead, something he kind of wished he was. Fenix started to nibble around her cheek then, moving along her side.

"This grave keeper could give you a gift." he whispered into her ear. If she rejected him that was fine. He didn’t plan on ever seeing this woman again after all. But he wanted to try and at least feel…. Something. If she was the path to that then he’d take the opportunity. Not to mention his hazy lustful thoughts that seemed to be crawling their way into him.