Drums... drums in the deep

He looked down at the helpless little wolf in his arms and was almost overcome with the desire to kiss her. To imagine the surprise on her face, and perhaps the little sound that might escape her. He felt his breathing quicken, and he closed his eyes. Trying to reign in his body’s desires.

“Mmmm.” He said agreebly, feeling the word vibrate through his chin against her. He didn’t try to speak, a little afraid of what might come out. She seemed to gather herself with a breath, and moved to break free. He didn’t release his hold, trapping her against him. Holding the power, holding her. Knowing that at that moment, he was the one in charge. Everything was on him, it was his choice in what he did and really, she had no say in it. There was an allure to that power, and he perhaps felt a small inkling into how his father felt. Why Azure had held his strength over them, and left them begging for the scraps of his approval. He let out a slow breath, breathing in the scent of her. His, his, his. he kept her trapped in his arms, wondering what she would do.