Breaking Down Walls

An almost imperceptible disappointed huff escaped through her nose. No, this was good, this was control. This was needed. The last thing she wanted was to hurt his relationship with Hazel. How were they ever going to get back from this?

He called her Iggy again. She didn't know how she felt about him calling her Iggy. It felt... wrong somehow. She could certainly find something to help clean his eyes. The tiger's fur, his tail, her tongue.

"You'll like it too much, I should just lead you blind." She teased breathless. What was it about this cave that emboldened her? The tiger? The solitude? What?
She pressed her side into his arm to lead him back to the tunnel entrance. There she could squeeze through and get a nice chaste cloth to wipe his eyes. Unless he allowed her to clean them like the dogs they were.

"Speech"