Underneath The Bridge

He did look back up at her when she spoke, a more serious somehow softer look on his face. He raised a paw to rub down her neck and shoulder as she had drawn hers across his cheek. He took a few seconds as if to let her statement sink in to him, "I love you, Scylla." Easy words for him, not a single second did he hold back the words for his sister. He'd be by her side wherever she needed him. To help with her pack, to help with personal matters, or to show her love just like this. She was safe with him, she could be anyway she wanted. He'd never judge her, he'd never say a word to anyone else. He'd make sure she had anything she ever wanted. It was everything he could give her as her big brother.

He leaned back down to kiss her again, savoring the moment. Showing her how much he wanted more of her physically as he pressed the bulk of himself against her. He'd hold to her tight as he finally went to fit them together. Gentle, careful, perfect. Everything that was him. He was more of emotion, a lover not a fucker. But he had to enjoy this pleasure of life. He'd pick up the pace as Scylla led him by her own movements and reactions. Until he could find that sweet blissful end and want to do nothing but hold her in the aftermath.

"Cerberus"