Curtain of Stone

Ignita’s sudden movements had been unexpected, and were utterly distracting. He sucked in a sharp breath as her paws clamped around his head and neck, pulling her body up towards him. His scent changed, and his eyes lit like fire as she clung to him. But she didn’t stop there, she moved under him, digging her toes into his skin as she tickled him. Caught between the sensation of tickling and lust he barked a laugh and tried to grab at her paws, but they were moving too quickly across his skin.

He stopped trying, and instead scooped his paws under her, squishing her against his chest so she had no room to move. His heart beat like a drum, and his breathing was a little ragged as he held her there. Teasing little minx that she was. With her crushed against him, he moved his head to her neck, and started trailing kisses and nips up her skin.