Lost little lamb

She drew in a sharp breath as his paw cupped her dainty chin. She welcomed his passionate kiss willingly, returning the fervor. Shifting her pose to press into him, as hungry for him as he was for her. Her tongue caressed the roof of his mouth, she pulled his neck fur with her pads for more.

They broke away together, their eyes meeting. Patience, babies later, we'll do it right...

She tilted her head, a knowing and coy look in her eyes, "Why do you think I started the tea?" She asked rhetorically, grinning. She was awakened to the needs and hunger of the flesh. All his fault really, if he wasn't so damn handsome with his eyes deeper than the sky. She carefully ran a finger over one of his sabers, hooked her claw around it, and ever so gently pulled his face ever closer. Her other paw coiled into his neck fur to pull herself forward.

"I promise... to say... when it hurts..." She whispered, pressing her cheek against his.

"Ignita"