Stir the coals

The flickers of flame distracted her, and she subtly jumped when Bas stepped up beside her. She leaned into his kiss, closing her eyes against the sublime feeling of warmth that ran through her.

She turned to him, a tease in her eyes already, "What? You don't want to keep me helpless and needing to rely on you always to come save me?" She asked narrowing her eyes at him. Keep her fragile and genteel enough to push her around?

She returned to the fire for one more moment. "I was going to start the fire in there before you woke up, but someone was slacking out here." She said, satisfied that the bonfire would last a few hours before it needed more attention. Perhaps they could weave in an honor system about tending the fire. Make sure it didn't go out. She pulled a lock of his fur by his neck with her teeth as she pulled away from the fire. She picked up the pail and disappeared briefly to place it inside the den then returned to his side.

"How does one start their training? Face off and spar or sneak attack from below?" She asked innocently when she suddenly dove under him, nipped at an elbow, and came out on the other side to nip his other shoulder, with a delightful laugh in between. She tried to be as quick as she could before he would use his weight against her and just squish her under him.