Stir the coals

Usually, he was easier to wake. She couldn't help but laugh at his sluggishness through her kiss when he finally roused. She kissed him again until he opened his eyes. She knew as soon as they had opened that he wasn't going to be leaving her without a final try. Not that she thought it would do him much good with her stash of tea in the corner. His grin and his slow movements told her all she needed to know. She moaned for him her good morning. Her voice was nearly hoarse. She pressed into him and held him close, she had to admit she liked this slow dance.

She intended her noises to spur him on but wanted him to take his time. She didn't want him to leave quite yet. When he was well and truly spent she was breathless against him. Her lips were dry, and her stock of water needed refilling. Ohh, she was going to be sore today, that was for sure.

"You be good now. Don't go finding any more damsels to claim while you're gone." She teased into his fur. She didn't want to let him go, her paws wrapped around his arm. But go he must, and the sooner the better. "The sooner you leave the sooner you can come back." She whispers.

"Ignita"