You own me like whispers in poetry

His heart thumped against his chest, and he gasped softly when he slid back down into her. He could see the light headedness in her eyes, and instead of going for her throat, he nipped her nose lightly as he gave one last thrust, and spent himself in her. He lay lightly on her chest, his weight on his paws as he took a moment to catch his breath. How did all their events end in a similar way? They loved each other too much, the touch and feel and taste of each other. Intoxicating.

He slowly pulled himself free of her, and cupped a paw under her to bring her out of the ditch, and rest her back on solid ground again. He kissed her neck, still breathing heavily, as he looked at her through half lidded eyes. “Two tests down, my love. The last will be the hardest. Are you ready to start preparing?” Yes, fuck her senseless and then ask the importance questions.