Last night like this

Together. They reached the peak in tandem.

Panting breathless and languid she let herself be drawn by her shoulders down next to him. Their desire and thirst stated. Those needle pinpricks on her hips stung. He growled as she dragged her claw over the scar and she turned it from an absent drawing to a smooth fluid caress over their past. She enjoyed the tingling sensations still rippling through her body and pressing in close to him. Her hips and thighs still tensed and released with subtle subsequent releases within her.

Her golden eyes watched him draw up his claw to taste the blood he had nicked from her. She shifted gently to observe the small spots of blood marking her ivory hips. His mark upon her skin, his ownership. Her thighs squeezed themselves at the thought. The scars would be imperceptible under her fur. She belonged so wholly to him there was no question, indelible.

Her head softly fell back to him and she slowly kissed his chest, cherishing his closeness, enveloped in his smell. They would become one in the eyes of the others, legitimacy, tomorrow.