Healer-boy

He apologised after kissing her. Were boys supposed to do that? Were boys allowed to do that? She didn’t know any of the rules. She was so far out of her depth he might as well have tossed her off the mountain and told her she had to learn to fly. He wasn’t a boy he was her master there were rules. There was emotional distance, there was…

Fuck it.

She woke up, and shoved away the uncertainty, the panic. Vesper was back in control, and she was about to swing so far the other way that the both of them would likely die from a heart attack. Oh well, the doctor was in the house. She moved forward, and pushed roughly against the white wolf. Slamming her lips against his in a hungry motion. She had no idea what to do with this kissing business, but she was still pushing against him. Trying to mould her shoulders to his body. There was no thought on consequences, what this would mean. What he might want. She was a wolf who hadn’t had sex in a long time, and never willingly. Right then and there, she was all emotion. There was no future past this moment.


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