The blood you bleed Is just the blood you owe

Her offered kiss was grasped upon hungrily, clumsily. The sensations flooded her system like a wave of hot water. Her heart hammered as he took her very breath while drinking her in. Tongue running into her mouth, he could not be denied. The new experience was overwhelming! She could barely breathe! A fire roared down to her belly as the cool earth pressed into her back. The life that thrummed with their lips together burned with a heat she didn’t know was allowed. She wanted more… but that nagging tingle in the back of her mind wanted more than more. It wanted a voice. It wanted a choice. It wanted to taste freedom like the hovering honeybee on the wind. Like the rabbits on the moors.

Her lungs hungrily grasped at the air as they pulled away, burning her with their need for oxygen. She nearly slumped against him as she panted. She was dizzy and feeble as her paws tingled. They came together again, the zing of his tongue against her teeth made her tremble.

His begging whisper… a plea to let him go further. A fragile transfer of power made of spun sugar and fiberglass.
She almost wanted to… it would be so easy to give in to him like a match set to tinder. But the alcohol running through her system placed her paws set to his chest and pushed him back.
“No! You’re too drunk!” She tried to soften the blow with a teasing smile. When they were too far gone they couldn’t even get it up to try! Little did she know that it was hardly enough at the moment.