I'm hot blooded, hot blooded

Her invite is obvious and enticing. He greets her lips with a firm press of his own, eyelids fluttering closed. Sighing softly as they part, he smiles at her husky words. This indeed was a moment he had been waiting for. Now they wouldn't need to wait anymore. Trailing soft, tender kisses along her cheek, Scald presses back. Their bodies mold together in a joining of obsidian and blond. A true yin and yang that formed a symbol of peace.

-fade to black-

Deliciously exhausted providing pleasure and comfort to Fic, Scald slides back to her side in a warming cuddle. Resting his head by hers, he licks at her muzzle, that soft smile still on his grey lips. "Was it worth the wait?" He murmurs quietly, chuckling lightly.

Fic & Scald