Reunited

He would notice as her fur became poofed up, a perfect distraction from the shivers that ran down her spine. He'd feel himself craving them, he wanted to feel her again. He had been denied her body for a month, and as he felt her warmth and let her aroma fill his senses he wanted her. She would continue to put him off though, she would snort at his words, "I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself." And though he was still nervous about her being away from the pack lands he would drop the subject. As she grew silent he would wrap himself closer to her. She would elicit a deep feeling of desire, one that hadn't been sated in a month. He craved his Lady, more than ever at that moment.
As he nibbled at her ears a bit more a husky growl would emanate from his chest, an obvious testament to his need for her. "Do you want to go and hunt for something? You're awfully thin and momma Othello just can't have that daddy." She would nip at him harder, and she should have known over all other wolves that food was the very last item on his mind. He was focused on her body, and the primal needs of his own. He'd been with pout food for this long, he'd survive. Othello was with him now, gorgeous and just as in need of him as he was of her. "There are much more pleasing activities I can think of than hunting right now." He would whisper these words in her ear as he grabbed her and pulled her into his grasp. A playful growl would leave his lips as he nipped at her alabaster audits.

"Scorpion Speech"
"Othello Speech"