Spring Folly

He wanted her, his queen, his companion and most trusted friend. He wanted all of her, her beautiful body her quick mindz her presence by his side. He knew the lust he felt now was all a part if that desire, and well his mind wanted her his body could only translate it to lust. He was curling himself about her, drawing the two closer together. His tail about her backside, his body oartm entwined about her, as a paw drew her head closer to his chest where she might hear the hammering of his heart. He wanted to take her then and there, but he knew that never again could he take her for advantage. "is this what you want?" he whispered, his voice husky and full, did she want him? And not for just thos one time, would she want him forever?



His tail would flex and loosen against her back as he asked his question and his eyes would be large and lustful, looking down to meet her own soft orbs. Could she see the unspoken parts of his question? Could see the always he wanted, smothering on his deep orbs?


"Speech"
'thoughts'