Like a woman scorned

She would pull herself closer and he would welcome her, holding her so tight he couldn't imagine a single ounce of space was anywhere between them. He could feel the softness of her coat crushed against his own and could feel her heart beat through every part of them that touched. He could sense the gentle rise and fall of her breath and scent her life and familiarity all around him. He held her like a drowning man and she was his life line, like nothing else in the world could matter more then holding her close. He had missed this so much, too much and he was starving for her company, her presence, her happiness. A whine would escape her and he would gently dig in the paws that held her to him, and then she would kiss him and he would understand the sound that came from her. His hesitation wouldn't not have even been noticeable, as he thought the rightness of it in his head ? but clearly she was coming back to herself, remembered him wholly and wanted this ? and nor where they a stranger to each others pleasures. He sighed, once, in deep contentment as he nuzzled his head against her neck. He needed her to know she was special, that was loved wholly and without reservations. That she was the sweetest thing in his life and that he cherished every second with her. He ensured that his every action spoke this, holding her in a gentle, yet firm grasp, nuzzling against her, gasping gently in desire and pleasure as he wrapped his tail about her, as he needled his paws against her back and nipped softly, drawing a line from below to ear to her neck, to her chest, owning her, claiming her with his caress.



He didn't have to ask her if this was what she wanted, he knew, but before he would take her in that way he would make her burn for his touch, make her see in every fire that flowed through their bodies that he wanted nothing more then her. He teased her gently, rubbing his tail against her back, licking cool, slow licks against her face and tugging gently against her ear lob with his teeth, waiting for her to gasp his name

"Speech"
'thoughts'