What is dead may never truly die

Bane gave a muted chuckle at his weak kneed mate. Fangs grazing through the fur of her throat, feeling the shivers as her body responded to his administrations. With but a single word she would voice her surprise, the way a foreleg was lifted to stroke the side of his neck. Desire and the minuscule hint of a sultry playfulness as he saw a crow feather fall away. Tahlia wasn't going to wait, the way she held him tightly as he pinched her neck between his forelegs, breathing quickened as he kissed the she-wolfs neck.

A step was taken back, his hips squirmed for a moment before taking a slow shuffle forward as the familiar motions brought them back muzzle to muzzle. And after lavishing kisses upon her throat for a moment he began to move with but a firm roll of his haunches, muzzle nipping the side of her neck, feeling and hearing her breathes next to his ear. For what seemed like hours Bane brought Tahlia up the tallest mountain, never quite letting her summit the peak when the top was in sight. All the skill, all his stamina and all the tenderness he could put into the climb being preformed alongside with her. Listening to wants and needs along the way. And when it finally came to bind their bodies together for sweet release his gaze broke away from her eyes. He bent her neck back as his fangs held firm around the she-wolf's throat, a muted groan given. Tahlia's quarters now following his gentle movements that eased her down from the high they had reached together. Exhaustion quickly set in, Bane standing over his mate as they waited, jaws withdrawing, nips now being placed with his nuzzles behind Tahlia's left shoulder, a paw caressing her side. Trying to keep her distracted. To let her go back with a dream worth remembering.

"How are you back at home when not dreaming?" Bane mumbled against her neck. A whine threatened to leave him as they suddenly became unbound, the deceased wolf rubbing his forehead against her cheek as he was finally allowed to freely collapse upon her. "How many young were there? Are all the pups doing ok?" So many questions he wanted to now ask, and it was a fear that if she was dreaming that she could stay a little longer and provide answers.