Takes Two To Tango

He could feel the closeness too, although he might not admit it unless directly asked. It felt good to be intimate with someone, but it also felt good to be able to talk to that someone. He'd had lovers before, but most of them had been nothing more than simple flings, the act of sewing his wild oats. This was different, and although he wouldn't say he was starting a relationship with Mercy, he would say that whatever it was was special. 'Well, I'm glad. Its nice to have a few more wolves in your corner.' He nodded, because there wasn't really much more he could add to such a statement. It was true and in no way deniable. She moved toward him and for a moment he was unsure what he wanted. However, as soon as her flesh touched his he was reminded and he moved to mold his stomach against the curve of her bodice. A thoughtful and contented "Mmm," left his lips as he craned his head toward her, hoping to tuck his chin in close to her frame. It didn't get much better than this. He breathed a contented sigh and inhaled slowly - drawing in her scent in long breaths. An ear flickered idly atop his head as he mumbled through her fur. "I never asked before, what's your position here in Imperium?"