Takes Two To Tango

The panic didn't melt away when she heard him start to breath like normal, her ears pinning flat to her head. The sound of him fighting for air was still haunting her, she swore that she still heard it. Her own heart was hammering in her chest, but she was pleased that he relaxed against her. His whine nearly broke her heart, unable to keep back her tears any longer. She noticed his own tears, whining quietly as she licked up the salty droplets. Nuzzling close to his face, she just wished that she could share her own oxygen with him. Her panic started to settle as his raspy breath hushed her, telling her that he was okay. "Like shit you are. What the fuck just happened Kyarst, you gave me a damn heart attack." she sniffled, trying to offer him a small smile. And yet her heart still hammered in her chest, her breath almost whining again. She didn't even realize that the moment they were sharing was quite intimate. Her focus was more on the dark male curled against her, trying to settle herself. He was obviously still not okay, he was drinking in the air like he was starving. Pushing her face into his plush neck she wept, trying to quell the fear that gripped at her. "Don't do that to me." she whispered into his neck.