Will You Be My Deadman?

His breaths were shaky as she pressed into his touch, heads wrapping around the other, his body moving forward so he could encase her. Her whine, it seemed to be the trigger for his own, low and almost needy. “Marina, my dear Mar.” He whispered, licking along her cheek and down her neck till he met her shoulder where he then would rub his face into her back. Spencer was so happy he was sure words would be useless, tongue not wanting to work probably and make him sound like a pup talking for the first time. So he would just breathe in her scent and rub against her, just wanting to soak up those missed memories and remember the good days of when they were pups.

“Oh how I have missed you.” The man was finally able to speak, pulling away with a kiss to her ear before finally meeting her beautiful red eyes. Tail wagged uncontrollably, just wanting to pounce the girl and lay there together like when they were pups. “So long... where have you been Mar? How have you been fairing during our separation? Tell me everything!” He bombarded her with questions, wanting to get caught up so that they could become reconnected and continue to be from this point on. He would try to be there for her now, show at every call and make sure he was never too far away. He didn't want to lose her again.