Stavanger Bay Well it's too late

ooc: I marked it as private in order to draw this thread to a proper close.

Osprey stood, regarding him with a calm gaze and waiting for the young male to come closer. He did, she greeted him with a swaying tail and at his first touch, shiver ran down her spine. She closed her eyes, inhaling and exhaling slowly, enjoying the feel of his body against hers and taking in his sweet youthful smell. He had not seen much of the world in that sense, young and inexperienced. Whether that was true or not, didn't matter, she was oddly elated to have him here with her, when there could be million of other girls. What a day for her - a rulebraker, daredevil and now this. 

And yet... as mesmerizing his presence was, at the back of the mind it didn't feel right. Though he had managed to wake the lust that was hidden within her, somewhere deep inside she longed for another touch, a familiar one, the one that held different kind of love, which would last long after this madness would be over. It was just for a moment, a flicker, which was drowned by the instincts, which took hold of her and told her what to do. At the end of the day she was just a feral creature, doing the task that the nature had intended her to. So with the eyes still closed she lowered her head and granted him permission to move on.