Larksong Grotto the sun dog

Terich was unsure of what to do with himself and how to act in this situation. He had loved Capri from afar, that was true, but he had never consummated his affection for her. He had never dealt with this before, and while he didn't altogether dislike the sensations running through him at Vuk's heady touch, he also didn't know how to process it. They had agreed to be platonic partners, mates in name and deed to the outside world, but not within their own circle of trust. He had never thought to touch her more than a gentle friend, and now she was running her body along his, inviting him with her eyes. 

He cleared his throat, turning to look at her fully with a frown adorning his features. Vuk..? his voice was soft, uncertain, and after a moment of silence he continued. I thought we had an agreement. It pained him to speak of it, but they were in the confines of their den, and he knew they would be safe here. But why did he need to speak these words anyway? What had gotten into her, or into him?