The Heartwood heart to heart

Oh - thought Alya - that was better. Whatever he was doing was definitely working, although it did not seem much different than what she'd done with Ben, or what she did with her sisters. But the Cerberus's carresses had only ever brought comfort - had never ignited her the way that Vaati had. It was certainly enough to drive her to distraction, such that when Vaati told her to calm down she only huffed in response.

"Like that," she agreed, unabashed and ardent. "But more - " More what? Alya only knew that it needed to be more and that she was completely incapable of describing what exactly that entailed. Another huff escaped her - aggravated and almost desperate. "More," she repeated. Maybe more teeth? But not as much as before. Gosh, this was such a fiddly practice. What should she be doing? It seemed like an awful lot of work just to stay still -

and then as soon as she thought the words, she realized that sitting still was certainly not what she should be doing. The dark woman surged up, unwittingly performing the same movement that Vaati had beeb rejected for only moments before. Her jaws, however, sought only to have soemthing between them, not to pull Vaati to the ground. She caught fur, thick and fragrant, and then smoothed away her saliva with a few swipes of her tongue.

This wasn't any better than sitting, she realized.