Blackfeather Woods exhale desire

its u know what time ;) @Kove

The heat came once more, ravaging her body from the second she woke that dawn. This time, she embraced the feelings that it brought, and the consqeuences of staying where she could be reached. Yet, it would be only her mate that touched her, as she knew what he wanted. But she knew what she wanted, and could not do so without leaving misery in her path. Instead, she nudged awake her mate, laying beside her with no shame for his own actions. She envied him. But now was not the time to think upon her failures. There was no taking them back.

Yet, she wanted him, the way she had thought of before. They had never done anything yet, but she knew she did not need to feel cautious. His chivalry was what had drawn her to him, unlike the other males she had come across prior to their introduction. He treated her well, more than she deserved. It was not fair she could not care that same way.

TOLD YOU THAT I'D REPLY EVENTUALLY, A H A

Even when asleep, he'd been stirred by the scent that had slowly started to surround him. From beside him it had flared out, coating the entirety of their sleeping space and urging him to wake up. Yet, he'd fought off the urge, wondering if it was perhaps only a dream, up until the point in which he'd been touched. Nudged by his lover, he'd allowed for his lids to slide up from over his optics, blinking once or twice before turning to look at her directly. There was no longer a way to deny that the scent was real, rather than an untrue concoction created by his unconscious self. Her heat had come again, but this time he felt no need to hide himself away and guard her in secret. No, she was his and vice versa, and no one could prevent them from doing as nature so strongly suggested. Thus, he'd risen to his feet, inching closer to her as his nose found its way to the fur around her neck and had then proceeded to burrow into it. He'd inhaled her, intoxicated by the intensity of her fragrance that came from being so close. Still, though, he did not take her.

A formal discussion regarding their wants had not taken place, and so he'd held himself back for the first few moments, keeping his nose buried in her fur as his voice was searched for. Did she want children? Would she leave him if he were to jump her bones right then and there? She was someone that he couldn't stand the thought of losing, and so restraint was practiced for the time being, head tilting up from its lowered position so that he could look towards her features. "Is this what you want?" would be the only words to leave his mouth, formed into a question that he was desperate to be given the answer to.

small post to get this going, lol.

She did nothing but urge him on, though he took a moment of precious time to ask if she was willing. It seemed a no brainer to her yet she knew Kove was more chivalrous than her own ambitions. Her head snapped around, her eyes meeting his in a silent message that demanded him to get on with it. While she was, on a regular day, driven by fire, she now felt nothing but lust. And with that, she thought nothing of children as Kove's muzzle rippled through her aflame pelt. She nudged herself against him, desperate for the contact and release only he could give her. 

With satisfaction did she remember how their actions in that present moment would not longer be forbidden. Ultimatly she had come to the conclusion Burke had banned their physical mateship for the sole reason of him getting another chance to be a father, to knock up Malice. Yet the two failures and their bastard litter were the least of her concerns as she waited impatiently for Kove to proceed. And once he did, she hoped he would do so without caution. 

Here's your fade-to-black. Merry Christmas

No verbal answer had been given, for the look that he'd received spoke volumes. In that moment, he was desired and vice versa, the potential results of their union having been redirected to the back of his mind. With her permission, he'd bothered not with holding back any longer. Nearing her rump, he'd nosed at her briefly before lifting a forelimb up and over her back, cutting straight to the point. Holding fast to her waist already, he'd gripped her scruff between his teeth and then got down to business.