Redhawk Caldera Your sugar, yes please

Elwood answered her quiet confession with one of his own.  Fin could feel her heart throbbing in her chest as the words.  They were so simply and so... not at all true to the real depths of their feelings for each other.  And yet, the Blackthorn suddenly felt such an intense pull to him.  One that obviously was reciprocated.


While Elwood continued to play the coy game, making it obvious that he was leaving it up to her to come to him, Finley was deciding on what game it was she intended to play.  Though she had started the game on the tone Elwood had taken, the fever boiling in her blood certainly wasn't going to allow her to play a similar hand.

So, without further ado, Finley sprang at him with a heated growl.  Her intent wasn't to hurt him at all, but to just get as near to him as possible.  The moment their bodies collided, the beta went to work, running her nose and tongue all along whatever part of him she could reach, growling eagerly, though clearly with affection.