Redhawk Caldera Out on the verge of the rest of our lives

Even though Peregrine told him he did not have to do anything, Pantaleimon still felt like she did, and she had no idea where to start. What he said next clarified things a little, when he asked her what she wanted to do. Pan looked at her feet while she tried to think what she actually wanted. It didn't help that Perry was Alpha again now, proud and tall, no longer dangling at the bottom of the ranks, and far out of Pantaleimon's league, in her opinion, despite the low opinion her upbringing held of males. Pan's opinion of Perry was far from low.

When Peregrine searched for her eyes, Pantaleimon briefly allowed their eyes to connect before she submissively averted her eyes again. When he asked her again what she would do -- except this time, with or to him -- Pantaleimon pursed her lips briefly in thought before she shared: "Cuddle." It was still kind of scary, considering what had happened last time, but it wasn't like she wanted, well, sex or anything, right now. She particularly didn't want to do anything to Perry, or anyone for that matter, in that department, even though she felt physically attracted to him.