To be lost in ignorance was both blessing and curse, as it awarded the mind the pleasures of not knowing, and damned it with the burden of not understanding. The deeper bonds between the soft grey male and his wife were distant from her comprehension, that she did not think of it at all for the moment. Even when the warnings of uncertainty rang soundly in her ears. Rather than heed their tones, she was fixed by her ignorance, damning herself for not understanding the pull elicited by a single touch, nor the cause for warmth that brewed from her belly to touch her cheeks. It was pleasant, undeniably, but she could find nothing in her mind to compare this impression to. Let alone a reason why a small, lengthened touch would react with her so. The new was frightening, yet thrilling, worth the bold progressive step to follow his retreat.
They had fallen silent inevitably. Now with a resolution there was no need for either to speak, let alone linger. Yet she did not step away nor did she allow him to do the same- not without a slight hindrance to his progress. Smoothly she slipped forward to cross the path of his retreat, a broad shoulder jut forward to bar him for a moment as again she nudged her muzzle forward to press against the length of his own. |