Great Bear Wilderness [m] pillow talking

Very fitting!

Fox was receptive, wonderfully so, and the entire experience was much better when the other was open to experiences both unknown and rough.  A small satisfied grin crossed her lips, and she closed her eyes as the other made her approval known.  This was an art form, one that too many took for granted, failing to see the beauty of this connection as anything more than a means to an end.  When it came to a collision between two women, it could hardly be for any purpose other than pure joy.  Part of the reason the two differed so wildly.

They weren't done, though, and now the other sought to take control.  Roz allowed her the taste of initiating, having no qualms about vocalizing when Fox met her mark.  It did not take much for the rogue to take pleasure, but this was better than many she'd had, and she closed her eyes, sultry exclamation leaving as the (unbeknownst to her) alpha finished out. 

Breathing heavily, she allowed her heartbeat to settle, then twisted to once more look at the woman whose name she did not even know.  That knowledge was unnecessary, for now she knew so much more, and had bared her own soul in kind.  A moment of passion, one without strings, but not without meaning.  "Now that is what I would call a perfect introduction."  Her eyes were lit with approval, and there was that trace of humor that rarely left her tone.