The Bench Grew Cold

Her whispered words caused his ear to turn slightly and listen, to catch the sound that barely escaped her lips and embedded itself in the fur of his nape. Raheerah issued a rumble in response. His single eye began to slowly close, as much as he would like to fall asleep this moment, he wondered if he truly could. She had awakened him and given his brain a thousand new thoughts to mull over, despite how peaceful they had become, wrapped up in one another. As he felt the sensation of her tongue running along his hairs, his eye fully sealed and he sucked in a slow breath through his nostrils, her scent flooding into his lungs.

Despite how awake he felt now, Raheerah overestimated the activity of his brain. For all the thoughts that stirred within his mind, the beast still managed to drift away, consciousness leaving him as he engrossed himself in both the smell and the warmth of his companion. He returned to his sleep, satisfied that he had secured her to the confines of their den once more.

fade out yo