Phoenix Maplewood All you need is some self-control

Immediatly after Reek uttered his invitation for Tavi to enter her own home, he pulled himself away from the entrance to allow her adequate room. Crouched and careful not to allow tender bits scrape across the crude dirt floor, Reek settled against one of the walls to lie in wait for his companion to join him. He needn't wait long, and soon she had settled in beside him, body against body.

She was insistent on giving him the grand tour. Reek couldn't blame her; a den of her own was an accomplishment. His gaze drifted along the barren walls of her freshly dug den. Surely, he would be on the lookout for a housewarming gift soon— something cool to break the monotony of dirt, dirt, and more dirt. He tried to listen and found himself nodding along to her suggestions on what to do with the space, but Reek also found it difficult to focus. The contact they shared almost became too dificult to ignore.

Reek gave in. He turned his head and allowed his teeth to lightly graze the crux between her neck and shoulder before mumbling, "It's nice," with a mouthful of fur. "Little small though." Of course, Reek wasn't complaining. He fancied tight places. There they were protected from not only the elements, but from prying eye (not that Reek had thought that far).