Moonspear [M] It's all your fault, you called me beautiful

His growl behind her ears sent sparks spreading down her nape, and her hackles quiver upward after in response. She shifted somewhat as his touches curved down her neck and rounded her back when his paw draped over it. They've been here before, so it isn't from that alone that she's feeling remarkably warm yet still like shivering.

She lets it be for a breath but slides from underneath it in the next to curve back onto him for an attempt at a nip then lick on the cheek. There, she lingers in close, suspecting he may make an immediate bid for above her again if she stayed too still so she moves against Charon -- first nipping behind his ribs then on the haunch before pulling away, tail up and with a bold saunter to arc around him.