Blackfoot Forest It's Her Thing, Not Mine

He rested his weight just barely on her shoulder as he leaned over her. The feel of him over her made her skin crawl for a moment as she recalled times when she had been forced into submission with similar positions. Her lips pulled back slightly in a silent snarl which he could not see from where her head was placed. It's just Sam.

This all happened rather quickly, a heartbeat or two, before she processed that it was only her friend. She calmed rather quickly and relaxed against him briefly before he moved away. She smiled, tail thumping in happiness at his praise. Perhaps it was because of the attraction between them, perhaps not. She would have to see how she reacted with her mate whoever he might be.