Blackfoot Forest though she be but little, she is fierce

She seemed to enjoy herself, and for that he was thankful. He was just as into his action when she moved from him, but appeared shocked to not be able to. From her rippled sweet, bell-like laughs, and he moved to her ears to nibble playfully at them. "You are mine," he growled teasingly in her ear, wrapping his paws tighter around her waist. He had never thought that he had been her first, but the knowledge of such gave him an obnoxious amount of silent arrogance, and an even larger amount of caution. For now he treaded lightly, careful to keep himself contained until he was sure she had experienced the best of their ceremony-- praying she'd return to him again.