Wapun Meadow When her body's on mine I do not say no

He felt the give and the take, the subtle undertones, and the cues that keep the warmth between their contact sparked for longer and longer each time. It seemed otherworldly, and downright easy to become so overwhelmed. But here in the ether, he felt he might find his comfort. Maybe a little ways outside of his mind, he'd do just fine.

Inari watched her shift, moving down onto her back, with wide eyes and hot, panting breaths. She lured him forward, perhaps unknowingly, and he aimed for small licks and nips up and down her belly and chest in response. When she returned them, he'd not put much effort into dodging them or her reach. Her touches, however foreign, lit up his senses and he was craving more still. Bravely, he stayed closer when nipping up near her chest then moved to put one of his paws on her opposite side, straddling her if she let him. To distract, or maybe encourage, he reached his nips for her muzzle next and purled soft growls between his gestures.