Ravensblood Forest Mixed feelings [mature]

He was feeling embarrassed, which was a first. His comment didn't seem to affect her that much - or maybe she heard the words and chose to let it slide in favor of some company. They were both sad creatures; things had begun to look up for Firefly, but overall he was missing pieces and somehow fate had aligned them together. Two lost souls with too much baggage.

Perhaps because she could sense this, Moonshadow leaned in close and kissed him softly, which took Firefly completely by surprise. This woman had been so afraid of him before, so uncertain. Perhaps their shared experiences were enough. If wolves could blush, he'd probably be blushing a little bit - instead, Firefly let himself act in accordance to his whims and to his biology.

He was already enamored by this woman because of her scent. This might've been a tiny act of affection but Firefly's mind was thrown back to the moments of ecstacy, of joy and physical connection, between himself and the Rusalkan women with whom he'd shared a tryst. His young body was already responding, and try as he might Firefly wouldn't be able to help himself.

The man leaned in close to her and began to nibble at her ear, at the line of her jaw, letting himself be swept up in the momentary increase of his horomones.