Stavanger Bay things are changing

Thistle's breath hitched as it always did at grin and though she narrowed eyes at his touches and light kisses she did not move away. She would allow them as she missed him more than she cared to admit. She froze as she always did when he was near her throat. She shifted smaller body and nipped at his shoulder harder than usual the fact of the matter she was still upset with him, but she was putty at his feet and the damned man knew it too. Even though it wasn't fair and it hurt and still needed her space, she gave in to the desires that pounded most everything else out for her.

she slid muzzle across his jaw and she nipped again at his shoulder she followed the column of strong shoulder upwards pausing to stand and move forward shoulder to shoulder then flank to flank followeing his spinal column with small nips and kisses, finally stopping and standing still with head turned sideways he could see glimpse of blue under lash and she waiting it was the only invitation he would get she was tired of talking.