Blacktail Deer Plateau wisteria; growing [m]

even if she was capable of speaking, the blackbird had no word for this -- how it heightened her senses, pushed by some peripheral force to a funneling of sensations -- a growl rumbled from her throat as merrick's speed increased.

and then the zenith was hit, the marker subdued, and a strange warmth billowed within -- inside, astara found something akin to total union. in the weeks that followed she would pursue this fleeting high with a purist's unblemished ambition -- but for now astara only wished to show merrick was hers' alone.


a full throated growl parted from the blackbird's lips as merrick moved at last to separate -- the last of that sensual feeling gradually dissolving as he parted. astara turned and pulled at him, downward -- holding him not unlike he had held her moments before.