Sleepy Fox Hollow Gave up on it, but honey, you got my hopes up

undone undone undone; quite not themselves, and yet every veil and shroud lifted. nerve endings spiraling into a spiked heat as wylla seduced him onward and onward.
his scarred muzzle touched her cheek, neck curved above her own; mahler aligned himself with a backward stamp of wide paws, bracketing her more firmly in his grasp.
feral, raw; instrinsic and yet a marvel of soft gentle glimmering come to limn the instinct in the very magnitude of love.
stunned; breath came more harshly; control began to wane in the loosening musculature of his flanks.
floating, heady, thrumming;
mahler formed her name in a deepening tone that reverberated in his throat.