Firefly Glen first time making love

She quickly turned and walked toward him. It hadn't been long since she'd last seen the mink, but she missed him. Ying lowered her hindquarters into a squat and pushed her nose into his teeth, closely examining the array. No bugs, she assured him, but very stinky breath. 

Her paw waved in front of her snout — pee-yew! — but dropped soon after as she settled onto her belly. Ying was still tired; his conversation was welcome, but only on the condition that he not try anything.