Firefly Glen first time making love

Fade?

Astaroth seemed to always appear at the right time. A small part of Ying wondered if he was just an apparition, something she'd dreamt up for comfort. He made her feel comfortable, unafraid; she feared that one day he might disappear, leaving her to mourn their friendship in his wake. She pulled away and exhaled deeply, her breath still close enough to part his fur.

The things that she was feeling didn't matter. Their relationship hinged on one mutual agreement: no-strings, just sex. Ying bounded a few steps away, stricken by newfound energy. Apprehension might have been clear in her gait.

Once far enough, she knelt down and swayed her tail, inviting him to give chase.