Shadowwyn Moor beauty was your armor

paw presses against his shoulder; tender, followed by a question that answers ridgeback's questions all at once. me. i am much tastier than a crumb. coquettish tease leaves his lips and he grins. a four course meal, if ridgeback was being generous to himself and he usually was. fire settles low in his belly, so easily roused no doubt by the fruitful season they lingered in still. ridgeback shifts then, so the other man's paw falls from his shoulder and draws nearer in an effort to nip at the other man's cheek.