Hideaway Strath The only thing that's on my mind

He tilted his head down to her a little, a soft smile on his lips.
She was scared, but he would protect her. He would not let them lose again. Either of them.
"I know, Arlette, but for you..." Anything was left unsaid as he whispered back, pressing his body to hers again.

Her whine brushed his ears, stirring him.
He swallowed a she spoke again, expecting her to demand he get permission now.
But it didn't come. I want you.
A shuddering breath left him, his muscles were still tense. I want you.

"You have me," he mused, a smirk tugging his lips.
He started to nibble at her again, his tongue now sweeping over the fur along her scruff...against her neck.
He wanted her. His tail waved softly, another shiver running down his spine.
He breathed in her scent, drawing it into him. She smelt so good, even better than usual.

He pulled back, looking at her again with his final question held in his eyes.
Now?