Broken Antler Fen spindledown

teya paused, tongue lolling, as bridget's teeth slid gently through the fur along her flank. the gesture burned through her; she paused at once, catching the gentle suggestion of something else in the red-masque's face. purringly she butted her crown against that of her companion, beginning to press upon the cardinal cheeks little kisses here and there.
tail revolved wildly behind her; she moved closer and closer still until their pelts meshed.
"we find a place now?" she inquired, desire thrumming huskily in her throat.