Lion Head Mesa The sun doesn't give light to the moon assuming the moon's gonna owe it one

Kallik followed her eagerly, accepting every bit of affection she offered along the way. She led them to one cave of many and then guided him down to a soft bed of animal furs. It was dim but the light that crept inside highlighted her features perfectly. You are the beautiful one, he murmured into the rabbit-soft fur beneath her ear.

All their dancing had led them to this moment, and he was selfish and unwilling to let it pass quickly. He wouldn't rush or settle for just one round. He wanted her to himself for as long as she would allow. With his mind set, he softly and slowly kissed along her cheek and then her neck, and then to her throat. He was setting the pace for how they would spend the next few hours, if she would allow it of course.