Redsand Canyon perseco

germanicus grinned an easy smile when fennec called him general.

he liked it on several levels though he was unsure it was seemly to say as much. 

"i was," he said, and kissed the side of her neck, pulling the imperatrix closer until his nose brushed the fine hairs of her nape. 

who knew what affection meant to take him now? in the morning he would be collected as always but for now in the darkened, warm freedom of their den, germanicus was only a man.

he proceeded boldly, his foreleg draped across her waist. "i had thought when the time comes, you would like to share it with me away from the canyon."