Redsand Canyon perseco

Fennec made a sound, soft and low in her throat, as he drew her in closer.  At some point it had stopped feeling like a gesture he did for her and more like something natural.  Alone like this, any distance between them would feel wrong.

Fennec was a minefield in a variety of ways, but when it came to this, she was not hard to distract.

Will you be able to enjoy it, leaving your post?  She smiled, a glint of devilishness behind it, and traced to give his jawline and chin a light nip.  Or are you hoping to make me distract you.  Imperator.

She’d be more than happy to oblige, especially then.  She might let nerves get to her a bit later, thinking about the extended time alone together with no duties or distractions to occupy either.  Right now she was too close to entertain any potential downsides or effects.