Moonspear [m] doppelgangland

don't mind me, ignoring older threads for this one.

Sialuk wondered if he might be nervous, as Keen had during their first night with one another. He brought talk of the ulaq, of where he had slept nights past. She was not interested in such things—at least not for now. Sialuk pressed herself closer to him, rib touching rib.

Argent, she said, a long pause between his name and her next words. I would like to take you as lover. For tonight, maybe more. It is my way to share this with you—and others. Sialuk did not want to press him into something he did not wish. And yet her stomach tightened even as she reached to press her nose to his scruff.