Fox's Glade something in the way

He grinned stupidly as she sounded out the names, far better than he ever would have been able to pronounce the place she called home. He didn't even comprehend the comment on his family, as he was far too concerned with the way his whole fucking body was vibrating. Phox wanted to pull away. Oh shit, this again. No, no, no.

Mhmm, was all he could conjure. That was a universal word, right? She pulled away just slightly, but Phox was quick to close the gap between them. He didn't lead her further into the ritual, but what if...

Something in him woke up just long enough to realize the closeness between them. The smell that hung in the air. The way he so badly yearned for an intimacy that had been gone from his life for so long.