Moonspear i set my clocks early 'cause i know i'm always late.

It occurred to her briefly that this entire strange dance she was doing with Penn, a progression entirely without communication, was the exact opposite of what had happened with Germanicus. Then that thought fled (along with most of the rest of the thoughts in her brain) when Penn responded by mirroring her movement and burrowing into her neck.

There was no way she’d be the one to stop this now. She let out a soft and low sound, almost a purr, and moved in to press more firmly against him. No words needed.

For once, for some reason, she didn’t care about the future. She wasn’t of a mind to analyze it - maybe it was because her season had come and gone, maybe it was something else entirely. None of that mattered here.

All that mattered was getting as little space between them as possible.

we can fade to after or do another thread, up to you <3 XD oop!