Hoshor Plains [m] when the lights go out and i'm all alone again

For tonight, she huffs, passing her tongue over her upper lip. It was a strange feeling, to be caressed and kissed even after the rush of oxytocin had passed. She isn't sure how to feel about it. The jumping in her veins urges her to create a small distance between them. 
But, y'know, she nudges at him with a paw, an awkward gesture for such a blunderously large woman. Her size nearly mirrors his own, made all the more apparent by willowy limbs that press into his side. I gotta go in the morning. I've got a pack that needs me and it's a long way home from here.
The guilt was already starting to eat away at her, gaze softened and lips curled in a small frown. I live in, um, Swiftcurrent Creek. It's just beyond the Sunspires. If you show up and a big black-pelted guy comes, just ask for me. If you, uh, wanna see me again.