Lost Creek Hollow [M] Drop-off

i loved this also! <33

her eyes were bright. "si," and reached up with slender silver forelegs to enfold his neck, to draw him down. for her this was catharsis, an act which pleased them both but allowed her mind to wander, to depart; allowed silvertongue to think of many things and conceptualize while her skin was warm. she did not know it, but she had learned this in akashingo. the sharpfang was not displeased with her lover, and entertained him with several things, her laughter a moongilt bell. the penultimate courtesan, playing a role that sated silvertongue to an unseen core. and when they had paused, for she was not finished with the energetic kvarsheim man and his clear passion, she again favoured him with a grand smile. "do not go back home tonight. stay — near here, with me." she kissed the top of his paw. reeled, tempted; she kept him as long as she was able, for her as well as himself.