Bearclaw Valley [M] Ursa Major

there was something different about her eyes, some changed sheen, some heated core. whatever it was, ancelin was highly suggestible, already being one-track-minded when it came to ameline anyway.
"oh yeah?" he growled, nipping possessively at her throat and letting their legs twine together. his indigo eyes smouldered into that of her own, with a marrow-deep love as well as a conflagration of building desire.
"best two out of three?" he joked, laughing in spite of himself while, maybe in truth, a lewd sense of competition brewed inside his veins.