Bearclaw Valley [M] Ursa Major

ameline's pretty nape was ruffled by ancelin's own warm panting. he lay next to her, tucking himself close, an arm over her waist.
these acts of loving desire were familiar by now in a way that only made him marvel at the fact there was more to experience with her.
kinda-sorta aware of what was going on, but too completely consumed by ameline to do more than anything she wanted for as long as she wanted, ancelin licked the back of her ear in contented silence.