Ouroboros Spine moon of my life

we had the same idea >D

her form was in his arms before either of them knew it; kukutux fit herself in the comfortable, known places of his body and kissed his throat, his face, high as she could reach.

"uiga, i have missed your face."

her gaze flowed into his own, seeing the desire there and responding to it in full joy; she wound an arm around his strong shoulders and pulled him down among their sleeping-robes, delighted in their familiarity and the way it felt that their heart-pieces fit together in her chest.