Firefly Glen You got so much to do

"imagine that. she'd have had to leave though, and then the pack would have had to evolve. but i believe in your science, babe," ancelin crooned, hoping to glean another smirk or smile from his perfect queen.
"we'll run out who's there," he decided in a defiant cut of teeth. she needed the chase, the validation, the closure. he would have settled for beating something to death, and in this they were decorative for one another.
"all this talk of fucking though," he purred to her, brow lifting in almost teasing suggestiveness. "we do have other ways of blowing off steam till then."