Rosewater Oasis [m] remember your pride

samirseti was a strange creature to her.

he emerges from the dark and his shadow envelops her when he couldn't. his touch ignited a flame but there wasn't more to it.

a near mirror of his uncle. sometimes that fire would be one of rage. sometimes, in the dark, it would be one of passion. right now, it's both.
she passed her tongue over his paw, eyes fixed on his. he settled and filled the curves of her body. to kiss him or bite him, racharra struggled to decide.
and yours mine. guided by his hand she turned herself around to face him.
maybe. i don't want to sleep. while she spoke her muzzle would slither just underneath samir's chin, kissing along his jawline. rage melted away for this moment, distracted by intimacy.