Honeyed Pasture [M] bargaining chip

Aureli thought that right and wrong were not the correct parameters for such a decision, at least if wastefulness was the question. She was right, however, that her heat might not come again for a year or more.

Mother nature willed plenty of things that Aureli didn't necessarily agree with. This, however, seemed the natural enough path.

"Aureli," he replied, warmly, coming close enough while she rolled to her back to tuck his nose into the fur at her shoulder. His own interest was apparent — and steadily growing — but he did not yet press his suit. "Of the healer's guild. I'm a traveling physician. Not quite what most look for."

Did she want a partner? Or a convenient tryst? He tried to ask without asking — and, if he were to examine that urge, he would find that he was reluctant to dissuade her from lying with him.