Hushed Willows that's nice, that's a nice sentiment

The warm feeling that raced through her body - what was it?  Banner quietly contemplated the way her body lit up at Buchanan's touch, how the sound of his deep voice seemed to cut through and dull any errant thoughts flitting about in her mind.  The husky sound in his voice intrigued her in a way she hadn't experienced before in her young life.  Breathing deeply, she averted her eyes from his face and smothered a grin in his chest.  He'd responded to her simple greeting in kind instead of treating her like a small-minded fool.  Knowing what she did of his past, the small female couldn't help but wonder if he were just as inexperienced as she in the ways of.. well, whatever this was.  To actually voice that question aloud at this point was unthinkable for her, so she'd let it drop.  Maybe one day.

She loved hearing him speak in Russian.  He'd only spared a few words up to this point, but Banner doubted she'd ever get enough of it.  Hell, he could be calling her foul names and she'd never know it.  She'd hardly care!  Ah, but then he followed up in English - no, she cared.  She cared a great deal.  Her eyes met his again and she melted.  He'd calmed her completely with heartfelt words and the kind of intimatcy she'd never shared with anyone before.  This was big for her - huge - and she was too satisfied to retreat mentally.  Naturally, she was also unable to make her own voice work, but that didn't bother her as much as it usually did.  Playfully, she offered him another low rumble before reaching up to nibble at his jaw.

The rest of the world had long since faded to her.  Even the ever-present cricketsong had been reduced to a mere buzz in the background, indistinguishable from the buzz in her brain and the lovely hum of her body.  That was why the incredibly close overhead bat screech served as a douse of ice cold water.  Banner gasped sharply and tore herself away from Buchanan, her compact body spinning quickly and falling into a defensive crouch.  Her green eyes wildily darted about as she attempted to locate the source of that awful, jarring noise.  Some part of her knew that it had been a harmless bat, but the part of her that had been rudely interrupted instead snarled out into the darkness.

Her tail lashed furiously as she stalked a few paces away from her tall, dark, and handsome company.  Banner began to breathe deeply as she felt the fur along her spine stand on end.  Her agitation gave way to anger at being interrupted and regardless of how foolish she knew it to be, the chocolate female slipped easily into the feeling.