Bramblepoint we steal fire from the heavens

Every time he sprinted forward after her, he would just barely reach her, and then she would burst forward, ensuring she was only ever just within his reach. He had a feeling she could move faster than she was but was grateful she seemed to want him to remain close. When she slowed enough that he could finally catch up with her, he brushed against her side and playfully nipped her shoulder again before moving up to offer the same to her neck. It wasn't often he had this much fun, and it was easy to get carried away with the chase and forget anything existed other than the two of them.