Northstar Vale a grin as sharp as a knife (mtr.)

she teases and taunts him and he takes it in good natured silence; rasping a promising ❝next time.❞ between puffing breaths as the race of his heart starts to decline and the rapid breathes quiet. he rumbles a low chuckle at her pleading — as if he could part from her at the moment anyway — and shushes her with a nip of his teeth at the velveteen cusp of her ear.

when the pair is able to part he then draws alongside her, and stretches out like a languid cat, content to rest with her in his embrace.