Ouroboros Spine aumauttuk [m] ╕

Her scent was intoxicating, his body quivering to her kisses and he kisses her the same-along her newly scarred muzzle and cheek, the crown of her head and sweeping her soft ears.

Aiolos was far from a new man to this season, though the longing he had for Kukutux had been long now built up. A desire he had been forced to choke down until now.

Whatever guilt he had held before, was lost.

He moves past her front, moving along her side to run the length of his muzzle, cheek and side against her, like a cat might in affection. But when he turns round he burrows his muzzle into the long hairs of her nape, finding comfort there, and awaiting.