Lion Head Mesa The sun doesn't give light to the moon assuming the moon's gonna owe it one

jawahir allowed a purr to vibrate in their throat. the feel of him, eager and dripping warm water, sent a zeal through their blood.
follow me, beautiful one.
along the pool, a wide ledge formed entrances to a honeycombing of many darkened caves. the jewel's was closest.
they urged kallik along with soft kisses and lashes of their tongue, drawing him to the threshold of their den and then down onto a pile of skins.
after that, they did not expect more speaking for a while.