Blackbeak Bluff Heat

augur was still again. the briny wind raked long fingers through his coat. sweet leaf touched him gently and at the expression in her eyes, he stepped forward.

the man buried his muzzle in the woman's guard hairs, seeking all the stories she carried twined in her own fragrance. he licked one of her shoulders and rumbled low in his throat.

she appeared receptive. her eyes were bright with it. 

if she did not draw away, he would encircle her waist with his forelegs. 

augur intended to remain with her for the long hours after, available for as long as she wanted his companionship.