Can't hold the storm

She watched him with fond eyes as he quickly got up, hurrying to do what she asked. She really did like him, maybe even more then liking. But she was quite ready to admit that, even to herself. She resisted the urge to Awwee when he laid the little mouse by her paws, looking at he with an eager expression. His concerned voice was the last thing she could take.

She padded over to him, the little mouse left but not forgotten, and rubbed her fur along his. "All better." she agreed "Now what do you want as your payment?" she asked slowly.

Nothing but his silver eyes moved, watching as she brushed against him

"You"

The answer was simple, but it was truly all he wanted. Her fur touching his, their bodies entwined, was all he could ask for.

It was the perfect answer, but honestly, she was feeling rather out of it. "You know, all that sparring, its made me kind of tired... Snuggle?" she asked lightly, yawning for extra enthusiasm. That other night when they had slept together, in a non-sexual way, she had gotten the best sleep she had since she moved to the Blackfeather woods and it made her feel content to just lay there, their fur touching.

Gonna finish this *cracks knuckles*
Crescendo too, was feeling worn. Three nights of fucking each other in a row couldn't be good for you, could it? So he slumped to the ground in a heap, patting the ground beside him with a smile. His silver eyes were flecked with gold again, a colour that rarely showed in their gaze.

As she lay beside him, he reached out a limb and pulled her in closer, hugging her tightly before they both drifted to sleep.