She wound in on him, closer and closer until she was practically constricting him with her scent and soft fur. He felt a groan bubble up from his throat when she nipped his ear, challenging him once again to show her what he was made of. “Ah live to please,” he quipped back, another low growl emitting from him as he ran his chin roughly across her back as she gave another loop. Damn any consequences, he wanted to feel good and he’d make sure she felt good as well. Just for the night, then they’d part ways like two ships crossing paths, never to meet again. And that was just fine with him.

Fade.