Secluded Spring Promise

The hoarseness of his voice threw her and she watched him as he took no hesitation in coming closer to her. Jessie’s emerald eyes not leave him, even as he sunk low to plant a kiss on her nape, a low shuddering breath leaving her lips. The grey woman did not believe she trusted anyone as much as she trusted him with her life and body. He respected her and he took things slow so that she could get use to them. Jessie was grateful for this and when their eyes once again met, her wrinkled because she was once again smiling. His words were just as she liked them, blunt and to the point, but they, none the less, stole her voice away for a few moments. She huffed slightly before answering, ”I am yours. And you are mine.” She searched his eyes. Much like she had back at the Bend, Jessie stoked his muzzle with her own before straining to meet his ear, her voice soft, ”And we can make our family.” And then her muzzle was gone, as to not strain her next too harshly. The grey woman, once again, looked up at the dark man who had her heart, a shy smile playing on her lips.

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She was smiling at him, a bright light that set her whole face aglow. His breath caught, eyes locked on hers, every hair on his body standing straight as he waited for her reply. When it came, the sound of her voice was almost drowned out by his pulse, rushing loudly through his ears. But he heard her, a small, warm smile spreading on his lips at the words; A genuine, happy expression, completely free of the usual, teasing note. He stood frozen when she reached out, leaning ever so slightly into her touch, eyes closing as he focused only on the feel of her caress. Her breath against his ear made something jolt inside him, the heat flushing through him so intense now that he half expected to burst into flame at any minute. And she answered him, the words he had wished to hear for so long, and from the one woman he cared most about in the world. She pulled away and he leaned forwards to follow, skin growing cold as ice where she had touched it. Their eyes met again, briefly, but he had no restraint left. All he managed was a breathless: "Yes." Then his muzzle was once again buried in her scruff, sliding through the longer hairs and further down her back as he slowly trailed along her side, his dark flank brushing against her lighter one. She was his, and he was hers, so wholly and fully, and together they would have a family. Word count: 251 ”Speech" Thoughts

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