[ She catches a brief hint of... something, a slight shift that has her subconsciously making a soothing sound, teeth drawing back so she can nuzzle affectionately at his neck. Whatever happened before, it's not now. And now she would never harm him, not even if she were upset with him. She might lash out at things but things were easily replaced, people were not. A mate could never be replaced.
And yet she had left him unprotected, because she didn't assume the worst might happen in her absence. She could have prevented it. She should have.
Her hands, which had started to move up his sides, instead trail back down, lingering at his hips a moment before continuing, and a moment later she's grabbing his thighs to lift him and shifting her own body closer to rock her hips against his. There's something strangely erotic to her about feeling his growing arousal against hers despite clothing in the way, or perhaps because of it. Clothes would all be gone soon enough, of course they would because she she needs to wash away any traces of wrong with her own scent, however right in this moment it's the closeness that registers as more important.
The nuzzling at his neck stops as she lifts her head to rub her cheek against his, then turns her head to kiss him, slow and searing until they both need to breathe. She sucks on his lower lip and her hips press into his, more than a little hint of what's to come. While she can only smell Poe now, that doesn't change her need to re-stake her claim, or to make sure the only other thing she can smell on him is herself. ]
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And yet she had left him unprotected, because she didn't assume the worst might happen in her absence. She could have prevented it. She should have.
Her hands, which had started to move up his sides, instead trail back down, lingering at his hips a moment before continuing, and a moment later she's grabbing his thighs to lift him and shifting her own body closer to rock her hips against his. There's something strangely erotic to her about feeling his growing arousal against hers despite clothing in the way, or perhaps because of it. Clothes would all be gone soon enough, of course they would because she she needs to wash away any traces of wrong with her own scent, however right in this moment it's the closeness that registers as more important.
The nuzzling at his neck stops as she lifts her head to rub her cheek against his, then turns her head to kiss him, slow and searing until they both need to breathe. She sucks on his lower lip and her hips press into his, more than a little hint of what's to come. While she can only smell Poe now, that doesn't change her need to re-stake her claim, or to make sure the only other thing she can smell on him is herself. ]