He stands there in silence, watching her watching him, taking in every sharp curve and hook of her body, looking up and down her until his eyes are filled with every square inch of her body as she has done with him. This, this is the first time she's felt this way in her entire life, this wasn't the feeling she had with Meryl, this was all-to-gether a totally different feeling and yet... deep down, she knew it was the same care she had given to Meryl. As her body comes to a still laying position before him she can see the sparkle in his eyes, feel the pull as if it is asking her to get closer, closer until their fur blends with each other. Until there is literally no space left between them for even air to pass through. A high pitched noise leaves her throat as his does, a sort of noise that maybe the wowie bar on a guitar might produce only it is a howl and yet it does not reach the same compacity of a howl. A soft song perhaps, for his ears and only his to hear.
Soft giggles leave her lips as he begins to clean her, so to speak, this is the only way she can describe it because it feels sorta how her momma had cleaned her, just not as thorough. Her head tilts to the side some as his tongue strikes across the side of her cheek, lowers it slightly as his tongue finds her ears. Her eyes closed as he does this she can feel the warmth of his chest as she buries her nose deep into him, taking in his scent with each deep breath, knowing that there was so much more to this than just the smell, the touches, the sounds. He is gentle in his movements just as he is almost manic in his need to be close to her. As he moves away her nose dips down as her head turns to follow him as he moves around her body and gently lowers himself to her back. Even if she wanted to move away, we doubt that she could do such a thing, rooted to the spot she is and willing to stay utterly still while his body 'hugs' hers.
More giggles ensue as she tilts her head back slightly while he continues to lick at her ruff, the warmth of his breath sending shivers down her spine of near contentment. Was this what it ment to find your one and only? Momma had always told her that one day, one day she would find her soul, that little part of her that told her things would be alright. That is what Alcide had been to Moonglow, was.. she hasn't returned home yet to find the disaster that has struck them, hasn't heard the mournful wails, she is content to be here as long as he wants her to be here, to just be near him. Ears twitch at the warmth as a low, almost moan of contentment leaves her lips. To the outside world this could very well seem a sexual event but it is hardly that. This is what her original pack would have found acceptable, Spirane on the other hand? perhaps they too would find it acceptable.
He speaks, his voice though young is deep and it sends a tremmor through her body, it is everything she has ever hoped to hear in the tones of her soul. "Ceal.." she is breathless in all this excitement and barely gets her own name out, it is as if this process has left her numb in a good way. The feeling of him atop her is agonizing for her adult body, she wants to know him, inside and out and at that she already feels as if she knows him. All of him. But she wants more. Her legs are stretched out behind her still and her tail still beats a happy tune next to his own. "Yours." She says with a smile at the corner of her black lips as she nudges him with her nose "And you? does my tiger have a name?"
"talks like this."