" "Good." "Good." Ember's paw slid upwards against the thick, rich Mephit fur of Rowan's belly, coming to a stop just short of her breasts. Ember paused for a second, debating, then slid up further, touching the underside of Rowan's breasts with the back of her paw. Slowly, in a careful and deliberate circle, she traced her way around Rowan's left breast, feeling the fur-on-fur slide against each other. Rowan let out a deep sigh. "Thank you." "Had enough?" Ember asked. "No," Rowan said. "But I thought I should say it now, in case I can't say it later." Ember gave Rowan a puzzled look. |