The Mauslin; Chapter 4
# Chapter 4 Uesstii dreamed of sunlight, flowers, and of petrichor. She slept with no fear, for she felt Faylo, even in her dreams. He was soft and warm, and he snored ever gently. She did not know when they had fallen asleep, but it was nearing...
Just This Once
Vignette's snout was already soaked with his mother's excitement, their chocolate-colored facial and pubic fur sticking together in little wet spires; mingling, clinging, and separating at each new kiss and touch.