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Night Ritual
His hand claw-tipped but gentle,
brushed her shoulder,
slipping under her soft ebony hair
to touch the warm skin
hidden in the shadow
of the dark room.
It slid down past her arm,
pausing briefly
on her waist,
to rest at last on her hip.
A triangular ear cocked forward,
listening to her response.
She leaned into him then,
enjoying the warm feeling
of his skin against hers;
tilting her head back
the back of her head pressed
against his collar bone,
her hair tickling his nose.
He shifted slightly,
bringing his mouth near her ear.
He liked how his breath tickled her,
and how she shivered
when his mouth touched
the soft skin of his neck.
"We've got an early morning," she said.
"Yeah," he replied,
pulling the coverings over the two of them.
One last kiss to her shoulder,
he settled down to sleep.