With every great weekend away up north, there came a time where the social environment can become too overwhelming, or maybe you just get that irresistible calling to meditate and clear your head. The lighting changed from the subtle recessed lighting of this mountain home to the natural illumination of a sleeping sky. It was a good while that I sat out there and absorbed that quiet. The stars were clear, free from clouds or smog. At some point I had achieved this brain calm, focusing my ears (and brain) to just absorb the distant sound and the general ambiance of the valley before me.
Honestly I am not sure how long I was out there. Warm thoughts filled my mind amidst a mental calm. A light whooshing of swaying trees accented the sound of distant wind chimes. At some point I subconsciously stood up, the wooden bench creaking as my weight left it. Leaning on the railing, I closed my eyes and tuned my ears towards any noise above Mother Nature's din. The breeze rustled the pines even more, and soon the yip-yipping of distant canines came to join it.
Seemingly in sync with that call of the wild, I felt a brush of weight against my hip as Zeev leaned on the bannister to one side of me. I turned to him and smiled. Bought from my solitude, I found myself drawn to the mischief in his eyes.
“Where did you come from?” I asked, briefly meeting his gaze and turning back to the nature scene in front of me.
“Just got up here a short time ago.” His left arm came around me, followed by cupping me a bit more like a paw. Zeev drew me closer to his side with a gentle but firm squeeze.
“Mrrf.” he breathed low into my ear. I laughed it off and joshed him around. Internally, I remained drawn to a primal energy usually exuded when in proximity to me. I desired to be consumed by such an element.
Still, there was a brief period where I found myself resisting, as my mind gave thought to what was now the past. Almost as if the forces at work knew such thought was pointless, Zeev had slipped his footing slightly behind me. Before I could even fully push the thought out of my head, his arms had encircled my waist, his chest weighing atop my back. I could only arch in response, taking the motion of him pressing into me.
My demeanor resumed a playful tone. Zeev's face turned into a grin, fully taking on the duty of being a playful, but frustrating distraction. He tightened his grip on my torso a few times and his paws roamed to my long skirts. Nuzzling forward into my neck, he emitted a low, deep growl under his breath. Suddenly his hands came up under my sarong, cupping one breast, pinkie pressed into that gentle fold.
A soft cry of surprise escaped my lips and I made an attempt to nip at him. The moon shone on my naked backside as he lifted my skirts higher, exposing a tall and thin area, my pale skin picked up by the moonlight. Letting go, it fell light back onto the back of my thighs. His grip on my thigh remained firm. My weight switched to the other foot, his body fitting naturally into the lean.
Resisting from his strong firm touches only resulted in further growling. He sent quick sharp sensations as he nipped into the back of my neck. My own auditory reactions took on creature-made-prey sounds, more than the human of a few moments ago. Still, I did not struggle but pulled my neck away from him every time his tooth would graze upon one of my sweet spots.
It would appear that some things cant be forgotten by our own bodies. With slightly more pressure, he sunk his teeth into my neck and released. I couldn't help but gasp. Part of me wanted to nuzzle back but another part wanted to bite back. He started it, I wanted to make him howl, even if just for a little bit. A crafty smile crossed my lips.
