Stems

*Rolling out of bed, his feet hit the cool floor, forcing him to stifle a shiver. He makes his way to the ensuite bathroom, turning the knobs to quickly fill the room with warm steam. He catches a glimpse of the mirror, a message written on the glass appears, an "I love you" and lip marks show through the condensation. A love note left by his mate, before she started her early daytime errands. Stepping beneath the hot water he breathes in the lingering jasmine scent of his mate. Back in the bedroom, just as he's pulling on his button down, he feels the pull of his mate, his ears pick up the click click click of her light steps as she nears their quarters. He turns to greet her as she enters the room, and is struck senseless by the sight of her. Eyes sparking amber, his fangs punch through his gums as he drinks her in. That cream silk blouse, the black skirt hitting just at her knees, but what has him growling and tossing her onto the bed... those shoes*. Angel *He purrs against her her, while running his hands up her long legs and setting them on his shoulders* I'm starving for the taste of you.