[ He is warm and heavy under her palm and Lex trails her fingers over the outline, licking her lips as he shudders. He moves and she is tempted, horribly tempted to shred his pants - but they need to walk back, and some part of her is, at least, distantly aware not to. Fumbling with buttons it is, even as she arches into the scrape of his claws as he drags her pants down, exposing her to the cool air.
Her scent in the air doubles, triples. Lex shivers at the slight breeze, pressing closer to his warmth, to him.
When he asks his question, she doesn't have to think twice. ]
Yes.
[ If she didn't trust him, she wouldn't be here like this. No matter how strong instinct was, the fox was too clever, too aware of its own safety.
But Eren would protect her, if she needed it; had done so already. And she would and had done the same for him. ]
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Her scent in the air doubles, triples. Lex shivers at the slight breeze, pressing closer to his warmth, to him.
When he asks his question, she doesn't have to think twice. ]
Yes.
[ If she didn't trust him, she wouldn't be here like this. No matter how strong instinct was, the fox was too clever, too aware of its own safety.
But Eren would protect her, if she needed it; had done so already. And she would and had done the same for him. ]