Willow
Ronan's lips moved hungrily against hers. Willow wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her slight body closer to him. Heat blossomed in her core and spread through her body and down her legs. She closed her eyes and grasped Ronan's thick locks.
A crow cawed overhead and Willow pulled away. Cheeks flushed, she bit her lower lip and kept her eyes on the ground.
After a moment of recovery, she lifted her eyes to his, meeting his steady gaze.
Smiling mischievously, Willow grabbed his hand and pulled him through the woods. Ronan offered no resistance and followed along.
She followed her ears to a babbling brook that cut through the poisoned land. It was far from the shelter and from the pack.
Willow cast Ronan a quick gaze. He smirked at her and bounced his eyebrows.
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