The was no energy or want to protest his movement of her, not when she could barely hold herself up and was completely as his mercy. She did however voice her dislike at being moved, whimpering to be released so she would rest, but was moved regardless at his whim. Her tired legs used what little energy they could muster to run alongside his thighs in this uncomfortable, but weight relieving straddle. As he leaned back against the wall of the den, she fell back against him in an exhausted heap, not able to do anything for the moment other than inhale their muddled scents and try to catch her breath again.
Closer to him now, she was subjected to another brand of assault, one of loving kisses and nips of which were returned whenever a pause in his rasps allowed it. Her tired lips managed to form a soft smile to his endearing words. “…love you too, Saluce,” she whispered from worn vocals. Carefully she felt for his hand to took it within her, intertwining their fingers together as she breathed easier, sinking back into the warmth of her mate. The thoughts of the children they would have keeping a perpetual smile upon her muzzle. “I think so too…” she sighed with longing. All they needed to do now was wait and see.