Though touching her waist, Trent couldn't find the courage to do much more than what he already was. He gritted his teeth and grunted as Terra nibbled his shoulder, hard enough for him to imagine it could've been his teeth. Trent could feel the excitement grow in his body as she rubbed his thigh, up and down, his eyes closed tightly while he tried to just enjoy the experience. It became easier now that they were so close, now that he knew there was no way back (unless she'd change her mind, but since he knew she was in heat he didn't expect that to happen) and, perhaps, now that she was pushing his buttons and touching all the sensitive areas.
Trent kept his eyes tightly shut, too afraid that the spell would be broken when he'd open his eyes and that he would realise that he was doing something that felt completely against his nature.
When she touched him, closer and closer to his groin, it wasn't her that swam through his mind, but the dark-furred male. Trent frowned as he tried to concentrate on getting an erection, her touch and rough nibbles helping him along the way while he was in a fantasy world of his own with a whole someone else. His nails were pressed into the skin at her waist, staying there because it was where his hands felt most comfortable. Where it was easiest to pretend.