OOC
He wasn't being as touchy as he normally was. His arms did cradle her close, his breath hot against her as he breathed her in. It wasn't something she was used to however. Tender touches were not how she lived, and she didn't know how to react to it. His hands glided down her body, experiencing each brush of her fur. A soft tingle ran through her, not anything she recognized. It made her want to pull away, uncomfortable with the movement. It wasn't the first time she'd felt Fang soften, but this was much more than before. Their time apart hadn't done any good for him. Fang? Are you alright? He was acting odd.
The playful smirk pushed those thoughts away again, growling back at him as she pulled out of his reach. Gently she undid the buttons, teasing in the movements before she let the blouse slip off. The jeans came off quicker, tail wagging as she winked over at him. Care to try and catch me? Turning she dived smoothly into the cool water, lapping over her. She swam through the water with strong strides before turning and treading, waiting for him to join her.
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