Small hands moved over her white fur, sand colored against the purest of shades. Her white wasn’t just empty of color, but filled with all the brilliance of every hue that even in the dim light of the room Anu could make out the purples that gave it its depth and the soft pinks that highlighted her curves. If she even wanted to take on the task, it would be near impossible for her to find the negative in Naniko, there was to much to love about her for the fey to extract anything but positives.
Her tresses flowed down her back, a wave of fur that surprised the grey and tawny female. Her own crown was topped with a medium length mane, which was more mismanaged then anything else. But Naniko’s held a Rapunzel feeling, and begged Anu to play with and comb it. It had always been braided and contained, but now freed from its binding it lay against her back as peacefully and softly as a cape made of silk. She gave in to the temptation of running her fingers in it before its wearer collected it and moved it to the side.
Her exposed back reminded Anu of her task, and her hands ran along both shoulder blades with added pressure. Listening to the noises that awoke from the females chest Anu grinned to herself. Naniko’s words were almost lost in the thoughts that buzzed through her head, and the rest of her. It was a rare moment for anyone to remark the existence of her strength, and she could not help but think Nani was teasing.
Good. Her voice showed the effort she gave as she laid her lands against the tight muscles. There was a lot of hidden tension dwelling with in the Commanders body, and it would be a fight to release it all.
Anu worked her hands hard, until she felt the tightness begin to fade. Just lie down. She brought the words close to her fur lined ears, her voice holding none of the effort it had before. Once the kinks were worked away Anu could smooth them all away.
Let me show you how soft they can be. she thought aloud, looking again to the alabaster neck line and back. |