He threw his weight against her, unthinkingly for his mind now was not formulating anything beyond the emotions he felt, and she fell beneath him, their slender bodies rolling together as one. Lying over her, he let his tongue touch hers now, and she allowed it eagerly. She wanted him; she was compelled to give him everything his body begged of her as he began to stroke her chest, taking in her shape as he kissed her. He wanted her to feel his passion for herself, to know love, to know lust and to realize he was hers. She turned her head, pulling her tongue from his and a small noise escaped her throat; a noise of pleasure which warmed him inside.

He watched her with dark, sparkling eyes as she lowered her head, letting her nose press against the hairs on his bare chest as he lay over her; she felt the warmth of his body contrasting the cool ground beneath them both, and she felt his heart beating frantically against her. His lips were curled into a deep smile of satisfaction, a smile that matched hers perfectly. They both wanted this; they both needed it. Her tongue touched him for just a moment before she lifted her neck back to position to let her small eyes stare up at him. Her long nails began to rake his back, scratching the surface of his skin gently, teasing him, urging him on, her movements letting him know just how much it meant to her. In response to the touch, he wet his lips and slowly lowered his tongue to one of her ears, teasing the tip and inner contours, causing the ear to twitch sensitively. She grunted in reaction on a breath of air, her hips shuffling uneasily beneath his, pushing up against him. He felt the stimulation and he closed his eyes tight, letting his tongue continue lazily against her ear.

Returning the favor she began to tease his chin, sucking his lower jaw down from her ear and into her mouth, nipping the skin affectionately and absently causing his breath to catch in his throat. She could feel his hips rubbing down on hers and she rolled her lithe body to the side, almost as though teasing him. He rolled with her, making a conscious effort to keep his jaw and lips as close as he could to hers, his nose brushing hers, his body weight causing the two to lift from the ground and fall back, their bodies entwined together, against the nearest wall. The unintended collision took the breath from her body, but she barely seemed to notice it, as she was lost now in the affectionate licking he gave her nose and jaw. He felt her body twist under him; he felt her positioning herself for him, and the gesture made his heart skip a beat. As her small form rearranged beneath him, and her legs pushed themselves apart, her pelvis teasingly pushing at his, he knew exactly what she wanted� and he knew he would give it to her.

She stared up, her small eyes blinking at him, the only sound from her lips being her heavy gasps as she struggled to catch her breath. His firm chest rose and fell against hers, their weights supported only by the wall behind her. He nodded his head so slightly it was barely distinguishable, and her head lifted back to rest against the wall. The penetration was quick, eager, but at the same time gentle. A squeak left her throat as she felt him entering her, and the sound slowly became a soft whining in the back of her throat. His hips guided themselves automatically, thrusting down on her in a way he knew she liked, and a way that made him wish it would never end.

Her eyes were closed, a certain sign, he had learnt, that she liked what he gave and wanted more of him, and he obliged gladly. Placing his outstretched paw on her snout, he lowered her head to look at him, but her eyes remained shut. He stroked the white stripe running up her head affectionately, and she wrinkled her nose at him, giving a squeak of delight. His front paws began to stroke along her thighs now as he thrust down on her, his long claws scratching the surface of her delicate skin. Her hair bristled to the touch as did his, and his lips formed a smile. Her whining only grew louder and he feared for a moment the noise would awaken somebody. It did not last long, with a heavy thrust he was done; they were done.

He fell off her onto the ground like a leaf from a tree in fall, panting for breath. She slumped down beside him, still shivering in ecstasy, and the sight of this gave him pleasure. He caught her glittering eyes give him a fond glance, which he returned to her. With a soft squeak, he rose up off the ground onto all fours, at first having difficulty regaining his balance, and turned away from her in the way he had done so often before.

The badger male left her in the den with the smile on her striped face. With a glance back he examined the entrance, reminiscing over the pleasure they had shared only moments ago whilst at the same time checking around for any sign of predators. This neck of the woods was known for animals that would make quick work of a small badger for food, or for sport. Sparing not a moment more on thought, he began to trot as swiftly as his small legs would carry him through the woods. The moment the badger was out of sight of his lover�s den, his body began to morph and change unusually. His tiny spine began to grow, forcing the skin around it to stretch. The fur sank back into its roots, shortening, as the white areas became jet-black in the blink of an eye. The badger�s snout was no longer short, and its teeth no longer blunt. It�s body was now long and its legs strong sprinting limbs. In fact, the badger was no longer a badger but instead a panther, making its way quickly to a new location some miles from the scene of the passionate night it had spent in the smaller form.