In an instant her mouth is on yours, spreading your lips with her own. Her tongue darts down between your clenched teeth and your cheek as she fishes for the milk chocolate bite. The tip of her nose mashes against your upper lip, occupying you nostrils with the scent of her muzzle. She breathes openly and hastily through her mouth and you quickly begin to heat up. A soft, furry torso lays against yours and her hind legs spread out to either side of you for balance. She’s not fighting you much anymore, it’d be easy to push her off…but that wouldn’t be any fun.