She moved with him, the ache inside her growing along with his own need.  It was electric between them, a current running back and forth from one body to the other.  At first, it was as if she could sense little outside of it, the room around them seemed to fall away, as if there was only them, the tub and the heat of the water.  Vara closed her eyes and let herself bask in his touch, his tongue, his mouth.  When she opened them again, she found something surprising, but she did not feel the need to be scared.<br/><br/>The room around them had disappeared, instead of the walls of the house they had been in, there was a dense forest.  It was lush and green, filled with both the colors of nature and things that seemed almost neon.  She was about to close her eyes again when she noticed something else.  A large set of yellow eyes watching them from the edge of the clearing.  Vara had just assumed she was in some sort of mental space with Geraint, but she wondered if something else was at play.  Places like this, which were dense with magic, could be maze like to those the spirits here perceived as some kind of threat, but it had never felt that way to Vara.  Instead she felt welcomed here, safe.<br/><br/>“Do you see it?  Is that..” she stopped, unsure how to ask the question.  Was it his wolf, or something else entirely?  A strange representation of what they were?  Or something watching them, taking the sight of their love making in...