She did not try to pull the conversation back to where it had started, there was no need for it.  Instead, Vara let the physical side of their communication progress.  Her stance widened as his mouth found the fabric of her panties, allowing him full access to her.  Vara’s eyes closed nd her lulled back as she relaxed into the sensation of it.  A need for him had already begun to pool deep within her.<br/><br/>One of her hands threaded through his hair and pulled his face back far enough that she could look down at him, her hunger clear in her eyes.  She bent down and again their lips crashed together.  If they remained together, they could take things slow another time.  Her hands slid down his chest, until they found his jeans and began to free him of the fabric.  She might have been more aggressive with it, but since they were far from any settlements, she did not want to risk making the clothing unusable.<br/><br/>Her hands then moved to her own final pieces of clothing, her lips still haphazardly seeking his mouth, neck and jaw as she unhooked the bra and let the lace panties slide down her hips.  “Gods, I want you...” Vara moaned against his mouth as her hands returned to his body, this time making now secret of what she sought.  Her fingers slipped into his underwear and wrapped tightly around his swollen cock.  The pumps were slow at first, but began to gain speed as she moved to press her body into his.<br/><br/>Perhaps it was the desperation of their situation, but this felt different from her other encounters.  She had slept with mostly wolves and usually it was just a think of convenience, a way to satisfy natural needs.  Now, Vara wanted to feel him against her, to bask in the warmth of his body and the roughness of his soul.  Finally, she released his member and leaned back, letting him see her fully naked form like an offering, something given for him to take.