[Saru’s & Drake’s cabin]<br/><br/>As Drake held open the door to the next available cabin, Madame Saru stepped in & went to open a few of the windows. “It’s a bit hot here today, isn’t it?” As she turns around, she nearly collides with Drake. Putting her hands up to stop herself, they rest upon his chest. She can feel his heartbeat racing from the unexpected contact. Lifting her head, she looks up into his eyes, her breath catching in her throat. “I’m sorry,” she murmurs and moves towards one of the benches along the sides of the cabin.<br/><br/>Not wanting to sit just yet, she just stands there, looking out the windows as the cabin suddenly lurches, beginning its ascent into the sky. Saru tries to maintain her balance, but she stumbles slightly and once more, directly into Drake. She feels his hands on her arms, steadying her and shivers. The slight swinging motion of the cabin causes her to rock back against him; enough so that his arousal becomes quite evident to her. And still, they stand in silence. Neither one of them seem to be willing to break the spell around them, to possibly kill the moment.<br/><br/>Resting herself against him, she sighs slightly and begins to turn. It’s now or never, she thought. I cannot wait for this man to make a move, not when I want him so. As her eyes meet his once more, all she can feel is the burning passion within her. Reaching up, placing her hands behind his neck, she pulls him down to her & closes her eyes, pressing her lips against his. As she kisses him, her lips open, and she presses her tongue against his lips until she gains access. She is trembling with desire by this point, so much so that she doesn’t notice as she begins to shift, to turn into kitsune.<br/><br/>Suddenly, she stops, sensing the change. She could feel her heart racing, could feel her juices flowing with anticipation. She looks down and is embarrassed to find her kitsune form there instead of her human one. All big hips, round ass, tiny waist and giant tits, she tries to pull at her dress to hide, but it is too late. He has seen her…She does not dare meet his eyes, afraid of what she might find. Whispering just loud enough for him to hear, “I…” But she stops, not knowing what to say. She starts to look up at him again, unsure of what she may find, fearing the worst.