Damita’s thoughts had been running along the same track, having thought to the morning previous when he’d helped wash her; it had been brief, but he’d been gentle, kind. It was those sort of moments she reverted to when her thoughts came back to the animals he took the form of, a silent question laying heavily on her tongue; he could change into a bear and a cougar. What other possible animals could he take the form of? He’d avoided that question before and she wasn’t about to ask again any time soon.<br/><br/>Damita’s hips squirmed underneath him as his fingers found a particularly painful knot in her shoulder, a soft sigh given as he touched his lips to her neck. Forehead was leaned against her arms as he worked, a muffled moan sounding as he worked – It felt wonderful, having his hands on her bare skin. Her answer was muffled, a purred “yes” given in reply, another shift of her hips rubbing that hard shaft against her bottom.<br/><br/>