"Me too. I dream about you and..." Those hands continue to roam, her body is so soft. And the wings and feathers too. She smells so good to him. She smells sweet, like flowers. He caressed through her golden hair. He trailed off because he can't tell her about his dream, about them having children together.

"You love me? Even in my other form? You're not scared of me being a wolf, are you?" She'll stay with him, right? Not leaving him?