This is... Well...this is sort of a snippet. A chibi-fic, if you can bear the comparison.
Quiet as Mice
Quiet as mice, quiet as voles, soft as owls' wings they must be. Or fire-hair will hear, raven-hair will scream. Fingertips touch heated lips, nibble tapered ear, stroke hard, flat bellies, narrow hips, long legs tangle. Ahh, says one, like cat feet. Ohh, says the other, a goldfish whisper. Air in lungs wants to be free. But even bodies must move careful - don't thump the wall, creak the bed; muffled in sheets, muffled in pillows, clenching of teeth. Oh, they could run, oh, they could hide, lie in bright meadows, lay in shady groves; far, far away from fire-hair and raven-hair. Shout all they want, make love in the sky.
But, oh, sweet torment to be still. To be quiet as mice, quiet as voles, soft as owls' wings.
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