Heat

[Sw****]

She was a naughty little kitten in heat—playful and restless, yet somehow still carrying an almost innocent sweetness. There was a shyness beneath her teasing, a little uncertainty that made her glance away when she realized just how much she was giving herself away.

She wanted to be noticed, wanted to feel wanted, and secretly loved the idea of being claimed. But there was something endearing about the way she tried to hide it, as though part of her was still discovering these feelings herself. Every little look and playful movement seemed to reveal another piece of what she was trying so hard to keep hidden.

She could be bold one moment, then suddenly coy and almost innocent the next—caught somewhere between wanting to surrender to the game and pretending she didn’t quite understand how badly she wanted to play.