Maker, she could get used to that kiss. And planned to, come to think of it.
Bethany let her fingers trace the markings on his chest, not looking but feeling the slight ridging under her skin. Fenris, her Fenris who said she was the most amazing woman in the world, had clearly gone through something terrible to get these.
It wasn't something she was capable of articulating, but she wanted to try and give him something to replace the terrible with. Slowly at first, she moved to slide down his chest, lips tracing where her fingers had been moments before.