Wylde Fyre - Chapter Fourteen
The men stopped, squinting into the darkness, and everyone tensed, holding breath and steadying hands, before sasha moved in a flash, a gloved hand over a muzzle, and the blade darting between ribs with a slicing, decisive strike.
D-I-E Act 2 - Composure
A long pause was left as the two remained still, blushing heavily while staring into each other's eyes; 'snouts' connect and holding breaths.