Ursa and Aquarius (DigitalSiren x Vawnie Bear)

Her seriousness faded a little more at the compliment of her beauty. It really wasn't something she thought about. She didn't have time, and beauty was dangerous. Men lusted after beauty, she needed to be deadly, feral... brutal. Those were not words one linked with beauty. The quiet woman shook her head. She didn't know a lot of things about herself. Probably because her mother was never a bear, and her father had died before she was born. His secrets died with him. As a slave Winter didn't have the freedom to explore who she was, only desperately attempt to keep it hidden. "I do not."

When Seine closed her eyes Winter gave a soft laugh, if she opened her eyes she smiled bigger and leaned in to press a kiss to her forehead. With the small woman still in her lap she pushed herself forward, their bodies pressed together as she stood up with Seine in her arms. Unlike her little healer, she was going to need room... Putting Seine on their pallet she paused in pulling away, gold eyes drawing over her perfect face, implicitly trusting her... "I'm going to kiss you." Her whisper a little husky, as she leaned into Seine's personal space, their bodies pressed ever closer. When her healer didn't pull back she brushed lips against Seines. Warm and soft, the scent of deep earth and sunshine surrounding them. For a moment heat pressed between them, something so intense that if might have felt like a hand pressed against Seine's chest as her bear was released. Soft coarse hair appeared first, rippling down her back and arms. As it continued to spread Winter stepped back, pulling her shift off over her head, casting it on the pallet beside Seine.

Next came the rearranging, lengthening and thickening of bones. Her body no longer able to hold its upward stance fell down to her paws, palms thickening, nails elongating. She groaned at the release, and it was not a human noise...

The whole process was less than a minute, and when it was done, a shebear about 11 feet in length, weighing nearly 1000 lbs with reddish brown fur filled most of their space. Winter sighed as she completed the process, it felt so good to be in bear form again after so long. She shook herself vigirously red brown fur cascading around her until it lay settled once more against her body. The she bear turned and pushed her nose against Seine's hand. It was warm not cold or wet like a dogs. But soft and silky with a slight raised pattern on the black tip. The same gold eyes looked out at her as she waited for Seine.
 
There was something on Winter's face that made Seine's heart ache for her. A look that she vowed to herself she would help chase from her eyes. There was an innocence around Seine that was extraordinary considering what she was, what their Master had tried to do to her... She didn't stop to consider why Winter didn't know how beautiful she was. Didn't consider the dangers with such a thing. Her eyes had closed so she didn't see Winter lean in, but she felt the press of lips against her forehead. Her smile grew once more and she slipped her arms around Winter's shoulders as she was pulled into her arms. Cradled close she allowed Winter to place her on their pallet.

She released Winter as she began to straighten. The warning made her cheeks flushed but she nodded, eyes still closed. Seine's heart raced as she leaned in. Winter gave her every chance to say no, to pull away, but her little healer had no desire to pull away from her Ursa. The press of her lips was soft and Seine didn't leave Winter wondering as she pressed her lisp to her own, leaning up into the kiss. It was chaste, but their feelings were slowly being laid bare as they kissed. She could feel a change in the air around them and she let out a soft, content sigh as Winter pulled away.

The sounds that echoed in their small cell made her want to open her eyes, to see if Winter was in pain... Her healer's heart, her care for Winter wanting to be sure. However, Seine had promised. Her eyes remained closed until she felt the warmth of her nose against her hand. Slowly her dark lashes rose and she took in the bear before her. Her eyes lit up, and it was clear Seine found her just as beautiful in this form. Her hand rose and she gently stroked Winter's muzzle. Her hands came up, stroking along her soft fur, Bending, she pressed a kiss to her nose.

"You are beautiful," the words breathed out and she smiled brightly.
 
She was amused by Seine's words, a man would have thought her terrifying.
Yet here, the smallest of beings, stood with her in a confined space, touched her without fear, and called her beautiful. Even though her face was not the same she managed to make her amusement visible in her eyes, and a tightening of her cheeks. She huffed and pushed her head into Seine's space wanting more of her touch.

As a bear she felt powerful, knew her superiority to men. She also knew the dangers if they knew what she was. While it felt good to be this piece of herself there was always a sense of urgency that plagued her while in it. A need born of desperation to protect herself. What ever evils they put on her as a woman, it would be a hundred fold if they knew she was a woman, and a bear. It stole a lot of the joy to be this part of herself. With Seine, she had some distraction, that nagging fear pressed back as she saw herself anew from her partners eyes.

The Shebear's fur rippled over the hump of her shoulders and down her back before she shook herself once more. As a bear it was okay to feel beautiful, a concept she barely grasped in any form.

As time wandered away from them, Winter lay down beside the palate to sleep. Come the new light, she would be woman once more.
 
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