Found You
10-02-2015, 04:13 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-12-2015, 06:13 PM by Jakart.)
As Callisto made her appearance Jakart felt a flood of hormones dizzy his thoughts as instinct warred with self control. The male's breath hitched as she ventured closer. Oh gods, would she want him here? This place along the river was a bit exposed for the upcoming performance. What if his brothers came along mid coitus? Or worse, during the tie? He almost dropped the water iris at the thought. The shiver that went through him wasn't entirely of anxiety now. How his hormones raged at the proximity of Callisto's scent before she had even stopped before him. Would it be reduced to the primal motions of their first before even beginning? Would she be as standoffish and aggressive?
Callisto was right upon him now. There was a moment when she stood before him, when he prepared for anything but what she gave him. The nuzzle caught him off guard, raw need being felt as she rubbed her cheek against his. "Not here." Jakart mumbled though his fangs as her touch just left his muzzle. The evening light still shown down upon the exposed pair, and he knew they couldn't do this here. With a nervous step around her Jakart took the lead around her, pausing for a second as he passed her hips, before coming along her side with a brush of his pelt. The scent was almost unbearable in that moment but he continue his lead back the way he had came towards where the herbs had been found. Paw-steps offset from his own assured him that she stuck behind his lead, and he ventured up towards the base of the ridge. Through the brush his anxious paws turned into the cut in the earth where the herb grew, sitting with a heavy breath. He hoped whatever the herbs did they did well enough for the two of them to not have any regrets tonight or the season that followed. The iris in his jaws was twisted by the stem idly as he waited for Callisto.
Callisto was right upon him now. There was a moment when she stood before him, when he prepared for anything but what she gave him. The nuzzle caught him off guard, raw need being felt as she rubbed her cheek against his. "Not here." Jakart mumbled though his fangs as her touch just left his muzzle. The evening light still shown down upon the exposed pair, and he knew they couldn't do this here. With a nervous step around her Jakart took the lead around her, pausing for a second as he passed her hips, before coming along her side with a brush of his pelt. The scent was almost unbearable in that moment but he continue his lead back the way he had came towards where the herbs had been found. Paw-steps offset from his own assured him that she stuck behind his lead, and he ventured up towards the base of the ridge. Through the brush his anxious paws turned into the cut in the earth where the herb grew, sitting with a heavy breath. He hoped whatever the herbs did they did well enough for the two of them to not have any regrets tonight or the season that followed. The iris in his jaws was twisted by the stem idly as he waited for Callisto.