Lesson Learned

The eyes that stared back at him were not disappointed at the stalling of the lesson, but rather full of want. These were emotions mirrored in his own eyes, a gaze that had become familiar of the course of the season when the time was right and Callisto felt that a moment could be stolen between them as her need became great. His ears thrummed with the sound of her moan his tongue had caressed the noise out of her. The noise of want had become a very feline purr, Jakart wondering if Belladonna's natural habit had rubbed off on Callisto or if this was simply a special noise given only in the right circumstance. The cat was told to leave even as she pressed herself further against his side.

Oh no, he certainly couldn't preform now. She wasn't ready. Callisto needed to beg, he needed to push her further along the eager want she was showing. Without any sort of grace the healer simply rolled onto her side and upon her back, each breath Jakart not took seemed to quicken tenfold as her scent bullied it's way into his nose. With a shaking step a foreleg was brought to the side of her neck as his muzzle dipped down to where their noses were touching. It was rather sudden when his muzzle pressed firmly against the females own, tongue slightly intruding into her maw. Jakart pulled back and twisted his muzzle to mirror the kiss. Just absently he felt his hips move over hers, the feeling of her tail laying over one of his paws. The male gave another breathless kiss as two began to become one. As he dined upon her lips he was far more happy about a new boundary they were both crossing in their jumbled relationship, another kiss given as he started their climb up the mountain as he gently began guiding them towards its peak.

-Fade to Black-