Red Wine and Moonlight

Romulus gave an overly dramatic gasp of shock and offense when Lillith teased him, calling his stargazing spot "all right". The Armada wolf raised a paw to his chest and recoiled like she'd just struck him, silver eyes wide as he made a big show of groaning in pain. "Oh, you wound me with your cruel, cruel words, Lady Adravendi!" he teased back. "I fear my ego shall never recover from this devastation! This means war between our families! War, I say!" His wide grin and playful laugh broke the otherwise quiet night, just barely rising above the steady ripple of water from the spring and the cascading crash as it fell over the sides in the falls. Once Lillith had gotten settled in beside him, he eagerly curled his larger form around hers to surround her in warmth, snuggling as close to her as he could to chase away the nighttime chill. It was far from cold, but there was a noticeable drop in the temperature from what the days should have felt like thanks to the eternal night.

Roman brought the bottle of wine to his lips, taking a long drink of the sweet red wine within. It tasted of rich grapes, hints of berries mixed in, with a pleasant edge of the alcohol buzzing on his tongue. He'd picked a very good vintage and hopefully Lillith would like it! He'd seen her try wine for the first time at the feast last season, but this would be her first time drinking in earnest. "You're gonna like this, I think," he said, passing the green-tinted glass bottle over to her. "I should really try to find us some mead. That's the good stuff that'll get you drunk in no time!" Another low chuckle rumbled in the young brute's chest while he cuddled with his lover, enjoying her warmth and the way her body fit perfectly against his, savoring the moment together.

Silver eyes turned upwards to look over the bands of monochromatic borealis streaking and twirling across the sky like colorful ribbons. Every so often, a few stars would shoot across the sky, breaking between the still lines of other stars. There wasn't a cloud in sight; the entire night sky was on display for them like their own personal theatre. "Wow..." he said with a gasp and a grin. "Hard to believe something so beautiful could exist outside of dreams." Roman smirked, then glanced back down to Lil, gazing at her with profound adoration for a brief moment before correcting himself, "Actually, yeah, I can believe something that beautiful can be real." Was he a shameless flirt? Yes. Was he doing this on purpose to fluster Lil? Also yes. Was he ever going to stop? Not as long as he lived, which he secretly prayed would continue to be for a long, long time.

Romulus shifted slightly, letting his bushy tail swish up to drape across Lillith's waist, leaning his body back into hers to support her while she reclined into him. He aimed to reach across the thin gap of space between them to nuzzle and nibble behind one ashen ear, wanting nothing more than to spend every moment he could showering his precious alabaster goddess in kisses and sweet little affections. She was perfect—always had been to him—and she deserved to feel like nothing less.

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