Tasty Treats And New Faces

Ruga was certainly not disappointed in his not so subtle attempts to fluster the pretty fae across from him. He had worried that he might break her and for a moment he thought he might actually do just that when she got choked up on her pastry at his comment that promised her much more than food. He chuckled while she coughed and cleared the offending bit of pastry, reaching over to gently pat her back while she did so. Once she was able to speak again he pulled his paw back, but rested it near her own, his bright gaze lingering on her face with a smirk. "I'm glad to hear it," he replied when she said she'd have to stick around, giving her a charming grin. She was sweet and adorable in his eyes and clearly hadn't had a brute be so forward and direct before. He was more than happy to give her a new experience in that regard.

He gave a soft, rumbling hum when her paw reached for his, feeling her toes trace back and forth across his.. He was actually a bit impressed that she was able to recover enough to make the first move, even if it was just a simple bit of contact. It was a start and reaffirmed for him that she was as interested in him as he was in her. A sly smirk pulled across his features at the mention of the 'appreciation' he deserved, making him chuckle again. "I'm a blacksmith and leatherworker," he explained, lifting his other paw that wasn't claimed by hers to lightly trace along the inside of her foreleg, his claws lightly trailing across her skin. "Unsurprisingly, the pack I live with makes good use of my skills and keeps me busy." When his paw finished following her foreleg down to her paw where it was resting over his, he lifted the smaller paw in his own to bring it to his lips, his eyes lingering on hers as he pressed a kiss to her toes with a little grin. "I should really remember to take some more time for 'appreciation', as you put it. You're reminding me why I've missed it."

He released her paw and moved to shift closer to her side, fitting her smaller frame into the nook of his side, her fur mingling with his. He turned his head to lightly kiss the back of one of her ears, deciding that he wanted to see just how far this pretty little lady was going to let him go. "Should we make this Love Day festival more aptly named?" he questioned in a quiet rumble, the kiss behind her ear beginning a trail of kisses and light nibbles along the curve of her cheek. His tail curled around her hip while he watched for her reactions curiously, eager to see how this easily flustered fae reacted to him upping the stakes in their little chance interaction.

"Ruga Amanto"