should've asked already

Before he could take another swig from the bottle, his eyes widened in surprise. Watching as she plopped down and wriggled herself up beside him, something stirred in his belly. Now, being a male, it wasn't an entirely unusual feeling, but one he hadn't quite had with Modesty before. He didn't want to push, prod, or pressure her into anything she didn't want. But even as the sweet smell of her coming into heat infiltrated his nose, Gil inhaled deeply. How was he supposed to resist as she pressed up close to him?

Sighing deeply as his eyes closed for a moment, trying to hold himself back, he leaned forward toward her. As he was about to put a leg over her shoulders to pull her in close, he noticed the injured look she gave him. The pout, the tight lips, and quiet sigh clued him in that he had definitely said the wrong thing. Not wanting the night to be ruined over some idiotic statement he made, he smiled instead and leaned in close to her ear. "Oh Modesty, of course, I take it back. Nothing could pull me away from you," Gil's voice is a breathy whisper as he gently tugged on her tufted ear.

"No matter how busy I am, you can always have my attention," he nestled in closer to her until there wasn't any space left between their bodies. Temptation sizzled along his body, but he knew he would have to hold off any advancements until Modesty was ready. Tonight wasn't supposed to be about doing anything someone might deem inappropriate, not that he would tell her no either. Resting his chin on her shoulder, Gil twisted his muzzle until he could see the blues of her eyes. Smiling gently, he reached to plant a kiss upon her cheek. "Have I made up for my idiocy yet?" He asked with another kiss to her silky soft fur.