lonely in a crowded room

Rannoch’s grooming was met with more pleased rumbles and whipping of a long striped tail. Taiga shifted slightly as his thick tongue caressed the ridge of her spine. His movements were slow as the atmosphere of the night called for little more than gentle swipes. He didn’t understand the way she moved beneath his affection, he was a young stag, and she was a lioness. Rannoch didn’t really begin to understand until she leaned into him further.

What he did understand was the thrill that she caused in him as her teeth nibbled against his throat, right above the pulsing life vein beneath. The deer gasped softly, but didn’t pull away from the cat. Her pink paw pads reached up to touch his cheek and she took the chance to guide his head, bringing his pale lips to hers. Surprise laced through him, he had found it easy to return her grooming, but her kiss was like nothing he had experienced before.

There was danger and a thrill as her lips and her tongue pressed against him. She kissed him softly, alluring him gentle as her soft paw trailed down his neck and over his thin leg. He was young yet, but his body was developed enough to embrace the instincts that were so much stronger during Anlach. Verdant gaze blinked open as she pulled back slightly so her ruby eyes would meet his.

"As am I.” He rumbled in response, shifting slightly, lifting his chin to nuzzle her affectionately. He didn’t fully understand the complicated feelings stirring between them, but he did want to explore them more. He hadn’t felt complete since he lost his first herd, but Taiga had an ability that helped him remember how it felt.

"Speech"