Round Two, Jerk!

Well, he didn't get retractable feline claws stabbing through his toes so he supposed that was one win. He kept his lips pressed to hers for as long as he dared, that soft feeling of her smaller, more delicate muzzle against his lighting fires in his core that he knew he shouldn't be indulging right now—especially not in the middle of some other pack's party. Her paws pushing at his chest and her disgruntled, muffled sounds finally got him to pull back, blinking open his eyes to see her aggravated, burning gaze which he greeted with a lopsided grin. Before he even noticed her paw moving he felt it slap across his cheek, hitting his head to the side and bit and making him wince with the sting of the impact. He brought one of his own paws to his cheek, rubbing it gently as he chuckled. He wasn't even mad at her for hitting him. If anything he would have been surprised if he didn't get some kind of repercussions from the stunt he pulled, but he couldn't even say it wasn't worth it. "Yeah, alright, I probably deser-" he began, but he didn't get to finish his half-hearted apology.

As soon as he looked back toward her again she was reaching her tiny paws up around his neck, making his eyes go wide with shock this time as she pulled herself up into him while her muzzle crushed into his in a deep, passionate kiss. It took a moment for his half-drunk brain to process what was going on, getting whiplash from having her hate him and slapping him across the face to making out with him the next, but his instincts and desires luckily took over before he could miss his chance. He gave a quiet, rumbling hum in response to the soft whine she made as he sank into that kiss, his eyes closing while both of his forelegs wrapped around her sides, supporting her against him while this sudden, unexpected kiss continued. His lips worked easily in time with hers, kissing her with all of the pent up mix of aggravation and natural desire, forgetting where they were as his tongue gently found hers with a soft, muffled groan, tasting her mouth for the first time and making him hold her a little tighter against himself.

Their making out only lasted for a few more moments though because he felt a couple taps on his shoulder that made him jump, blinking open his eyes as he pulled away from Satira's lips with a soft gasp. He looked over to see a large male wearing a disapproving look, shooing them off of the terrace and into one of the castle's private rooms if they couldn't control themselves. Cináed gently released Satira and placed her back on the stone of the terrace, giving the castle guard an apologetic grin and nod, agreeing and waiting till he had walked away to look back down at her. A silly grin creeped across his muzzle and he chuckled, his ears giving an embarrassed flick. "So... Um... Did you want to...?" he questioned, still a little breathless from their kiss, and nodding toward the castle behind him, not really knowing how far Satira would want to take this. He honestly didn't even expect to get this far so he was already riding a high that could only go up from here whether she turned down his offer or not.

Cináed