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Kumiho felt Kitsune slide off of his back, the brushing of their coats leaving more of those pleasant little tingles across his skin as they parted. Icy blue eyes shifted to watch as the svelte fae sauntered her way around to his front and settled down before him, placing her forepaws on top of his own and pressing down to keep him pinned—or trying to keep him pinned in place, at least. With the difference in their sizes, Iho probably could’ve freed himself if he really wanted to. But where was the fun in that? No, Iho had a much more nefarious idea in mind.

Kitsune declared that she was going to do whatever she wanted with him, leaving that ambiguous threat up in the air. Kumiho simply held Kit’s gaze with his own, their mutual blue jeweled eyes smoldering between them, and gave her a lopsided grin, roguish and playful in nature. He responded to her assertion of dominance by quickly leaning forward and capturing her lips with his own in a quick kiss, just a peck to the end of her snout, but enough that it turned those butterflies in his belly into full blown fireworks. Hey, if she wasn’t going to take the initiative, then he was going to be daring for the both of them. After letting his lips linger on hers for a second, Iho pulled back enough to grin at his fire fox, curious to see how she would react and respond to his boldness.

"Kumiho"