Sunset Dinner Date

True, they didn't have much time together, though they slept beside one another every night. It was entirely different than being alone together like this. They didn't have to worry about what they said or what they did. Didn't have to worry about hungry little eyes watching their every move. Not that Iki didn't adore her children, but one couldn't deny that they saw everything.

The pair ate their meal, both sipping at the bottle of wine that, Iki thought, was particularly delicious. Potent, too. By the time their food was gone, Iki was feeling rather fuzzy. Her skin tingled and her perception of the world was covered in peachfuzz. When Deimos scooped her close to him, her weight nothing to his strength, Ikigai gave a delighted giggle. The pale fae stretched her body out, pressing her belly against his. Paws found his chest, toying with the thick fur.

Deimos spoke, complementing her and Iki smiled, eyes glassy with wine. "It pales in comparison to my rugged, handsome husband as well," Iki replied, a smile on her lips. She'd never had eyes for anyone else from the moment that Deimos had come into her life. He was it. Her one and only.

The amaranthine man tipped her muzzle up and began nibbling gently at her throat. Iki released a soft sigh of pleasure. It had been so long since they'd been able to just lose themselves in one another. As he nibbled away, Iki's paws began to roam over his big frame, massaging his kingly muscles. With their bellies pressed together, it was easy for Ikigai to tease him a bit by sliding her lower body painstakingly slowly along his own.

"Ikigai"