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Her sweet, surprising husband. How sneaky of him to steal away when she had her back turned and fetch her such a lovely little surprise! She certainly had not seen it coming and was still rather awestruck by it. It was only a flower, she knew, a simple token to bestow, but it was more than that. It was a representation of his adoration for her, his appreciation for her role in his life, not to mention it was incredibly pretty. Tahlia's vanity was typically kept under wraps but she was quite positive Bane knew her too well; appearances meant a lot to her, typically, and so the color and condition of the flower, both attractive and with a delightful smell, immediately appealed to her.
An answering smile spread across her muzzle as the greying wolf rose to his paws and came toward her. As he reached out with his muzzle she closed her eyes in anticipation of feeling him set the bloom that he still carried within the fur behind her ear, but he did not. Rather, he brushed his muzzle through the fur there, flower trailing along with it, and continued across her neck. It arched at the contact, prolonging the touch that caused her skin to tingle beneath her fur, but it seemed unnecessary. He did not stop, continuing to trail down her neck and shoulders and along her spine. Just what was he intending to do? But though confused she said nothing about it, indulging instead in the attention given to her by Bane.
It seemed he was ready to surprise her again with the progression he was making, stopping only once he was behind her. He rose to lay across her back and her heart began to race, anticipation evident in the stillness of her body as she waited for what past encounters had proven was to come next. But he made no such move. Rather, he reached across her and worked the beautiful iris into the fur behind her right ear with only a few licks placed to the back of her neck before he slid away. A quick nuzzle was received upon the chin and allowing his attention to shift her husband turned away to lie down and feed upon the fish she had caught for him.
Tahlia stared on in surprise, dark gold eyes watchful as he ate. Oh, the tease. And when the children were not so very far away either! Not that they had been at the forefront of her mind, but he should have known better. And yet she found herself more bothered by the fact he had failed to keep going, to make good on the suggestions he was giving her. Well, if that was how he wanted to play this game Tahlia was ready to accept the challenge. A new determination set, the black and russet she-wolf stepped over to join him, a new sway to her movements. She settled herself down upon the ground close by, her side pressed to his, and nuzzled his shoulder with a murmured sigh. Tongue sneaking out of her muzzle, she placed a small, lingering kiss upon his jaw, his neck, and then upward behind his ear, placing a few more there on impulse that grew more sensual with each one just to be assuredly distracting. "Are you satisfied?" she whispered during a pause, tempted to graze her teeth over the ear she spoke into. Instead she ran her nose teasingly through the fur of his neck as she drank in his scent, strangely calmed by it though she continued to try and excite him as he had done for her.
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