Valen pranced at her and she grinned, pouncing side to side in slow motion. Everything swam through molasses, and as Valen slowly pounced at her she knew she'd have the time to dodge it and run circles around him...

But then his paws were unexpectedly around her shoulders and she fell backwards in a gale of laughter. What had just happened? In retaliation she brought her paws up around his chest behind his forelegs and she sought to dig her dull claws into the fur there to tickle him. As she did she aimed to lave her tongue across his muzzle, the pink of her tongue seeming to stand out against the deep color of his fur even more than usual, and her eyes widened as they fixated on his. Holy shit had his eyes always been that incredible a shade? "Ahmagaw vaen youw eyth arl uuthiful," she tried to say, forgetting her tongue was still out, and she cracked up.

Success!! They toppled to the ground with Cascade pinned beneath him. Jaws parting, Valentine's head was snaking towards Cascade's with dizzying speed when suddenly his progress was halted by the nails that dug into his armpits. His teeth slammed together with an audible click and he momentarily stiffened, his back arching as the tickling sensation overwhelmed his senses. In a heartbeat his ability to move returned and he found himself jerking sharply from side to side in an attempt to get away from the claws only to find that more waited for him on the opposing side. He managed to gain control of his forelimbs long enough to attempt to shove his paws into the crooks of Cascade's elbows. He hoped to force them to bend, effectively removing her paws from his armpits. “How rude,” he chastised. Uuthiful? Uuthiful, uuthiful, uuthiful... ...Beautiful? DAMN RIGHT he was beautiful! He was fucking gorgeous! “Youuu,” he drug the word out, mimicking the way she'd said it, “Are uuuuthiful toooo!” “”

NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.

His paws pressed down against her legs and inevitably they lowered away from Valen's chest, though she gave a valiant effort to keep tickling him. His body where it touched her was nearly supernova hot, and she continued to fall into his eyes. "Thank you, sexy," she pulled her tongue back in to purr, before struggling to reach up to try again to lick his muzzle. So he wanted to play dirty did he? She could play diiiiiirty. Curling her back to bring her hindlegs forward along their sides she very carefully attempted to place her hind paws under his chest seeking to lift him just enough to curl her tail between them to... tickle his belly. She chuckled her most evil chuckle she could manage in slow motion. It sounded a bit like "Mwwwwwaaaahaaaaaahaaaaahaaaaaaaaa," before it broke apart into real giggles.

He snapped at the reaching tongue playfully before sticking his own out at her. “Sexy?” he purred, thoroughly enjoying the ego stroking. A shit eating grin pulled up his lips as his expression grew sly and a touch smug. “I suppose it takes one to know one, huh?” Quite suddenly his butt began to rise; as a result his equilibrium was momentarily thrown off, seeming to sway far enough forward that he had to quickly plant his forepaws on the ground on either side of Cascade's head. He then felt...movement between his legs and while it may have been Cascade's intention to tickle his belly, she wasn't quite hitting his belly. The feeling was definitely not unpleasant, but he recognized it as an attempt to tickle him again. “How rude,” he huffed again, immediately seeking to dart down and lightly nip at her chest in the hopes of tickling her back. He started at the lowest part of her chest he could reach and then began to work towards her neck, placing nips randomly so she couldn't guess where he was going to strike next. Somewhere between his starting point and her neck, his nips got kind of...serious, and by the time he was at the base of her throat he nibbled with purpose. Valentine found himself following the hollow of her neck, trailing upwards with the goal of reaching her jawline. “”

NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.

She grinned up at him, equally smug and pleased, especially since she was able to pick him up while he was busy being smug and pleased, enough for her tail to sneak between them. He huffed at her but she just smirked, unrepentant. "Oh? What are you going to do about it?" she purred, her voice dropping to a husky velvet. Though the answer came quickly enough as Valen, still having her pinned, began nipping at her chest. She squeaked in surprise, squirming against him as gales of laughter racked her, but the laughter faded into low moans as he worked his way up her throat. Time that was already molasses stopped altogether as the moment seemed to stretch on into infinity, each nip touching on senses hyper-sensitized; each nip made her quake as his hot breath brushed her dark fur, set her on fire as his teeth touched her skin, and the very motion of her body against his as she writhed against him made electricity dance along her nerve endings. Ecstasy beyond anything she'd ever felt as her perception of time faded into hardly anything at all. Her pupils were dilated, captured by the intensity of his silver-blue eyes. She arched her neck, trustingly allowing him access to her vulnerable throat as she continued to fall into his gaze. "Valentine." The one word was spoken on a gasp, a plea. Was he still just playing, or was this what he had wanted her to feel? Was this the herbs they'd eaten? It felt like every sense was sharpened to the point of rapture.

"Oh? What are you going to do about it?" He chuckled. “Punish you, of course.” Growling, he bit at the loose skin of her neck and gave it a playful shake before renewing his nibbling quest with vigor. Each moan he elicited sent a thrill through him. He continued to nibble; pausing only once to smile into her fur when her arching neck brought her fur to his lips sooner than intended. The space between them was warm, every touch sending lightning shivers through him. Valentine traced the hollow of her throat and found himself lingering over the point where her pulse could be felt. There he pressed his lips into her skin, reveling in the rapid beat that jumped up to meet him. Under her touch a tension began to build in his lower abdomen. Unable to contain the need for deeper contact, his hips bucked forward once; drawing a breathy moan from the giant as the brief touch sent a wave of sparks rushing up his spine. "Valentine." Cascade's voice broke through the haze that had come over him and the brute reluctantly stopped what he was doing to grin down at her. “Cascade?” “”

NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.

Valentine stopped that delicious, wonderful nibbling, and for a moment Cas just laid there blinking before her focus returned and she mock-scowled at him. Why did he stop? Oh, that's right, she'd had to go and open her big mouth. A bubble of mirth had her giggling as she wiggled beneath him, cuddling into his warm, electric fur and returning nibbles on his shoulder. "Friends can have sex too, right?" she asked bluntly as she tried to rub herself against him, referencing their earlier conversation, her voice keeping the tone of the question curious rather than serious. "Because I want to fuck you right now but I don't want that to be a problem between us later." It was amazing that she could pull her mind together enough to think of that at all, but her mind fixated on it with a sort of fascination. Seeking to lean up closer to his ear she whispered "I want to fuck you Valen," aiming to tug gently on the appendage before giving a throaty laugh.

She began to nibble the front of his shoulder and Valentine leaned into her touch. Cascade was making it very hard to concentrate on what she was saying. He opened his eyes--when had he closed them?--to look at her curiously. "Friends can have sex too, right?" Silly question. “Isn't that what friends are for?” he queried dryly. She ground against him and he pushed back, hungrily seeking the shivers of feeling he knew would come. "Because I want to fuck you right now but I don't want that to be a problem between us later." In a moment of thoughtfulness, Valen ducked his head and sought to press the side of his face and neck into the side of Cascade's neck. He needed a second to himself--was that odd? Perhaps a bit, considering how not alone he was at the moment. For several heartbeats a ghost of smile teased his lips. She continued to surprise him. And that definitely wasn't a bad thing. Tipping his chin up, Valen leaned back so he could see Cascade's face. Momentarily serious, he said, “It won't be. Now,” he sniffed, serious tone breaking as he he gathered his hind legs under him and moved to rise, seeking to allowing Cascade room to move. “I say we fuck until neither of us can walk right.” “”

NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.

Isn't that what friends are for? he asked her, and Cascade chuckled. "Only if that friend is you, Valen," she laughed with a teasing lick aiming to smooth the fur of his neck. He pressed his face into the side of her neck, and surprised but pleased she sought to curve her neck to return the favor, practically purring at the warmth and comfort. She aimed to press a series of delicate nibbles along his neck as he pulled away from her, and she was surprised at the rush of relief at his words. It won't be. She'd been playing it cool, cucumber cool, but damn she'd needed this almost as much as she'd craved his friendship, and knowing she could have her figurative cake and figuratively eat it too was almost overwhelmingly a relief. She thought for sure she'd fucked this up, and not in a fun way. It was his next words that drew another husky laugh from her throat as he lifted off her enough for her to squirm around onto her belly and raise herself to her paws before him. "Yes, let's," she agreed simply, grinning over her shoulder at him, mismatched eyes heavy with desire. Somehow the ache of her need felt amplified, and she couldn't help but press back against him. "Please Valen," she yipped softly.

Anticipation curled in the pit of his stomach and his heart hammered away. Gooseflesh rose as Cascade rolled to her belly and stood, and the tips of her fur brushed along his chest and forelegs. He wanted this; craved the contact and what came with it as well as the emotional intimacy. She leaned against his chest and he pushed back greedily, forgetting, for only a second, that better things were to be had. Rising to his hind legs, Valentine wrapped his forepaws around Cascade's lower ribs and then pulled himself to her. His paws slide lower, hooking around her hips. Resting his chest on her back, the brute craned his neck forward so that he could trail nibbles along her scruff and shoulders. It was sweet of her to ask whether or not they could do this without regrets, but there wasn't a single part of him that had doubts about this. Not one. Valentine rolled his hips forward sharply and closed what little distance remained between them. --fade-- “”

NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.

Valen pressed against her as she pressed back against him and she whined softly, the noise a faint sound of pleasure at the feel of him, and time was suspended. Cocooned in warmth, buoyed by comfort, her eyes drifted shut and she basked in it. In this moment nothing else mattered.

The weight of his chest was suddenly pressed against her back, his legs clasping in front of her hips. Her eyes blinked open again. Nibbles along her neck and shoulders sent waves of pleasure through her. Knees were weak with the desire but she stiffened them determinedly. Neck arched to bring herself closer to his nips and she purred even as she quivered. Would this be a part of their relationship from now on, or apart from it? She wasn't sure but it wasn't the thing on the forefront of her mind as he joined them. Just... Valentine.

- fade -

Completely spent some time later, the residual effects of the drugs still working their way through her system, Cascade sought to drape herself over Valen's larger body. Her muzzle tilted in an attempt to curve her head around his neck to bring her closer to him, and she sighed contentedly. "Thank you Valentine," she murmured against his ruff, the already quiet words muffled by his fur. Her eyes drifted shut, and she snuggled into the warmth of his coat, fully intending to sleep off the effects of the drug with a Valen-blankie.