catch me

// seen you smile in a secret language

Beaming up at him to hear his whisper, it’s with a playful scrunch of her nose that she whispers back, “like a Fox?” before she’s drawing silent to hear that protective gleam within him, even if they’re both in agreement that she could handle herself (and had done it often enough). It still helps keep that heat flooding to her cheeks, the warmth of it searingly hot in the space of the already hot hotsprings.

She practically melts into him with the press of his lips to her cheeks, keeping them flaring like a fire as she considers their wedding date. “Hmmmm…” She murmurs, sinking back onto her heels and winding her arms around his middle, fisting her hands into the back of his shirt to cement her against him. “Well it can’t be too long of a day. Then we’d have no time for the rest of the wedding shenanigans that happen after dark.” She drawls, letting her voice drop to a playfully suggestive whisper (as if they would even have to wait for night to approach in order for her to intertwine herself with him, but that’s beside the point).

“What about the beginning of Flowerbirth? When the flowers are just beginning to bud and bloom? And it’s somewhat in between both of our birthdays?” She tilts her head curiously, a humid and damp curl clings to the curve of the black and ruby lined horn, but she pays it little mind with the smile that remains on her face.

KIADA

love i know just like the ocean //

totally sniped from odd ilu

'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done

"Just like a Fox," he whispers back, though he clearly means the animal rather than himself if they're talking about beautiful and clever. And even then, he thinks they are much more accurate descriptors of Kiada, his arms slipping around her to hold her close as she melts against his chest. "Hmmmmm..." he echoes, smirking and waiting expectantly to hear her verdict on their potential wedding date.

"As if we would need to wait until after dark," he says (unintentionally echoing her thoughts) with a suggestive raise of his eyebrow, his polite exterior momentarily undone by her closeness. "The beginning of Flowerbirth, mm?" Reaching out to carefully tuck her curl back into the rest of her hair, Fox tries and fails to keep the pleased smile from twitching across his lips.

"That," he says, "sounds perfect. And it's not all that far away, you know. We'd better really get into that planning." We meaning she, really, and they both know it.

FOX

I need to be youthfully felt, 'cause God I never felt young

totally sniped from odd ilu

// seen you smile in a secret language

Her hand flattens against his chest to hear him repeat it – knowing for a fact he would refuse to think of himself when she makes the comment (but she could go on and on about how accurate she’d claim it was for him too). Ah, but then he’s echoing her thoughts and she snickers a sound that greets his raised brow. “Are you a mind reader, now?” She teases, feigning offense at the mere thought that he could be reading the variety of things that bloom to the surface of her mind.

Her hands shift and she loops them around his neck once he’s tucked the curl of her dark hair back and away from snagging on anything like her horns and she curves against him to where each open space of her body presses against his own as if she can’t fathom the few moments and centimeters apart. “I’ve got most of it.. I think.” She’d have to check, of course, but from the base running thought, it seems the majority of it is set.

KIADA

love i know just like the ocean //

totally sniped from odd ilu

'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done

"If I was, I'm not sure I'd want to let you in on the secret. Not when I could listen in on all the lovely things you think about me." The lie is a clumsy one at best, given away primarily by the flush that heats his cheeks. Fox couldn't lie to Kiada unless he absolutely had to, and he's not prideful enough to even pretend to himself that she thinks half the things she does about him.

Still, with a date for their wedding apparently set in stone, he swallows down the hiccup of nerves and excitement to let his arms slip comfortably around her waist, holding her close and leaning in to rest his forehead against her own. "Well if you want me to plan anything, I'm happy to help. I might not be good at it, but I don't want you thinking you have to do this all on your own."

FOX

I need to be youthfully felt, 'cause God I never felt young

totally sniped from odd ilu

// seen you smile in a secret language

Fox might think it’s a lie – but Kiada ends up with her wish as she peers up at him coyly, seeing that flush that heats his cheeks and turns it her favorite hue of pink each time she catches him off guard or pokes and prods him with enough of her adoration. “I think you’d have a huge ego if you listened to my thoughts about you all day.” She teases, her smile vibrant even as she remains pressed against him, flush though not quite fully connected until his arms slip around her waist.

She arches up into his touch, her forehead pressing against his in turn as her tail sweeps over to curl against his leg, keeping them close as she cherishes the radiating heat from his cheeks. “All you need to do is decide what you want to wear and any.. special requests that I don’t know about.” She hums quietly into the space between them before she surges up to break the distance to selfishly claim a kiss for herself, still pressed tightly against him. She doesn't mind having focused on putting together the majority of it (whether or not she was good at it was also up in the air, but she was trying and so far things had gone well).

KIADA

love i know just like the ocean //

totally sniped from odd ilu

'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done

"I'd more likely spontaneously combust," Fox counters, casting a quick glance down at her only to see her peering up at him with her favourite coy expression, one that has the heat in his cheeks flaring all the hotter (thus proving his point, thanks Kiada). Taking a slow, deep breath in and letting it out again, the hunter forces his shoulders to relax even as he feels Kia's tail coil around his leg, anchoring him ever closer to her.

"Mm, I think I can just about manage that. Though you'll have to tell me what you're wearing too, in case we show up in the same outfit." Flashing a playful, fanged grin in her direction, anything else Fox might want to say is completely stolen by the press of her lips, and he melts into her touch as she'd always known he would.

Not one for particularly public displays of affection, the steam of Frey's Breath might nevertheless make it a little easier to get away with wandering lips and hands, and Fox fully intends to make the most of it for as long as he can.

Forever, if he had a say in it.

~FIN

FOX

I need to be youthfully felt, 'cause God I never felt young

totally sniped from odd ilu