A night of camping and potential fun

Nickolas Saveli · 04-01-2011, 10:03 PM

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Nickolas still kept the smile on his muzzle as he watched Arwen tend to the fire; his mind starting to imagine them in a more intimate way. The way her slender, lovely red fur covered body moved in such a way that entranced him. He had never given any thought about any female before; and yet here he was just watching her every step. His eyes lit up even more as the fire started to stir to life; now they were finally getting somewhere with getting this fish editable. She had caught, skinned, and cut the fish to bitable sizes so he figured that he cooking it would not be too much for her to ask. Nodding he stood up and collected some long, semi-thick sticks that would hold the fish up while it cooked. Carrying them in his arms he stuck the ends in the ground around the fire pit, carefully sticking the pieces of fish close enough to the fire so they would start to get cooked. He was so occupied with that he had not really noticed what Arwen was prepared to do. He had finished readying the fish when he heard her start to sing; it had really caught him off guard with had sudden it had been.

He turned around and watched her, simply amazed with how beautiful her voice was. He just stood there and could not bring himself to move; enjoying every single word that she sang. When she finished he just clapped a little bit; very impressed with that song. He slowly walked over to her, certain of his actions now that he heard her enchanting song. Grinning as he looked down at her; their bodies slowly becoming closer and closer to each other. He figured that he was being quite bold with what he was going to do; but at the same time if she did not want to do anything else he would just drop it and move on to something else. Now he stood so close to her that his chest was nearly pressed to her, paws moving down to rest on her fuzzy slim hips.“You have such a beautiful voice, Arwen”he said softly so only she could hear him. His ears were perked up as high as they could be, tail swishing back and forth like mad. It was quite clear from his body language that he was excited; and it was all because of her.

He leaned down and very gently pressed his muzzle to hers; in what he figured was the wolf version of a kiss. Their wet noses pressed together as he hoped that she would not pull away from him; not deny him his first kiss ever. He was very nervous that he would fail this and just make her laugh at him; making it even more clear that he was a virgin. A minute passed and he finally pulled away; blushing and pretty much waiting for her to pass on judgment on how he had done.

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