04-10-2012, 11:34 AM
Knowing that Fleta found his company enjoyable, that felt more important then Kit normally would have expected, but didn't even notice that his tail had started to brush the ground behind him at a quickened pace from that knowledge. Pressing his muzzle against Fleta's, Kit noticed the widened eyes, but before he could wonder if maybe he had pushed his luck, the kiss was returned. A soft growl of desire, mixed with contentment rumbled through Kit's chest at the return of his affection, and when the kiss was broken, a happy smile remained.
Kit enjoyed hearing Fleta call him handsome, but couldn't help but tease back "Only fairly handsome huh?", his green eyes following Fleta's attention toward the food. Seeing the dried meat reminded Kit that he was hungry, something that had been completely forgotten in the moments of close contact with Fleta, and if he didn't suspect Fleta was hungry too, would have ignored his physical hunger for the more satisfying hunger for Fleta.
"I suppose we should eat some of our catch, huh?" Kit started with a slight bit of disappointment evident, his grin dampening slightly, but then coming back as an idea sprung into his head. With a mischievous look in the male's green eyes, Kit reached over with his free arm to pick out a strip of dried meat, and set it in his teeth so that half of it was playfully presented to Fleta. It crossed his mind that she might be the sort who was grouchy about others being too close to the food they were eating, but Kit was willing to risk it for the chance to mix affection and the more boring task of eating.
Kit enjoyed hearing Fleta call him handsome, but couldn't help but tease back "Only fairly handsome huh?", his green eyes following Fleta's attention toward the food. Seeing the dried meat reminded Kit that he was hungry, something that had been completely forgotten in the moments of close contact with Fleta, and if he didn't suspect Fleta was hungry too, would have ignored his physical hunger for the more satisfying hunger for Fleta.
"I suppose we should eat some of our catch, huh?" Kit started with a slight bit of disappointment evident, his grin dampening slightly, but then coming back as an idea sprung into his head. With a mischievous look in the male's green eyes, Kit reached over with his free arm to pick out a strip of dried meat, and set it in his teeth so that half of it was playfully presented to Fleta. It crossed his mind that she might be the sort who was grouchy about others being too close to the food they were eating, but Kit was willing to risk it for the chance to mix affection and the more boring task of eating.