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Terra's ears flattened with embarrassment, catching the undertone of his voice. She certainly wasn't that kind of coyote, and she was extremely shy about it, despite being outgoing and boisterous about just about everything else. She promptly decided to pretend that she hadn't heard his words at all. Hopefully that would cover it up. Kit easily caught up to the slower moving female, still working on limping after the horse that was rapidly increasing the distance. Scowling at it Terra looked over to Kit, hoping he might have an idea about it.
Kit was faking his moves, as well as Terra had done in lupine form, moving so it looked like her leg wasn't injured at all. It was an impressive stunt, earning a bright grin from the coyote. She had to like this lad, especially after his offer to let her lean on him. Moving over to him Terra nuzzled right in, licking at his cheek affectionately, unaware of what that would mean to him. She was just being herself in her own mind, sweet and innocent, liking being around others. Arm clasped around his waist to hold herself steady as they moved she looked ahead. It's not my horse. I suppose we could drive it into one of the traps?
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The flattening of Fleta's ears almost escaped Kit's notice, but still caught what he took as a shy response to his suggestive undertone. It was tempting to poke a little more, to return to their first meeting of him as the confident male, courting the shy female, but in a rare show of restraint, he decided to save it for later. Mostly because Kit knew that catching the horse would have to come first, regardless of how much smooth talking he could muster. A second best was simply to have Fleta grinning, and holding onto him for support.
The added weight of someone else on his ankle added to the sore pain, but that was soothed by an unexpected nuzzling lick at his cheek, which brought a bright grin to his face as well. Making an attempt to return her lick, with one of his own, before replying to the plan "Sounds like a plan to me Fleta, but your the one that would know where to drive them, so just lead the way my lovely lady friend.". Kit had thrown his trust into Fleta, and would just continue to support her, while going in the direction she suggested, if she suggested one. "Lets get this silly horse trapped so we can go back to that building..." he would add with a teasing tone.
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A smile lit up Kit's face, making the coyote look even more handsome. He certainly wasn't as rugged and strong as Shadow or Shandom, but he was definitely stronger than her, maybe stronger than Aylu with his sweet protective nature. Comparing the two brought a very odd tingling feeling through her, Aylu's gentle protection and request for her to be his mate intermingled with Kit's flashing eyes and roguish behavior. It was a good thing they were working on herding the horse or Terra might not have been able to shake the feeling off as quickly as she did.
Terra giggled at his suggestion, studying the horse. Carefully she moved, angling them so the horse trotted over to the other side of the street. Continuing on with this pace Terra worked with Kit. Eventually the horse turned into a dead end alley. The horse immediately started backing up, but the pair had caught up with it at that point, and a simple tug on the trip wire sent a car crashing into place, trapping the horse inside. Pleased she turned back to Kit, tail wagging, green eyes sparkling with delight. Licking him on the nose playfully Terra couldn't help but wish that she could dance, instead of being tied to his side for support.
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Fleta giggled at his words, a pleasant sound that made Kit feel even more at ease with her clinging to him, and just being beside her. She had not been the first female that he had enjoyed some playful flirting with, or even the first that he had tried moving beyond flirting with, but Kit had a hard time recalling the last time he had found himself considering how to go about seeing them again. Part of him was content to assume it was just his want for another night like the one they had met, but his tail wagged behind him more eagerly then for just that. Those thoughts were shelved quickly however, as Fleta began to guide their movements, and soon found themselves cornering the horse into what he assumed as a trap.
Sure enough, the pretty canine holding onto him knew exactly where to trigger a trap that Kit reluctantly accepted would have probably caught him as well. "Impressive, your just full of surprises. Clever, and good looking, a nice combination indeed." Kit spoke with an ever widening grin as she returned from springing the trap. At the feel of his nose being licked, Kit didn't hesitate to return the gesture, his arms moving to wrap around Fleta's back if she didn't object, and try moving so they would be chest to chest, instead of side to side.
If successful, Kit would start to add with a lusty tone "Well, we got the horse trapped...". His words halting to try nuzzling at the side of Fleta's neck, before continuing "What would the lovely Fleta like to do with the rest of our day?". The day was young in the male's mind, and while he could have used a meal, it was easy for him to forget little things like that with Fleta so close to him.
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Terra grinned saucily as she returned to his side. Of course she was clever, relying on her tricks to survive since she was young. The part about being good looking still surprised her though. She might be a pack animal, but she hadn't exactly been an attention grabber. Too young in her birth pack, and everyone mated up or too old for her in her current one. Except the beta and Trent, but she wasn't interested in a weakling, and he hadn't pursued her the way Kit had, with his charming words and manners.
Her nose was licked back, and Terra found herself pulled to Kit. She looked him in the eye, breathless. This was a hug, and she'd given plenty of hugs. This one felt different somehow though. Something was going on, and she wasn't too sure what it was, just that it was making her plenty nervous, even as she liked how it felt being so close to him. His words were starting to sound very suggestive to her, even if she couldn't place why. The horse was trapped, that was a fact, nothing suggestive about that. The neck nuzzling was. Addressed as it being their day was very, very charming. Except that she was unsure about what she wanted to do. Um...th-there's a food cache in a building. Just a few streets down. She wished he would stop doing that. It was hard to think when he did.
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Fleta had started to respond favorably at first, her affectionate behavior acting as the cue that had caused Kit to continue responding with his own affectionate licks, and nuzzling. Pulling the other Optime into an embrace had only made Kit more eager to show the female that he enjoyed her company. So it came as a slight surprise when Fleta shyly started to change the subject from them, to a nearby food cache, a way to fill his stomach. Hesitating a moment with his muzzle still at Fleta's neck, he balanced the thought of going to fill his stomach, versus being a little more suggestive, and seeing if he couldn't get the shy Fleta to consider what was on his mind.
"I am sort of hungry... but its not like the food will run away if we take too long getting there, and your all I need right now Fleta." Kit spoke softly without moving his muzzle away, and surprised himself with the stronger meaning that could be taken from what he had said. To move his own thoughts toward not so dangerous thoughts, Kit tried to plant a light kiss where he had recently been nuzzling. Kit had already decided that he liked being around Fleta, but he was wary of the no so familiar thoughts that followed that discovery. His father had always warned him about getting too attached to one female, and that you shouldn't see them more then once twice at most, but Kit found himself thinking that he should set up shop near Fleta's pack.
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Kit paused, his breath tingling on her neck. What was he doing to her? He always managed to make her feel this way, tingly and excited, and a little like they were doing something intoxicating. She liked it, but Terra was out of control on this one, a situation she was never truly in, even when tangling with death. The only other times she'd been truly in a situation beyond her control outside of Kit was when she'd first shifted, been in heat for the first time, and almost been killed by the cougar. What this was felt different though. Terra didn't know why, and she was almost afraid of the hot feelings it gave her.
Terra sighed softly with relief as Kit said that he was a bit hungry. Unfortunately, that changed again as he announced that she was all he really wanted at the moment. All he needed. Embarrassed beyond belief Terra's ears flattened to her skull. Looking down Terra found herself staring at his chest, pressed so closely to her own. There wasn't really an escape for this. A light kiss was planted where he'd been nuzzling, drawing a quiet whimper from her, pleased with the affection and still very, very unsure.
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Kit could almost feel his mind becoming numb again, lost in another moment with the trickster female that was held in his arms. It seemed so easy to do, and when his soft kiss wasn't resisted, Kit began to hug a little tighter. That changed at the sound of a quiet whimper from Fleta, which caused Kit to pause his affections, and draw his head back to look at the female. Laid back ears, and shy eyes looking down, instead of up into his own caused Kit some frustration, but also made him wonder if she was feeling pressured.
It was tempting to ignore the signs, to just gloss over the possibility that she felt compelled or vulnerable, and went along with him because of it. That was what he was content to do during their first visit, and if it had been some random female, Kit would have continued at the seemingly off balance female until what was on his mind, became a reality. Instead, Kit tried to nuzzle softly at the side of Fleta's face, while the male forced his voice to be more affectionate that dripping with lust "Are you alright Fleta? Your all I need right now, but I'd also like to know what my partner wants.".
The end of Kit's speech had been slightly awkward, and surprising to the male. It had seemed reasonable enough, to keep good relations with someone he would presumably be adventuring with, but the way it had come out was strange. While waiting for a reply, Kit would try pressing his lips on Fleta's cheek to leave another soft kiss, it was just hard for Kit to stop showing the affection he was feeling.
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His arms tightened around her, assuring and safe, but also scary, assuring that she couldn't escape from him. He stopped at her small cry though, and pulled away slightly. Her face was nuzzled softly, more affectionate than the odd suggestive way he'd been acting. She looked up at him, eyes glowing with the passion he'd ignited, fear glinting as well in her gold flecked eyes. His words were so relieving. He cared, wasn't going to make her scared anymore.
A soft kiss was brushed on her cheek, and Terra smiled at him. I'm fine. Just...not used to this affection. What could she say? That he was her first? That the only other time before him had been in such a haze that she barely remembered it? That she didn't know what he was doing to her, and why she liked it so much? No, she just couldn't say that. Instead she hugged him briefly before breaking free. I should get back to my pack. Injured leg, long trip. She tried to grin carefree, but she was still slightly unsettled. I'll see you soon. Terra didn't want to stop seeing Kit. If anything she wanted to see more of him, even if she did feel a little uncomfortable with him.
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Kit smiled wider at discovering Fleta had genuinely been shy, and inexperienced with affection like he was showering on her, but couldn't quite pin down what it was that he found attractive about it. Just one of those things that he liked, and couldn't explain, that was how he dismissed the thought. What had been a growing smile, was slowly dimmed by the hug being broken by Fleta, and the words deciding that he wouldn't see her again for some indefinite about of time. He wanted to ask "when is soon", or try to convince her to come see him sooner, rather then later, but the desire not to come across as desperate kept his mouth shut on that point.
"It was another wonderful day to spend with you Fleta. I look forward to next time too! Maybe we can go on an adventure, see if we work together as well as we play together." Kit spoke in his originally playful, charming tone of voice, and fought off the desire to leave the scene only after trying to coax a true kiss from the pretty creature in front of him. Before he could give into that urge, and possibly upset Fleta more, Kit added "Seeya around beautiful, I'm going to go look for that food cache, and have a safe trip back. Maybe I'll look into finding a nice unclaimed bit of land near your pack, set up a den there, and make it easier for you to come see me!". Part way through the words, Kit turned, and started to walk away, his hand waving in the air as though to say fare well for now.
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Terra smiled shyly back at him. Considering how it had started, freeing him from a trap, then hunting a horse, she thought it was pretty funny that he had enjoyed the time. She had as well, very odd. Of course. We'll do lots together. Even if she was inexperienced about what he did to her, she still liked him a lot, and was looking forward to seeing him again. Her tail wagged excitedly, hearing about him maybe settling down near her pack. Dangerous for a thief, but very, very good for her so they could get together so much more easily.
I'll be looking for you then. Winking Terra solved the puzzle to open the trap, and clambered onto the rather grumpy horse, settling it with a few growls. Clumsily she pushed the horse out, waving down to him as she left the city behind, wondering how long it would be until they met again, excited for that chance and the time it would be.
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