[ this is a different kind of warfare. he's never been the type to get easily distracted or thrown off his game, but playful sleight and the dawning knowledge of the foxes' love of trickery are slowly pushing the boundaries cast around him like iron bars and high walls.
with the lingering effects of his senses being kicked into a bright, dizzying tailspin, the kiss that follows is enough to get him off his balance and reverse their positions. it feels good. the breath that fills his lungs when he inhales through his nose is warm and sweet; her smile gets into his mouth. even as he's getting put on the small of his back, his legs lock and his core strength strains through muscle years in the making, spine curved to keep him vertical enough to draw the kiss out for one more moment.
it's enough to sink his long eye teeth into her bottom lip, giving the kiss a depth, a beckoning scrape. two can play that game.
and you can thank a certain skinny twink that he's a quick study. ]
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with the lingering effects of his senses being kicked into a bright, dizzying tailspin, the kiss that follows is enough to get him off his balance and reverse their positions. it feels good. the breath that fills his lungs when he inhales through his nose is warm and sweet; her smile gets into his mouth. even as he's getting put on the small of his back, his legs lock and his core strength strains through muscle years in the making, spine curved to keep him vertical enough to draw the kiss out for one more moment.
it's enough to sink his long eye teeth into her bottom lip, giving the kiss a depth, a beckoning scrape. two can play that game.
and you can thank a certain skinny twink that he's a quick study. ]