01-01-2019, 04:41 PM
A flash. A blur. And a question, whispered low.
"Would you like to continue where we left off? Cause, you know-- haha, mates and all?" A different, heated, smile (yet still, somehow so goofy) could be heard in Mogrey's voice as his paws cupped around his mouth. The message was only for Kuper between the din of drums, flutes, and the low hum of neighboring camps. "I saw you looking at me. It's like the night we met~"
The night itself had been surprisingly joyous. The stew presented to Ottiliya was well received, all ate their fill. At Juna's melodies carried through the night, the dancers did what they loved. Swaying hips and fluid rhythmic motions, only highlighted by the glint of star and firelight.
It was there, that Mogrey's eyes locked on Kuper.
And she agreed. Her stained pom flushed with color.
"Y-yes... I'd, uhm, I'd like that."
---
Spiriting away, the young couple wove through the tents, hand in hand. Mogrey, confident. Kuper, starry-eyed. While only one here was new to such actions, Mogrey pulled her hand and tugged her close.
"I'll take care of you, dontchu worry." Mogrey reassured her, at the threshold of his tent. "But first, you just gotta be you."
The coveted summoner's horn, clutched in Kuper's free hand, transferred hands to his. Kuper was reluctant, still, his smile reassured her as he tugged it away from her.
"This'll be here in the morning." Mogrey continued. "But you. You'll be here tonight? Right?"
He gently tossed the horn into the tent and turned his full attention back to Kuper. With another gentle tug, Mogrey guided her to him. Just Kuper and Mogrey shared a kiss.
---
The experience itself? Over. The afterglow? Not so much.
Curled up together, on top of a bedroll and under a woolen blanket, two young Moogles laid together with only fur between them.
"I told you, I'd take care of you. Did'ya have fun?" He looked down to Kuper with a twinkle in his eyes, visible even without much light. Maybe he winked... but it was hard to tell in the dark.
"Would you like to continue where we left off? Cause, you know-- haha, mates and all?" A different, heated, smile (yet still, somehow so goofy) could be heard in Mogrey's voice as his paws cupped around his mouth. The message was only for Kuper between the din of drums, flutes, and the low hum of neighboring camps. "I saw you looking at me. It's like the night we met~"
The night itself had been surprisingly joyous. The stew presented to Ottiliya was well received, all ate their fill. At Juna's melodies carried through the night, the dancers did what they loved. Swaying hips and fluid rhythmic motions, only highlighted by the glint of star and firelight.
It was there, that Mogrey's eyes locked on Kuper.
And she agreed. Her stained pom flushed with color.
"Y-yes... I'd, uhm, I'd like that."
---
Spiriting away, the young couple wove through the tents, hand in hand. Mogrey, confident. Kuper, starry-eyed. While only one here was new to such actions, Mogrey pulled her hand and tugged her close.
"I'll take care of you, dontchu worry." Mogrey reassured her, at the threshold of his tent. "But first, you just gotta be you."
The coveted summoner's horn, clutched in Kuper's free hand, transferred hands to his. Kuper was reluctant, still, his smile reassured her as he tugged it away from her.
"This'll be here in the morning." Mogrey continued. "But you. You'll be here tonight? Right?"
He gently tossed the horn into the tent and turned his full attention back to Kuper. With another gentle tug, Mogrey guided her to him. Just Kuper and Mogrey shared a kiss.
---
The experience itself? Over. The afterglow? Not so much.
Curled up together, on top of a bedroll and under a woolen blanket, two young Moogles laid together with only fur between them.
"I told you, I'd take care of you. Did'ya have fun?" He looked down to Kuper with a twinkle in his eyes, visible even without much light. Maybe he winked... but it was hard to tell in the dark.