[Tamas hums to himself as they walk through the park, dancing a little to the music still playing in his head. Little white moonflowers sprout up around his feet with every step, adding to his glow.] It's such a beautiful night. Thank you so much for coming out with me.
Oh! [Tamas gasps softly, wrapping himself in Jason's arms at the touch.] Oh Jason... [His scent is rich with arousal as he snuggles close.] Would you make love to me under the moon? Please?
Jason throws his head back and howls his joy. Yes is too difficult of a word to say, but he settles for nosing his way under Tamas' chin, and licking over his throat. His mate, all his.
[Tamas moans and lets his head fall back, offering his neck to his mate and alpha. He shakes his shoulders, letting the tunic slip off one shoulder, his skin almost luminescent over the moon.] Your... all yours. [He can feel the wolf's possessive call and basks in it.]
Jason licks Tamas' shoulder, tugging at the edge of his tunic. He doesn't want to tear it, well he does, he wants to tug, and pull and shred the clothes keeping him away from what's his, but he doesn't want Tamas to have nothing to wear when they're done.
[Tamas chuckles, sensing Jason's need and steps back a little. He spins around, dancing in circles as he slips the tunic off, letting it fall to the grass so he's wearing nothing but the beads of moonstone. He darts back to throws his arms around Jason's neck.]
Jason meanwhile has shredded the shirt he was wearing, pulling Tamas against his chest, he rubs their cheeks together, wanting his scent all over Tamas' skin.
[Tamas shivers and runs his fingers through his Jason's fur, petting and stroking. He presses kisses all over Jason's snout, wrapping his legs around Jason's waist.]
Jason lays Tamas out on the grass, licking down his chest with long swipes of his rough tongue. He pets his love gently with the backs of his knuckles, claws curled towards his palms to avoid scratching his delicate skin.
[Tamas arches under Jason's touch, moaning softly. He spreads his hands wide in the soft grass, flowers blooming all around him. He purrs, stroking Jason's ears and losing himself in the softness of his mane.] My beautiful wild love!
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