[ And then he realizes what must really be going on here. He groans a little, in a good way of course. He just laughs it off, making sure to keep up the sweet friction between them. ]
S'like this, okay? When we fuck someone, we're matin' with em'. You followin'?
[ Regardless on if he is following or not, Leona keeps the friction between them. Groaning happily at the feeling. He definitely wanted this tonight. ]
S'called a "heat" or a "rut". Only really happens with bonded pairs.
[ Leona is very quickly realizing.........what he just said.......... ]
[ Wait. So he triggered this for Leona? Leona's body thinks they're reproductive mates? Has he screwed up the second prince of Sunset Savanna and made him incapable of mating with someone else? ]
... L-Leona, you... don't lions have many mates? [ He knows that much. ] I know wolves mate for life, but... this isn't... going to cause you problems later, will it?
[ He's trying to think properly even though he's getting worked up here and Leona's body feels so good beneath his! ]
We can have many mates, yeah. But sometimes a lion can have a "main mate" and mates they consider "lower" or somethin' like that. S'like a hierarchy of mates. Though...
[ The truth of the matter is that the lionesses are the ones who run the show on mating. ]
... ya kinda remind of a lioness like this, an' they are the ones who run matin' and shit. Matriarchal society or whatever.
[ Hearing that is making his heart race. Him, a lioness... He's trying not to think of the idea that he might have something more with Leona. They're still in third year, and Leona is- well, he's been repeating his grade, too...
Eventually they'll have to part ways, won't they? That thought makes him touch Leona's hair, before-
He just leans in to kiss him deeply- it's not full of urgency, but it is slow and passionate, savoring his mouth and the feel of his warmth, as though afraid he will lose it, before breaking it. ]
... perhaps I've a lioness in me. I do consider myself as a Queen, after all... it would be unbecoming if I didn't pick a fitting King.
[ He seems to be drifting from the subject of mates, not wanting to go into a serious conversation about it right now. Leona and him are here, and Leona's body wants his...
[ Reality states that logically they would have to part ways eventually. But Leona doesn't really like to think of that stuff. Leona likes to think of things like the right now. The here, the now. He doesn't really want to expend the energy to think about the what ifs and the future. Not in the heat of things.
His ears lift at Vil's request, which isn't what he would have expected, honestly. So he just chuffs out, fondly at that. ]
I'll be whatever ya want me to be.
[ If he can't be King at home, he could at least be King here. Be King of Vil's heart anyways, and Dormhead of Savannaclaw. It's where he feels the most needed at any rate. He closes his eyes and returns the kisses, languid and not at all in a hurry. They could take their time here if they wanted. ]
[ They could- at least until their food gets here anyway. They're here now, on a break, with each other. He doesn't want to think of obligation and responsibilities.
He just wants to pretend for a little while, before they go back to being students and before he is once again supermodel Vil Schoenheit who will one day graduate and leave this place. Before Leona is a prince again who doesn't want to return home.
And he leans his head down, body continuing to press against his and fitting between his legs- and their lips meeting again and again.
Right here and now, Leona can belong to Vil... and Vil can be his. Before they have to put everything else before each other. And he won't lose a single moment, until they have to part. ]
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Date: 2023-01-22 02:54 am (UTC)[ He continues to steal kisses, enjoying the gentle stimulation between their bodies like this. ]
... no, it's... it's like you've a fever, but you're not feeling sick, are you?
[ Though he has been sleeping a lot, and he's barely moved, which- alright, is normal, but he's purring too. He can feel the rumbling. ]
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Date: 2023-01-22 03:14 am (UTC)[ And then he realizes what must really be going on here. He groans a little, in a good way of course. He just laughs it off, making sure to keep up the sweet friction between them. ]
Nah, 'm not h-hah, sick.
[ How does he explain.....how..... ]
'S another beastman thing.
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Date: 2023-01-22 05:21 am (UTC)[ He'll look him over- he does seem fine. Kind of like how he looks when he's actually attended flight class or worked out.
He'll make sure with his touch first, at least. And lucky Leona, he's not getting off him just yet so they can stay pressed close together. ]
... what's going on?
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Date: 2023-01-22 05:38 am (UTC)[ Regardless on if he is following or not, Leona keeps the friction between them. Groaning happily at the feeling. He definitely wanted this tonight. ]
S'called a "heat" or a "rut". Only really happens with bonded pairs.
[ Leona is very quickly realizing.........what he just said.......... ]
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Date: 2023-01-22 05:42 am (UTC)[ Wait. So he triggered this for Leona? Leona's body thinks they're reproductive mates? Has he screwed up the second prince of Sunset Savanna and made him incapable of mating with someone else? ]
... L-Leona, you... don't lions have many mates? [ He knows that much. ] I know wolves mate for life, but... this isn't... going to cause you problems later, will it?
[ He's trying to think properly even though he's getting worked up here and Leona's body feels so good beneath his! ]
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Date: 2023-01-22 05:46 am (UTC)[ The truth of the matter is that the lionesses are the ones who run the show on mating. ]
... ya kinda remind of a lioness like this, an' they are the ones who run matin' and shit. Matriarchal society or whatever.
I NEVER GOT THIS TAG HOLY SHIT??
Date: 2023-02-01 03:41 am (UTC)Eventually they'll have to part ways, won't they? That thought makes him touch Leona's hair, before-
He just leans in to kiss him deeply- it's not full of urgency, but it is slow and passionate, savoring his mouth and the feel of his warmth, as though afraid he will lose it, before breaking it. ]
... perhaps I've a lioness in me. I do consider myself as a Queen, after all... it would be unbecoming if I didn't pick a fitting King.
[ He seems to be drifting from the subject of mates, not wanting to go into a serious conversation about it right now. Leona and him are here, and Leona's body wants his...
He moves his thumb over his lower lip. ]
I want you to be my King.
FOR SHAME
Date: 2023-02-01 05:02 am (UTC)His ears lift at Vil's request, which isn't what he would have expected, honestly. So he just chuffs out, fondly at that. ]
I'll be whatever ya want me to be.
[ If he can't be King at home, he could at least be King here. Be King of Vil's heart anyways, and Dormhead of Savannaclaw. It's where he feels the most needed at any rate. He closes his eyes and returns the kisses, languid and not at all in a hurry. They could take their time here if they wanted. ]
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Date: 2023-02-01 05:28 am (UTC)He just wants to pretend for a little while, before they go back to being students and before he is once again supermodel Vil Schoenheit who will one day graduate and leave this place. Before Leona is a prince again who doesn't want to return home.
And he leans his head down, body continuing to press against his and fitting between his legs- and their lips meeting again and again.
Right here and now, Leona can belong to Vil... and Vil can be his. Before they have to put everything else before each other. And he won't lose a single moment, until they have to part. ]