A coal-black tom, nearly hidden in the looming shadows with his sleek pelt, approached from behind. "Evening," he politely meowed.
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"Call me Nova," he replied. "How did a cat as pretty as you end up alone on a night like this?"
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"Oh?" he asked, his interest perked. "Where do you come from?"
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"Well, would you mind my company?" he asked as he sat, his tail resting neatly over his forepaws.
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He smiled, pressing a little closer to the she-cat. "Something wrong, May?"
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"Then why look down?" he asked, softly, briefly nuzzling her neck. "It's much more difficult to meet your beautiful gaze like that."
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"There we go," he said with a soft smile, giving her cheek a little lick.
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"Wow...Such a cute little purr, too~"
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"So, May...I'd like to get to know you a little better."
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He smiled. "Whatever you'd like to share."
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His ears perked up at the last part. "You want kits, hm? Well...I can help with that, if you're interested."
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"Ah." He dipped his head in understanding, smiling still. "Well, I wouldn't want to pressure you into anything."
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"With someone as beautiful and sweet as you? I'd love to...but only if the desire was mutual."
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(As in they both wanted to do it)
His ears perking up, the tom's lightly gleaming gaze followed May, his tail flicking eagerly to the side. "So what do you say~?"
(And are we just fading in/out?)
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(How much detail is allowed before PMs are required?)
He, on the other paw, did notice the scent...and he was beginning to want her more. "Alright then...Tell me when you're ready."
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A fox-like tom soon padded quietly toward her. He was sniffing the air, and whatever the scent was, he loved it.
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"Excuse me," he mewed as he reached her side, eyes trailing over her body, "but that scent...Is it you?"
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He was a handsome tom, his pelt sleek and orange, a tuft of white fur on his chest. He lightly kneaded the ground, however. "You're...beautiful..."
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"It's the scent, it's...It's strong," he replied, holding himself back from his desires.
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Maybe the scent was clouding his judgment, because his next words were, "Can I mate you?"