Blacktail Deer Plateau i found us a friend

Harlyn didn't feel any shame when it came to her sexual encounters with those of her own gender.  Her culture had always believed in the freedom of love - that it was to be celebrated no matter where it was found and enjoyed without boundaries.  Those that were imposed were the decisions of those who imposed them, and it was only ever done so on one's self.  No one had ever told Harlyn that she could only ever be with one man who would be the father of her children - she had made that decision on her own and no one would have judged her had she decided otherwise.


His confession did surprise her, but only momentarily.  Luke had always been a free spirit, so really, the fact that he lead his intimate self with such freedom was not really a shock at all.  A smile slipped across her lips as he spoke, comfort wrapping around her with each word.  His final words did elicit the slightest of brow raises as he admitted to his own intrigue at exploring her sexuality - something she took with a grain of salt and shrugged off with a smirk.  "Well, maybe I'll stop being such a baby and go home and, ah.. what was it?  Jump his bones," she said as she stood, "All it takes is a little.. touch of the shoulder... and a little..."  Harlyn trailed off as she closed the distance between them again, nudging his shoulder as she spoke and then reaching up towards his ear to nip gently as the base of it, her chest pressed ever so gently against his.  "...right?" she whispered, using her best seductive tone though her tail wagged so swiftly it was obvious that she wasn't truly trying at all.