Shadewood Despicable you [m]

He accepted the unintentional compliment with grace, that ridiculous grin appearing once more and to her it seemed that it was even brighter than before. She had liked how he called her Cebra, the way he said it was different from others for some reason. She found herself wishing to touch him, but not as quick as she had with everyone else. She wanted to know him,to listen to him speak with his endearing accent. 



She glanced at him just as he did the same, and he twitched that bloody tail of his earning a giggle that was accompanied with a very unladylike snort. She graced him with a grin and scooted closer, her muzzle only inches from his own. She looked him in the eyes and ever so slowly ran her nose down the side of his cheeks, and down his neck breathing in his scent.