Cerulean Cape The Wind And The Sky!

The shadow widened her eyes at his statement, gaze flitting to the ground as if insecure.
Oh! Tine said softly, tone slightly nervous but warm. You think I'm... beautiful? That's so sweet.
She didn't even have time to move closer again before he pushed his muzzle gently against hers. The contact might normally have been disgusting, but the odd craving growing within her made it... pleasant. Samaantine found herself content with how the interaction was unfolding; he was playing right into every move she made. Despite herself, the shadow half wished to reward him for being such an easy target.
His next question posed a perfect opportunity.
I don't know, but... She began fretfully, pausing to give him a slightly pleading look. I don't want to be alone-- not right now. Will you stay with me for awhile, please?
The shadow moved to press against him now, gently leaning her own slim figure against his flank. She was ready to step back, or to deny him a sexual encounter if he should strive for one-- but she was also ready to go through with her intended plans. Tine would not sleep with the old man, but she didn't really mind the idea of curling up against him.