Sun Mote Copse A runaway once more

She could feel him press to her side as she paced around him. She could discern the heat radiating from him and his gaze, and yet she continued...albeit reluctantly. She could sense him attempting to move with her, and aptly hastend her pace. The chase was usually more fun than the prize, but in this case the prize was far better. She burst out laughing when he tripped, her sultry facade falling to her glee. It was the breif look of confusion on his face that made this day that much better. She could feel how embarrased that he was, and could also hear it from his ceaselesss stuttering. It was accually quite adorable to see the hulking male stumble over his own words."Now now...Don't get your tongue in a twist mon doux." She spoke teasingly.

As his chin lifted to procure his own sense of dominance, she saw an opportunity. The femme pressed nearer to his body, slipping her own muzzle underneath his and into the vulnerable nape of his neck. She nuzzled his chest for merely a second, mumbling "Mhm sure", before pulling away from his warmth. A whisper of a laugh made its way from her maw. 

She could not help herself as her breathy chuckle turned into gut-wretching fits of laughter. His earlier display of humliliation only endeared him further to her. With every um and er that she remembered she found herself buckling over herself even more, until she was prone upon her backside due to her trembling forelimbs. Her laughter died down slowly, as she found it hard to breathe, but she remained on the compact earth. Her fatigue grew stronger as she studied the faint sprinkle of lights growing in the dimming sunlit sky. It was then that she peered over to the male, studying his bronzed tenement from her supine position. It suprised her that she was comfortable having her abdomen exposed to anyone, but as she looked into the mix of forest-green and deep ocean-blue that was now his darkened eyes she realized that she trusted him.