Nocturne Summit (m) This is why we can't have nice things, darling.

Penn felt a little dazed as he came nearer to Ibis. He was starting to feel a tingling in his net hers, which he very much did NOT want to happen yet. In a panic, he began to actually stare at the vegetation surrounding them in earnest. It worked, barely, to calm his hormones, though they fought to rage on at will.

His eyes fell on the plant she called his attention to, though he struggled to keep his mind on it. They were so close now. All it would take was a slight swing of his head and he could be touching her, and good god did he want to be doing that. He was determined not to blow this, though, so he did his best to remain calm and nonchalant.

Then she whispered in his ear.

Ahhhhhh good lord, what was this woman doing to him??

Penn swallowed thickly and turned to look at her, his eyes landing on hers. He wanted to say something suave, seductive, sexy af. Instead, he said, ”It’s... so pretty...” Which... okay, could’ve been worse. Then, unable to help himself any longer, he reached tentatively to touch his nose softly against her muzzle.