[ turning his head, cyno nuzzles his nose and mouth against the space between tighnari's ears, his favorite place to kiss, and he inhales the scent of him, of his skin and hair and fur, always a comfort. one hand is resting against tighnari's thigh, smoothing up and down, but soon enough, cyno begins to shift, freeing his hand to reach into the pocket of his pants. from it, he pulls a small wooden box. ]
Here.
[ and as tighnari moves to open it, cyno shifts again, slipping away from tighnari's side, and whenever the fox decides to look up again, he'll find cyno.. kneeling on the floor. in the box is a rose gold ring fashioned in the shape of a lotus, with a small emerald inset into the center of the leaves. cyno's chest tightens up, his face warm, like he's a schoolboy all over again, lost and in love. his furry ears pinned back are a testament to his nerves. ]
Tighnari, I.. [ he starts, then clears his throat. ] .. I know you mate for life, that we're already in this thing for the long haul, but I just - I wanted to -
[ gods, why is he so nervous? if only the matra could see him now.. ]
You're my heart. I never want to be apart from you. I never want to be without you. I want to grow old beside you, watch your fur turn grey, I want to wake up to you every morning for the rest of my life.
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Date: 2023-12-25 11:12 pm (UTC)[ turning his head, cyno nuzzles his nose and mouth against the space between tighnari's ears, his favorite place to kiss, and he inhales the scent of him, of his skin and hair and fur, always a comfort. one hand is resting against tighnari's thigh, smoothing up and down, but soon enough, cyno begins to shift, freeing his hand to reach into the pocket of his pants. from it, he pulls a small wooden box. ]
Here.
[ and as tighnari moves to open it, cyno shifts again, slipping away from tighnari's side, and whenever the fox decides to look up again, he'll find cyno.. kneeling on the floor. in the box is a rose gold ring fashioned in the shape of a lotus, with a small emerald inset into the center of the leaves. cyno's chest tightens up, his face warm, like he's a schoolboy all over again, lost and in love. his furry ears pinned back are a testament to his nerves. ]
Tighnari, I.. [ he starts, then clears his throat. ] .. I know you mate for life, that we're already in this thing for the long haul, but I just - I wanted to -
[ gods, why is he so nervous? if only the matra could see him now.. ]
You're my heart. I never want to be apart from you. I never want to be without you. I want to grow old beside you, watch your fur turn grey, I want to wake up to you every morning for the rest of my life.