thought it was a good idea to draw this for kitty! Despite him saying he'd just spend time on congratulating her as early as midnight on point! But now look at this sweet piece of a tender, affectionate moment! And what is more there is not only a follow-up to this pic, but also a story! Enjoy =D
Their noses pressed together gently as they stared into each others eyes. A soft purr filled the air as their bodies slid ever closer together. On one end, the kitty was already content with the warm aura that radiated from the ninetales, but on the other she still wanted more. She wanted to actually feel that fur as it parts underneath her paws and Kindle had no intention of denying her kitty. So she herself leaned forward to make it more possible while Cyradia pressed into that fluff. There it parted, the thick fur a barrier to the soft but delightfully smooth skin beneath.
A poor barrier it proves to be as the kitty's claws extend to work past it. Sharp as they were to faciliate her hunts, they didn't even scratch the skin. Only light kneads, tugging at skin and fur while she simply enjoys the feel of it against her pawpads. Her eyes still locked with Kindle's the whole while. The vixen herself never even thinking of looking away. This did not translate to inaction, however. It was only one part of their show of intimacy for one another. For this was a special day between the two. No anniversary or anything of the like, but the birthday of the kitty herself. Another year lived and another reason to celebrate, yet they wouldn't do it in the common fashion. This year saw no parties, no fanciful cakes, or anything of the sort. Instead Kindle approached with a different idea entirely. With love shown as pure as could be. And love was the kitty given in the form of this intimate touch. Of those claws kneading against the vixen's chest while she herself let out a motor like purr. A steady vibration that added a soothing sound to better amplify that already warm aura. Within that, three of those large fluffy tails spread out just to slowly wrap around the kitty. Brushing along her sides the whole while, one even slipping underneath her scarf, and just pulling her in closer. Little by little until their noses were touching against one another's. No firm push. Nor a kiss. Not even enough to really call it a boop of any sort.
Their noses simply touched, their bodies stayed close to each other, and their eyes never looked away. No words for minutes as they held this position together in loving relative silence. No words until the vixen broke that not another purr or mewl. But instead with a voice dripping with her magic, emotions, and a hint of sweet song.
