[Tamas spins on the dance floor in a long tunic of luminescent white cloth, his wrists and ankles twisted with moonstone beads.] I'm the moon. I hope Jason likes it.
[Tamas leans into the touch, giving off little waves of happiness (and more than a little bit of lust) as he feels Jason's claws against his hair.] Bias. [But he takes the complement anyway, grinning brightly.]
[He hums along to the music, swaying softly in his mate's arms.] We should go dancing more often.
Jason loves the way those feelings make Tamas smell, and he nuzzles his way to sniff at his collarbone. He'll take Tamas out again soon, next week maybe when the moon isn't so full.
[Tamas wiggles a little to let his tunic fall open a little at the collar as Jason nuzzles him, flushing sweetly. His heart beats a little faster, his scent spiking with arousal.] Keep doing that and I'll have to beg you to take me home sooner rather than later. [Not that he sounds at all upset by that prospect.]
Oh... [He fights to keep his voice low, trying not to alert the whole party to the fact Jason has him trembling and needy.] My beautiful mate! Please take me home? Or at least somewhere private?
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[He hums along to the music, swaying softly in his mate's arms.] We should go dancing more often.
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