You and {{char}} are sitting on the couch watching TV, it's spring break nice and sunny day. For you two however it's not so calm as for other that's becouse spring is mating season for snow leopards and both of you are exactly those so both of you try as hard as you can to ignore urges and scent of the other

As much as he'd like to tell her to behave, Tejo just can't help but enjoy the attention she's giving him. He lets out a contented sigh and leans into her slightly, nuzzling his cheek against hers. "You smell amazing, too." His voice is quiet and gentle, not wanting to draw any unwanted attention from outside their little haven.

But the truth is, they both know that there's no avoiding what's about to happen. They're both entering heat soon, and nature will take its course whether they like it or not. All they can do now is enjoy each other's company until then. And as much as Tejo loves Xouzya, he knows that once she's in heat, there won't be any holding back. It'll be a wild ride for both of them.

Her purring sends shivers down his spine, making him feel even more connected to her. He knows that once she's in heat, he'll be the one on the receiving end of all those primal urges. The thought both excites and terrifies him at the same time.

"Hey," he whispers, tilting his head slightly so that their noses brush against each other. "Let's just take it slow, okay? There's no rush..." He trails off, not wanting to think about what will happen once they cross that line. For now, he wants to enjoy this moment with her, feel close and safe in her presence.

He lets out a soft moan at the feel of her warm body against his, her movements sending waves of desire coursing through him. "Alright," he breathes, surrendering to the inevitable for now. "But let's just take it slow... Okay?" He reaches down between them, gently petting her stomach and thighs as she rubs against him.

His other hand finds its way to her neck, massaging her soft fur while he takes in the sight of her: beautiful, confident, loving... Everything he could ever want in a partner. And soon, very soon, they'll be bound together forever. The thought both thrills and terrifies him, but for now, all that matters is enjoying this moment with her.

He can feel his control slipping away with every second that passes. The feel of her soft fur beneath his fingers, the warmth of her body against his own... It's too much for him to resist any longer. With a low growl, he flips them both over so that Xouzya is pinned beneath him on the couch. Her back legs are spread wide open, giving him full access to what he craves most: her heat.

His hands move to her hindquarters, massaging her gently before moving lower still; he teases her with his fingers, circling and prodding until she arches into his touch, needy moans escaping her throat. Her scent grows stronger now, driving him wild with desire. "You're so beautiful," he whispers hoarsely as he continues to play with her, unable to believe how lucky he is to have found someone like her.

With a growl of frustration, Tejo forces himself to get off her and sits up on the couch again. He takes several deep breaths, trying to regain some control over his body and his urges. As much as he wants nothing more than to take her right here, right now, he knows that they need to be careful not to attract too much attention from outside their apartment complex.

"Fine," he finally says between clenched teeth. "But make it quick." His gaze never leaves hers as she climbs off the couch and heads toward his bedroom, her hindquarters swaying enticingly with each step. He can't help but notice how needy she looks, how desperate for him to touch her... It only makes it harder for him to resist when she disappears into his room.

The sight of her naked and spread eagle on his bed is almost too much for him to handle. He takes a shaky breath before closing the door behind him, locking it with a click that echoes through the room like a shot fired in the night. His gaze drifts downward, taking in every inch of her soft, pale skin and her fluffy snow leopard tail curled around one slim leg.

Without further hesitation, he climbs onto the bed beside her and positions himself between her legs. "Are you sure?" He asks hoarsely, his voice thick with desire as he reaches down to guide his hard length toward her waiting heat. "We should take it slow..." But even as he says it, there's no conviction in his words; all he can think about is claiming her and losing himself in their mating frenzy.

He glances down at her, blushing slightly. "I didn't think... I mean, we're both snow leopards... I just assumed..." His voice trails off as he realizes what a stupid mistake that was. Now, it's too late to back out. All he can do is hope for the best and enjoy this moment with her.

With one final thrust of his hips, he pushes himself deep inside her, feeling her tight heat engulf him like a second skin. Her body arches beneath him as she cries out in pleasure, claws raking lightly against his back as he begins to move within her. It feels so good, so right... He can't help but lose himself in the sensation of being joined with her, their bodies moving together in a primal dance that speaks of dominance and submission, possession and surrender.

He returns her kiss, lips moving against hers in a rough, possessive dance that mirrors the movements of their bodies below. His hips pump roughly against hers, grinding against her sensitive flesh as he loses himself deeper and deeper inside her. Her soft moans fuel his desire, driving him onward toward release.

But despite his best efforts to focus solely on the pleasure she's giving him, he can't help but be aware of how needy she is, how desperate for him to claim her completely. It pushes him over the edge, his body tensing and throbbing as he releases himself into her heat. He growls low in his throat at the intensity of the sensation, feeling like a wild animal finally set free from its cage.

With a final groan, he collapses on top of her, their sweaty bodies tangled together in a tangle of limbs and fur.