{{ Do you love me tonight? [not open]

[Jarrah Eclipsemoon]

Jarrah was relieved beyond belief when he heard his mate say that she could never be better. He smiled at his, his ivory teeth shining. I love you... And with that, he climbed back upon her, knowing that that's what she wanted. He moved gracefully, straining to not hurt his mate, and the keep the area calm and pleasant. The bird around him didn't seem to mind; they mostly kept to themselves anyway.

Back in the day, man, when we were young kids
We were havin' a ball
Prayin' that Summer didn't turn into Fall
Fall turned to Winter, and Winter to Spring, and to Summer again

He stopped being so gentle after awhile. The stress he was creating for himself was probably making Lavender uncomfortable. He intensified his motions, fairly sure Lavender wouldn't mind. A pant started up from the hard procedure, and he paused for a second, just resting upon the fae's back. He started again, not knowing when to stop. Maybe he should ask her? This was his first time ever doing this.... He had no idea how well it was going, or when to do what; when to say what.

I hate them, so cold
Since I don't recall when
My frozen memory
Is simply meant to break

The white tom's breathing deepened and he started to get more into the activity. All of his movements were stronger, rougher. Was that a good thing? He had a tingling feeling move throughout his bodice, and a strong current of energy ran through him. He knew he should stop, to just back away and talk more. To actually learn more about this female. But this pleasure! What pleasure it was to be screwing around. Especially since it's his first time. He grinned at himself, and hoped Lavender noticed his mood change, so she could help decide what to do. Of coarse, if she wasn't enjoying it, she would wiggle out. But if she did enjoy it, then Jarrah would probably never stop.

Oh I'd give anything
Anything
To just get away for awhile
And I'd give anything

He slowed down, but didn't stop, didn't rest. He kept the movement going, and he kept a smile on his face. He grunted and stifled falling over as a harsh breeze blew by. He want harder again, the energy returning. He kept thinking to himself, Am I ready for kids? Do I really want them? At this young age? He wasn't sure of any of those answers. But he would do anything to make Lavender happy.

[[ soooooo sorry it took so long for me to reply!!!! ]]

[Lavender Mistpaw]

{ooc: That's ok. I don't mind waiting. Since Bri's character got deleted for inactivity, (darn!) they'll be together, then they'll get into a fight or something before the kittens are born. So sad...}



"I love you, too." Lavender's purred was a coo of pleasure. She prepared herself again as he climbed back on, and noticed she was panting. She had been the first time, too, and she didn't care. Her paws held up her crouching figure as Jarrah mated her, gripping herself to the soft grass. She enjoyed it, her mate's scent wreathing around her as they shared warmth in the morning rays of sun.

She somewhat nudged herself into him, adjusting the strength. This was the first time she was going to bear kittens, and couldn't wait. She and the Ivory tom were going to be parents, and she felt as though she couldn't wait for the abies to come, and they hadn't even finished mating yet. As the shadows shortened, and the sun started to rise higher, the coats of the couple glowed.

Lavender slowly slid out from under the ivory cat, trying not to hurt him, and smoothed down her ruffled fur. She pressed into his side, purring contentment, and licked her mate's cheek.

[Lavender Mistpaw]

((Can you reply to the kitten stats thread please? I need you to give them Jarrah's information, as well as his mom and dads'. The link is in the last post before the new page.))

[Jarrah Eclipsemoon]

The ivory brute rested on his mate's shoulder. He was extremely worn out from all the work he'd done, but it was very enjoyable. He smiled and cocked his head to look at Lavender. He was speechless. Didn't know what to say. What was there to say? He just stood there, his blue pools layed upon the ginger femme's face.

Because you live and breathe
Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help
Because you live, girl
My world has twice as many stars in the sky

He layed down, still panting, and closed his eyes, ready for sleep. He drifted into a dream almost right away. A picture of Jarrah and Lavender popped into his head, the most beautiful picture in the world. But then a few tiny furballs appeared, racing around the two happy-as-can-be cats. Jarrah grinned in his sleep; the picture had gone from beautiful, to perfectly wonderful.

[[oh my gawd. its almost been a whole month. i am soooo freakin sorry.... ive been soooo busy.... im serious. i went to chicago and hav been grounded and dealing wit skool things and frend troubles. im about to b grounded for a bout a whole month... cuz i snuck outta the house at 4 in the morning then lied to my dad about it... im so sorry.... ill try to sneak on or sumtin.... and sorry again, i hav NOOOO muse rite now....]]

[Lavender Mistpaw]

((Your fine. I understand. What does Jarrah not believe in? I was thinking they could fight over beliefs, or if you had a better idea, we could do that. ;D))

Hey jude, dont make it bad.
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make it better.

Hey jude, dont be afraid.
You were made to go out and get her.
The minute you let her under your skin,
Then you begin to make it better.

The she-cat unburied herself from Jarrah's fur to let him lay down and rest. He knew he must be at least a little tired after what had just happened. She was a little bit tired to, her breath coming in harder breaths than normal. The wieght of motherhood rested on her shoulders as she licked her mate's ears, her tongue rasping around them in rythmic strokes.

And anytime you feel the pain, hey jude, refrain,
Dont carry the world upon your shoulders.
For well you know that its a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder.

Hey jude, dont let me down.
You have found her, now go and get her.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make it better.

After a while, the lovely she-cat gently left her love's side to trot up to the river, the gentle brook flowing soothingly over the rocks. She loved it. Wading out in the shallow parts, letting the water soak into her ginger, brown, black, and white fur.

So let it out and let it in, hey jude, begin,
Youre waiting for someone to perform with.
And dont you know that its just you, hey jude, youll do,
The movement you need is on your shoulder.

The damp touch of the liquid to her bodice felt nice, for she loved the water. The water splashed up occasionally, soaking her belly fur. She slipped out of the liquid, and shook herself. The water leaked out of her soft, fluffy, short fur as she trotted up to the ivory tom, and curled up into a tight, little ball, letting a quiet, hearty, purr escaped her. She closed her eyes, and almost instantly fell into a deep sleep.

Hey jude, dont make it bad.
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her under your skin,
Then youll begin to make it
Better better better better better better, oh

Na na na na na ,na na na, hey jude...

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