She had followed her friend as he pushed on, but separated as he went to elsewhere and she found herself distracted by something rather fascinating. The tide was slowly rolling out, leaving pools of life behind. The healer had originally just been interested in the seaweed that clung in many places, but now she has stopped at a deeper pool. Small colorful fish darted back and forth. Seaweed hung limp like wads of hair, seastars of all varieties crawling back and forth, and anemone's swayed softly to a current they only could follow. However, what truly caught her attention was the small octopus. Creamy brown and marked with blue rings it was beautiful and deadly, and she wished she knew how to extract its venom. As it was, she did not, so she simply watched it do its thing.

Blueballs. Hah. She hadn't been entirely incorrect, though. Crixus had been suppressing a very basic need since Pandora had begun following him, and while he had hoped she would eventually wander off and find someone else to pester, it turned out that wasn't going to be the case. He didn't know whether or not she was interested in him, but he had every intention on finding out. How, you might ask? By offering himself up in such a vulnerable way that his intentions would be nearly impossible to misconstrue. The rejection would be twice as hard, but whatever. Since when had he done anything the easy way?

She was easy enough to spot poking around at some sea critter. Crixus didn't try to hide his arrival, but he did waltz straight towards her and shimmy up against her rump in a less than subtle manner. There was a possessiveness in the growl that spilled from his lips as he moved to kiss her hip, claws extended to gingerly trace along her belly back towards him. Hi.

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She had been rather absorbed in her interest in the deadly octopus, so when she heard someone approaching she simply glanced up, saw it was Crixus, and went back to observing. However, little did she know he was about to turn things in a completely different direction. One which would surprise the hell out of her. For while she had been dropping many a hint, he hadn't been smelling what she had been throwing down for him to step in. So she was half convinced he wasn't interested in her.

Boy was she wrong.

She jumped a bit at the first touch, paw slipping towards the octopus who darted away as she splashed her right forepaw into the pool. Withdrawing it, but not from him, she spins her head around real fast. Watching him. Pelt shuddering beneath the touch of claws and kiss. "Um... where the hell is this coming from?" she asked, attempting to keep the heat from her tones and failing rather miserably. "I thought you must be gay or something" she continues, turned on but also completely blindsided and confused. The pool of life beside her went back to their rhythms, seeing as she was rather occupied by her companion.

Crixus lowered his muzzle to nibble at her spine, pressing forward against her to cement the point. She seemed surprised, and called him.. gay. He blinked at that, confused by her meaning but not currently interested in giving much of a damn about that. It was the fact she didn't pull away that encouraged him on, however. "Does it matter?" he murmured, flashing a wicked grin at his object of affection. The chartreux man lifted a paw to rest on her back, applying only the slightest amount of pressure to encourage her down. A purr reverberated in his throat as he moved to roughly bite at her haunch, growing more impatient by the second.

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Gods above that felt nice. Confusing as hell considering his reaction to all her hints, but nice. She arched her back, pressing against his teeth. Even while she was still quizzing him about everything. "No.... but you never noticed I liked you.....mmmmm" she said and broke off with the mmm when he hit a particularly sensitive spot. A paw rests on her back and she doesn't go down yet; she needs her thoughts to catch up to what was happening. "I wasn't exactly subtle Crixus... So I guess this means the feelings are mutual?" she asks, watching him with eyes gone half lidded. His bite won a moan but she stood fast even though her entire form wanted to melt before him. Lay herself out like a feast. But first, to get things clear, she waits. Limbs trembling with the effort of not giving in to the route that this encounter was so clearly taking.

Crixus blinked. "Wait, what?" He hadn't said a single thing about liking each other. Where had that come from? It was enough to knock the wind out of his sails, frankly, and the confused man did nothing but drop his paw back onto the ground to gawk at her from behind. Not the most sexy of things, but.. well, that had been lost for the time being. "I thought you just wanted to fuck," he explained. "You like me?" Blasphemy. He couldn't think of a single redeeming quality about the himself, but.. well, go on now. Explain. Explain so he could partake in the booty.

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Apparently today they were throwing curveballs at each other, back and forth and around again. His attentions that were driving her mad stopped with his exclamation, the woman sighing heavily, wistfully. She had been liking where this had been going thank you and stopping now was almost painful. Head turns, peering at his shocked expression over her shoulder and unsuccessfully stifling a laugh at it. "No, Crixus, I like you. Fucking would be lovely, but, not why I like you." she corrected gently, her body following her head and pivoting to face him. She inhales, gathering courage to admit what she had been not hiding all this time. "Yes, I do. You've been a really great friend, and protector, and well.... I think you're pretty handsome and kind when you aren't thinking about it. Even when you are being dense about feelings. " she admits, dropping her gaze at the end and biting her lip. Hopefully he wouldn't reject her. She's not sure she could handle that. Ears flatten to her head, entirely vulnerable before him. Albeit in a rather distinctly different way from how he had been at the beginning.

Crixus felt like Flare's new nickname for him could not have been more appropriate. There was some discomfort going on down south that came with the territory, but for the time being he was only focused on what she was saying. That he was handsome and kind and a good friend, much to his confusion. He couldn't remember being anything but tolerant of her presence, but now that she was mentioning it.. well, the idea of her being romantically linked with someone else was not acceptable. Although he couldn't go as far to say he loved her, Crixus knew he would eviscerate anyone who tried to. She belonged to him, even if he hadn't realized it until just then. "Be mine," he murmured, brushing his muzzle against her cheek. He would not promise her forever, but he could promise her here and now.

It's not a conscious thing he does, at least, she doesn't think he realizes it. But he had been kind when he did not have to. Cuddled with her when well, to be frank when they first started to travel together he didn't know how to, he didn't understand or desire it. Taken care of her when... oh god she had already said she liked him when loopy from the cold. Anyway, taken care of her when she had gotten too chilled to function properly. She leans into his nuzzle, a happy little hmm escaping her lips as he accepts her. At least for the moment. "We can... we can figure this out." she murmurs, giving him a hopeful little smirk. Then she pulls away, turns so she faces away from the man and settles on her stomach. Skull turns over her shoulder, the smile still there, welcoming. An open invitation for him to ruin her, cover her, join them together. She had wanted this for a while. Gods above she had dreamed about it a couple times when she had slept pressed against him. The fact it was about to happen for real had her a little giddy and a lot excited. "Please." she adds, not expecting to need the request but, making sure he knew. That she wanted this almost as much as he had, did, when he had given her that friendly greeting what seemed like ages ago.

Figure it out? Isn't that what she wanted?! She'd just damn well expressed her feelings and now that he was giving her permission to feel those things, she was balking at the offer? Crixus' eyes narrowed as she went ahead and assumed the position, but there was a hesitance now at her potential rejection. He was not a lion to be rejected, ma'am. Crixus would show her that, punish her a little bit for the lack of giving him what he wanted. Well, what he assumed she wanted him to want. Semantics.

She said please and he obliged, his teeth reaching to roughly snatch her scruff as he got down to business. He would show her rejecting his proposal wasn't an option, leave her desperate to find herself beneath him again. Take that, bitch.

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